In the space, Su Qingzhu and Si Jingyu had various discussions about life in the future world.

Outside the space, the country where the granary was stolen has received reports from spies from various countries. Not only theirs, but the granaries of twelve other countries have also been emptied.

The leaders of those countries all raised the same question at the same time: "What about China? Were their granaries also stolen?"

China is one of the countries they are very wary of, so they have deployed many spies. Some of them are gone, but there are still others.

"They haven't contacted me, so it seems nothing was stolen?"

"Should? If you rely on guesswork for everything, what's the point of having you?" The leader angrily threw the cup and said, "Contact me now!"

“Yes, yes!”

After several twists and turns, personnel from intelligence agencies of various countries finally contacted their spies in China.

When the other party heard their question, he looked confused and asked, "Has China's granary been stolen?"

What hearing!

Who are you looking for?

The head of the intelligence agency was so angry that he wanted to beat someone up through the phone line!

After thinking about it, they realized that business was more important, so they endured it.

"I'm asking if there has been any theft from China's granaries."

"Who is so stupid? There's only so much food in China's granaries. Why would we bother stealing it?"

The head of the intelligence bureau said, "I really want to hit someone. Should I ask you or you ask me?"

But the answer to that question is no longer important.

China is too poor, and people look down on it and don't bother to steal it.

So the head of the intelligence agency hung up the phone and went to report the situation to the leader.

"Sir, China is too poor. Those people don't bother to steal."

leader:"……"

He didn't feel comforted at all.

So what if they are rich? Now several granaries have been emptied. They have gone from rich to poor, okay?

"Didn't you ask if it was someone sent by China to steal it?"

The head of the intelligence agency was stunned. He didn't ask, but even without asking, he knew that China didn't have that ability.

If China is so powerful, would it still be invaded?

If China were so powerful, those countries that invaded China and stole so many treasures and cultural relics from China would have been destroyed long ago.

But he couldn't tell the answer, so he said firmly: "It wasn't stolen by the Chinese."

This is also the answer given by intelligence personnel from other countries.

They are absolutely certain that this was not done by the Chinese.

They all agreed that China was not capable enough.

**

China.

When the leader heard this answer, he didn't know what expression to make and could only sigh.

The revolution has not yet succeeded, comrades still need to work hard.

That night, Su Qingzhu led Si Jingyu to run from town to village.

Si Jingyu was a little confused at first.

It was not until he saw Su Qingzhu put two bags of brown rice and corn kernels, each weighing 10 kilograms, at the door of a house that he suddenly realized and fell silent.

He watched Su Qingzhu place the same things in each household one by one, and felt very complicated.

Even though he was using supernatural powers, Su Qingzhu still clapped his hands subconsciously, "Okay, take me to the next village."

Si Jingyu came back to his senses and didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "You think I'm your driver again?"

Hearing this, Su Qingzhu's eyes widened exaggeratedly, "How could you bear to let me travel across the country alone?"

Si Jingyu's spatial crossing ability is more than three times that of hers, and he doesn't need to check in advance to see if there is anyone around.

If there are people around, his psychic ability will automatically interfere when he appears, so don't use it too easily.

Si Jingyu laughed and said, "Just be a driver, as long as you are a good person."

Before he was about to leave, he radiated his special powers in all directions and found that the villagers opened their doors one after another, bowed silently to the sky, and brought the food into the house with smiles on their faces.

From this, it can be seen that this is not the first time that Qingzhu in his family has done this.

The villagers were very tacit and kept silent about it, but they all remembered to be grateful.

"Do you often deliver food to them?" Si Jingyu asked.

Su Qingzhu sent food simply because he couldn't bear to see people starve to death.

What's more, she already had plenty of food and had robbed a lot, so she had no pressure at all.

She quite likes to be a "hero" who robs the rich and helps the poor.

Doing things according to one's heart is a trivial matter in her mind.

Therefore, when she answered, her expression was flat and her eyes showed no fluctuation.

She replied: "Maybe come once every two weeks."

Her casual words made Si Jingyu feel mixed emotions.

Are there such patriotic and kind-hearted people in places they don’t know about, doing things that seem insignificant to them but are actually very important?

"When did it start?"

Su Qingzhu said calmly: "About half a year ago."

Si Jingyu was stunned.

Didn't that... start shortly after she got here?

Si Jingyu really wanted to throw these things in his brother's face and yell, "This is the master you doubt! You are obviously not as noble as him!"

But he thought about it and decided not to talk to his brother yet.

As they were talking, the two had already arrived at the next poor village.

Si Jingyu asked, "You put the food at the door, aren't you afraid that someone will steal it?"

Su Qingzhu laughed, not knowing what she was thinking of. "No, they are all very cute."

Si Jingyu was confused. How did this have to do with cuteness?

"How do you say that?"

Su Qingzhu told him: "When I went there for the second time, there was a piece of paper on the door of every household.

"It said 'Thank you kindhearted people' and 'The households in the village numbered x and x are thieves, so please don't give them any gifts, benefactors.'"

The handwriting is exactly the same, and it can be seen that it was written by a collective.

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