He was heartbroken, but had nothing to say.

He knew perfectly well that there was no food at home. Even if there were wild vegetables and mushrooms to fill their stomachs, they were not rice or flour, and he always felt that something was missing.

Moreover, there were a lot of lamb's quarters, dandelion, and bok choy drying on their own balcony, which was obviously because their mother was afraid of running out of food and dared not eat freely.

He put the bag of membrane sheets on the coffee table, and then put more than ten kilograms of rice and flour into the kitchen.

Looking at her mother, she comforted her, "Mom, these were all given to me by my colleagues. Don't worry about eating them, and don't skimp on yourself and the children."

Don't worry, there's only a month or two until the summer harvest. I'll borrow some grain from my friends.

"Son, it's alright. Mom, Xiao Heng, and Xiao Min are all doing well. We eat some vegetable porridge every day, which is enough to fill us up." Mother Ke knew that food was scarce, so she didn't want her son to be in a difficult situation.

After all, if it were really as simple as he described, he wouldn't be so thin and bony.

He probably doesn't even realize that he's not much better off than the three people in his family.

Imagine a young adult doing manual labor every day, while still saving food for their family. It's a miracle they don't break down.

Ke's mother felt as if a piece of her heart had been ripped out with a knife; the pain was excruciating.

But fearing that her son would worry, she forced back the tears that were about to spill from her eyes.

Ke Wenpei saw all of this but said nothing. He lay back on the bed, thinking about where else he could borrow some food.

After much thought, he couldn't find a good place. Finally, he saw a photo of himself with Zhu Shiliang and the others hanging on the wall, and that reminded him of his former workplace.

Actually, it wasn't that he hadn't considered contacting the Human Resources Bureau, but he was ashamed and embarrassed, and he didn't dare go back to let them see him in his most wretched state.

In particular, he got into a fight with his boss before leaving.

But now, it seems there are no other choices. Face and dignity, or food and survival? He thought he would choose the latter.

After thinking it over, Ke Wenpei sat up, tidied himself up, and then went to his former workplace.

However, to his surprise, the place was deserted and sealed off.

Ke Wenpei was dumbfounded. Had God taken away his last hope as well?

Seeing this, he almost cried, collapsing onto the square, not knowing what to do.

Passersby pointed and whispered about him, but he didn't care at all.

It wasn't until someone came up to him and asked what was wrong that he asked, "Where are the people in the building? Do you know where they moved to?"

Those living nearby had heard about this to some extent, so they told Ke Wenpei about the places they knew.

Because there were many units in the building, they were dispersed to different locations after the building was confirmed to be a dangerous building.

But if you ask someone who doesn't know where the Human Resources Bureau is moving to, they really won't know.

After receiving some uncertain news, Ko Wen-pei's hopes were rekindled.

He thought that since these people didn't know, he would ask the people in the building; he would eventually find out.

Then he went to the several possible locations that the passerby had told him about, but none of them were the person he was looking for.

However, after learning that he had contacted the Human Resources Bureau, they provided him with several possible locations.

Ke Wenpei continued his search, asking around as he went.

But before he could find the exact location, the city restored power and communications at the same time.

Ke Wenpei looked at his phone, which showed a full signal, and hesitated.

If I call Zhu Shiliang, I should be able to get his new address directly. But what if they're already prepared and won't lend me any food?

With such a petty mindset, he didn't continue making phone calls. Instead, he found the announcement online and learned the new address of his former employer.

And so, he stumbled and staggered his way there.

The moment he saw the familiar face, tears streamed down his face uncontrollably.

As for kneeling, it wasn't that he wanted to kneel; rather, the sadness and excitement in his heart made him do it subconsciously.

Of course, after doing it, he wanted to go with the flow and force them to help him by kneeling. You could say he was really despicable.

I just didn't expect that my movements would be so big that they would scare people away.

Fortunately, Yu Shui, that silly and simple-minded guy, agreed to help him without even asking any questions.

Ke Wenpei recounted everything that had happened in his family without missing a single detail.

Then he looked at Yu Shui hopefully, the meaning in his eyes was self-evident: you said you would help me.

Yu Shui felt a chill run down her spine under his gaze, and then she felt like crying. That damn mouth of his, it really knows how to cause trouble!

But since I had already agreed, I could only bite the bullet and say, "Well, I... I have limited abilities, so I can only offer you a little bit of support. I hope you won't be angry."

Ke Wenpei nodded hurriedly, "Yes, yes, even a pound or two would be fine."

Yu Shui breathed a sigh of relief, as long as it wasn't an exorbitant demand.

Other colleagues also looked sympathetic, never expecting that such a big change could happen in Ke Wenpei's family in just two months.

After hearing the whole story and realizing that they weren't there to cause trouble, Shen Yanming and Bi Qiaoan relaxed. Then, the two left the corner and found a seat.

When Ke Wenpei saw the two of them, his eyes lit up. He knew that Shen Yanming's family was not short of food. He just didn't know if Shen Yanming would lend him any.

Thinking back to when he almost beat him up and even tried to frame him before leaving, Ke Wenpei felt a pang of regret.

Therefore, he looked at Shen Yanming with a slightly humble, slightly ingratiating, and slightly expectant gaze, hoping that he would take the initiative to offer his support.

Unexpectedly, Shen Yanming didn't even look at him, and Ke Wenpei's eyes dimmed.

He knew that the other party was vengeful.

But that's not what Shen Yanming really thought. He didn't want to give him a second glance simply because he didn't want to put others in a difficult position.

After all, what is nothing to him is a small amount of food, but for others, giving it away might be a real pain in the neck for a long time.

Shen Yanming regretted his earlier suggestion that everyone come back today.

This left Zhu Shiliang and his team in a dilemma, unsure whether to give or not.

Compared to the potential loss of food, the small amount of dried mushrooms he gave away was truly insignificant.

Oh, I'm really a little embarrassed.

As for Ke Wenpei, although his experiences were all self-inflicted, Shen Yanming felt that he was also somewhat involved.

After all, if he hadn't brought the dried fruit to work, he might still be working diligently and wouldn't have been blinded by materialism.

All I can say is that it's all fate.

Because of a tiny bit of guilt, Shen Yanming decided to help him at this critical juncture.

I just don't want to be the one making the promise, so I'll just send him some food in private.

The quantity won't be large; it's just a temporary measure to keep him going until the summer harvest.