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The village chief went up and knocked on the door, but no one answered. After walking around the small house, there was a small window at the back. He could push it open and see inside, but he couldn't jump in. The room wasn't very bright, but the sunlight from outside shone through the window, allowing him to vaguely see the furnishings: an old-fashioned wooden bed, unpainted, showing the wood's original color, a small cabinet, a low table, and a few small stools.

The village chief closed the window and said, "There's no one inside. It seems Old Man Lin went out to find fish feed."

Lin Ranran stared with her beautiful eyes, curious, "Do we need to find fish feed?"

“Of course,” Lan Qingyue smiled, “Besides special fish food, you can also find straw, vegetable leaves, or some natural plants, as long as the fish can eat them, which can save you money on buying fish food.”

After Lan Qingyue finished speaking, she noticed that everyone was looking at her with inquiring eyes. Only then did she belatedly realize whether she had said too much. In reality, she lived in the countryside and had some understanding of these things. When someone had doubts, she blurted out her answer without thinking much about it. The original owner was different. Although the original owner's family was not well-off, she might not have been exposed to these things.

Lan Qingyue tucked a strand of hair that had fallen across her cheek behind her ear and said softly, "I've seen these things on some TV channels, but I don't know if it's the same here."

The village chief nodded, "Yes, yes, that's right. Fish feed is expensive, so many people here raise fish and find some natural plants to feed them, and they still grow very well."

After waiting at the door for a while, everyone saw an old man with graying temples pedaling a tricycle back along the path, with many lush green peanut leaves behind the tricycle.

"Old Lin, out looking for fish food again? How was it? Another good haul, huh?"

Old Lin jumped off the tricycle and pushed it, his dark face beaming with an undisguised smile. "Yes, I went to find some peanut leaves. There's a family in the next village who don't raise cattle, so they didn't want the peanut leaves. I brought them all back to feed their fish."

Lin Ranran was stunned once again, "These peanut leaves are so big, can fish eat them?"

That mouth must be huge!

“Of course they can eat,” Old Lin said cheerfully, taking off his straw hat to fan himself. “Don’t underestimate these small fish. I often feed them these plants, and they always eat them clean.”

"By the way, you are..." Old Man Lin then realized that there were many strangers standing in front of the small house.

"They're the big stars who came to our village to film, and they even performed on stage on the night of the fragrant rice harvest festival, have you forgotten?"

Old Lin slapped his forehead and laughed heartily, "Oh dear, look at my memory! That night, the lights were so bright, and everyone was wearing makeup. At first glance, I didn't recognize them!"

"It's not too late to recognize them now. They've all come to show their love and care for you."

"What?" Old Man Lin, who hadn't heard a thing, was dumbfounded.

The village chief shook his head and smiled helplessly, "It just means a donation for poverty alleviation."

“Oh, why would I donate? I don’t need the money!” Old Lin waved his hand, pushed the tricycle under the eaves for shade, and opened the door. The old door creaked. “Come, come, everyone, please come in. It’s a small place, so please feel free to sit down if you don’t mind.”