Ye Qingqing later learned that, as she had guessed correctly, He Baihong was indeed the younger sister of Teacher He, who had harmed Tang Yuanyuan. The two sisters were indeed related, and their snobbishness and arrogance were exactly alike.

It's true that birds of a feather flock together; one can only imagine that the parents of these two sisters must be similar, otherwise they wouldn't have been able to raise such eccentric sisters.

Afterwards, Ye Qingqing sorted out some clothes that Tian Tian and Xiao Tong had worn. They were still about 70-80% new and the materials were quite good. The shoes were also about 70-80% new. Children change shoes quickly, and a pair of shoes can only be worn a few times before they need to be replaced. There were a lot of shoes at home, and Ye Mingcheng washed and put them away.

That day, I saw that Huang Junkai and Hu Lingling's shoes were worn out, and the clothes under their school uniforms were thin and old, made of acrylic. This kind of material is very durable and can last for ten years without breaking, but it is not breathable and is uncomfortable to wear.

In the 1970s and 80s, when living conditions were poor, this kind of material was very popular because it wouldn't tear and saved money on fabric. But now that people's living conditions have improved, they no longer value acrylic fabric and prefer cotton and linen.

Ye Qingqing inquired with Wuchen and learned that the two children's families were truly poor. Huang Junqi's mother had intellectual disabilities and epilepsy. Due to malnutrition, his mother often had seizures, causing chaos for the whole family. His father was disabled and could not do heavy physical labor, so he could only shine shoes. This kind of job was the most despised in Pingjiang, and it didn't pay much, making it difficult to even make ends meet.

Hu Lingling's family wasn't much better off. Her parents were both healthy, but her father was a gambler, and her mother barely made ends meet by selling breakfast. She had to hide the money she earned, otherwise her gambling father would steal it and gamble it all away.

Ye Qingqing also prepared some pills to relieve her epilepsy. As for her congenital intellectual disability, she had no way to help her. However, Huang Junkai said that his mother could do some housework and cook as long as she didn't have an attack. It sounded like her IQ wasn't too low and she should have the ability to live independently.

Ye Qingqing packed a lot of things, but she didn't deliver them herself. Children have their pride too, and she didn't want the two children to be grateful. She was just helping out within her means.

"Take these to your classmates. This pack is for Huang Junqi, and this pack is for Hu Lingling. Don't get them mixed up. Also, this medicine is for Huang Junkai's mother. Take one pill a day for a month."

Ye Qingqing gave detailed instructions, which Wuchen remembered. He glanced at the two large packages on the ground, then looked at Ye Qingqing with a strange expression.

"Go after dark, so no one else can see you."

Ye Qingqing grabbed Wuchen. It wasn't completely dark yet, so they had to wait a little longer. They wanted to see this through and consider the feelings of the two children. If it were her, she wouldn't want others to know that she was receiving charity either.

Half an hour later, when it was completely dark, Ye Qingqing went out with Wuchen. The road was a bit far, so she rode her bicycle to deliver it. Fortunately, the two families lived in adjacent alleys, and Wuchen quickly came out of the alley, his package empty.

"Get on the bus, let's go home."

Ye Qingqing raised her chin, and Wuchen lightly jumped on. After she rode a few steps, a small, slightly awkward voice came from behind her, "Thank you."

Although it was very soft, Ye Qingqing heard it clearly. The corners of her lips couldn't help but turn up, and she pedaled the bicycle a few times, making it fly.

Wuchen, who was sitting in the back, simply stood up, stretched out his arms, and stood steadily like a bird, with a smile on his lips.