Seeing Zhou's resolute words, Luo Shaoqiang gained confidence and said, "Okay, I'll go find the neighborhood committee."

"Go ahead, I'll watch here." Zhou Xiang waved his hand, sat down beside the bed, and touched the old man's quilt. It was cold.

"Grandma, it's so cold under your quilt, even the best body can't handle it!"

Grandma Luo looked at Zhou Xiang lovingly, and her weak voice rang out, "You are a good child, Qiangqiang is not as good as you."

"Grandma, what are you talking about? Qiangqiang is a very good person, but he just can't adapt. The sudden changes at home, asking a child of such age to carry the family, he's under a lot of pressure."

Grandma Luo's eyes were filled with tears. "Yes! The burden of the family suddenly fell on his shoulders. He is only seven years old, and there is no one to help him make decisions on many things. I am not in good health, so I am adding to his burden."

"Your idea is wrong. With you here, the two siblings have a home. Without you, they would have no choice but to go to an orphanage. He often does things wrong, and you should teach him. You can't just let him do whatever he wants just because he's under pressure. How old is he? How much of the world has he been exposed to?

You have life experience, so you should share it with him whenever you can, especially when something happens. Analyze it for him so that he can better absorb the experience."

Grandma Luo nodded slightly. What the little girl said was very good. Although she had not been to school, she had life experience!

"Okay, I'll listen to you. I'll teach him slowly in the future."

At this time, Luo Shaoqiang brought in a middle-aged woman. The woman asked anxiously as soon as she entered the door, "Auntie Luo, how are you? I've been so busy preparing for the New Year recently that I didn't even know you were sick. Someone will be coming with a cart soon. Go to the hospital immediately. The neighborhood committee will reimburse the expenses. Don't be afraid."

"Okay, thank you, Director Yu."

Zhou Xiang looked at the woman and found that she was really sincere, so he said: "Grandma, the quilt is cold. Even a healthy person can get sick just lying there. Besides, they probably haven't eaten much in several days. Little sister is so hungry that she has to go to the restaurant door to watch others eat."

Director Yu then realized there was another person in the room. "Who is this?"

Luo Shaoqiang immediately responded, "This is my distant cousin, she came specially to see us."

Zhou Xiang looked at Luo Shaoqiang, saw the pleading in his eyes, and nodded, "Yes, I am Qiangqiang's cousin. I am dissatisfied with your work. For such martyrs' families, shouldn't there be special people who visit them regularly?

You are a whole family, old and young. If the whole family falls ill, who will notify you?

There are huge loopholes in your work. There are even children outside calling Qiangqiang a beggar. Who are they begging for food from? Are the families of martyrs insulted by others?

Director Yu didn't take it seriously at first when he saw it was just a little girl. Unexpectedly, he was struck by a bolt of lightning and was immediately disoriented. Did he really have such a huge loophole in his work?

Director Yu, feeling dazed, actually asked, "What do you think should be done about the two situations you mentioned?"

Seeing that she dared to ask him, Zhou Xiang dared to say, "In the area under your jurisdiction, there should be someone specifically responsible for visiting these families. He doesn't have to come every day, but can visit them in a round-robin manner. He can come two or three times a month, right?

In addition, you should send people to go deep into the people's homes frequently to listen to their reactions to you, whether they are good or bad, so that you can discover loopholes in your work.

Moreover, in the process of reaching out to the people, we can also hear who is deliberately smearing these martyrs' families. This is killing two birds with one stone, right? Sitting in the office every day is called working in isolation.

Come out and listen and see more. This is just a matter of two or four more people. If you focus on the situation and prioritize prevention, there will be fewer emergencies, and your normal work plans will not be disrupted."

At this time, applause was heard outside, and two men in their thirties came in, pushing a cart. They seemed to be from the neighborhood committee.

Director Yu saw one of them and was about to call for help, but the man stopped him and said, "You and Xiao Peng take Aunt Luo to the hospital. I'll sit here for a while."

Director Yu and another man quickly moved Aunt Luo and her quilt onto a cart. Director Yu touched the cold quilt and felt guilty, thinking that he had not done his job well enough.

Luo Shaoqiang wanted to go with him, but Zhou Xiang stopped him, "What can you do there? Can you carry grandma, or pay the bills? Your sister doesn't want her anymore? Don't you know which one you are responsible for? There's food in the kitchen, go heat it up and eat it. Your sister has already eaten. As for grandma, since Director Yu has taken over, he will definitely take care of her until the end."

After saying this, she looked at the man sitting in front of her.

The man smiled. "Yes, we will take full responsibility. It was our mistake. Please forgive me this time."

When Luo Shaoqiang saw a grown man apologizing to him, he suddenly didn't know what to do. Maybe the young lady was right and he was too pedantic.

If only I could be like this young lady, arguing with reason and speaking with a lot of truth, without being afraid of anyone, that would be great. Isn't this what it means to be right and prevail in the world?

Zhou Xiang looked at the man and smiled, "It seems a little late, but I will accept this apology. If you do it again, I won't forgive you easily."

The man shook his head repeatedly, "There won't be a next time."

"Let's hope so! We can't let the families down! Right, leaders of the Women's Federation?"

The man nodded and thought, "This little girl is amazing. Not only is she good at talking, but she also has a sharp eye."

Zhou Xiang called Luo Shaoqiang over. "Tell me, what did he mean when he said I had a sharp eye? Do I really have a sharp eye?"

Luo Shaoqiang looked confused.

Zhou Xiang pressed him down on the bench beside him. "You, you don't even understand what we say. Why should everyone in the family listen to you? If grandma were here, she would definitely understand."

Sometimes it’s not the people who can read and write who are the best, but rather the elderly with life experience who know more than those who just read books.”

Luo Shaoqiang nodded. "I know what you mean. You're telling me to discuss this with my grandmother. She has a lot of life experience, much more than a child like me."

Zhou wanted to pat his head. "Isn't that quite clever? Why were you so stubborn before?"

Luo Shaoqiang's eyes were red. "I was wrong. I heard someone call me a beggar, and I got stuck in a dead end. I'm lucky you came today, sister."

Zhou Xiang looked at the man seriously. "Harsh words hurt like a cold summer day, but kind words warm like a winter's warmth. Harsh words almost destroyed this child's heart. If the heart is destroyed, the person is also destroyed."

The man nodded seriously. If Qiangqiang continued like this, his personality would definitely change drastically.

Zhou Xiang wiped his tears and said, "Let me answer your question. This uncle said I have a sharp eye. He meant that I saw that he was Director Yu's leader.

Then let me ask you, how can I tell that he is a leader? Do you know? "