Lu Xia at the side also said: "Brother, don't be polite with us. We don't lack food. Not only can we earn work points, but our families also send us food coupons. It's convenient for us to buy food. It's much easier than your place."

After hearing what he said, Senior Brother Xu couldn't say the words to refuse.

Just like what Jiang Junmo said just now, the people here don't get any work points for their work, and the village only gives them a small amount of food to keep them from starving. He and his wife try to eat less and save the food for the child, but the child is still too thin.

As a father, he felt heartbroken but there was nothing he could do.

So he couldn't refuse to export the food that Jiang Junmo sent.

Seeing this, Lu Xia directly lifted the food over the door and sent it in.

Senior Brother Xu took it subconsciously, only to find that they actually brought so much food.

He wanted to refuse, "This is too much. How long have you been saving this amount of food? No, you can just take some back and give us one third."

Lu Xia shook his head. "Brother, please keep it. I heard that you have quite a few people here. If anyone is too hungry, we can help them. It is also a token of our appreciation."

After hearing what she said, Senior Brother Xu retracted his outstretched hand.

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...

There are indeed a lot of people here, and everyone is having a hard time. If he really lets others eat his own food, he will be unable to bear it, and he will probably give them his own rations.

I just didn’t expect that my sister-in-law would even think of this. It’s really a good idea.

So he could only secretly decide that he would remember this favor.

"Okay, then I'll accept it, Junior Brother, Sister-in-law, thank you!"

Jiang Junmo and Lu Xia smiled.

"You're too polite, Senior Brother. You should go back quickly. It's too cold. We'll come back to see you in a few days."

"Okay, be careful when you go back. Don't come here so often. Don't let others find out."

"Got it, brother."

After saying goodbye to his senior brother, on the way back, Jiang Junmo quietly told her about his senior brother's family.

His senior brother was called Xu Jing. He used to be a teacher at the Academy of Fine Arts. His family was considered a scholarly family. His wife was named Qiu Ling, and her family was also well-off. The two were in love freely and were considered a good match. They had a child soon after they got married and lived a good life.

Jiang Junmo met him several times when he first became the teacher's disciple when he was a child. When he met him, he was only in his early twenties, had just graduated from college, stayed on to work in the school, and was not married yet, but he was also the youngest among the master's students except for him.

Although his senior brother was more than ten years older than him, he was very kind to him and often took him to learn painting. His other senior brothers were much older than him, and this senior brother was the only one who could play with him.

Later, my senior brother got married. Although they met less and less, he would occasionally invite him to his home for dinner.

Later, the university was closed and my senior brother returned to his hometown with his wife and son.

It was not until later that he heard that something had happened to his senior brother. He asked people about it, but he didn't find out anything. Unexpectedly, he met him unexpectedly after going to the countryside.

Lu Xia also sighed after hearing Jiang Junmo's words. What surprised him even more was that Senior Brother Xu was only a dozen years older than him, which meant that he was only in his thirties this year.

But when she saw his blurry figure just now, Lu Xia thought he was about 40 or 50 years old.

I thought he was a middle-aged man, and was a little surprised that his son was so young. Now it seems that he has become older.

Hearing the sadness in Jiang Junmo's tone, Lu Xia comforted him: "Don't worry, now that we know, let's pay more attention to them in the future."