"They are the old men who spoke to you last time."
Fu Xiao remembered that he lived in the middle of the village.
"There is no one else in the family. Only the old man is left in the village. He is old and can only do light work. He relies on the help from the village to survive."
"Oh," Fu Xiao was slightly startled, then asked, "What about firewood? We can't live without firewood in winter."
Li Xiufen rubbed her head and said, "Don't worry, your uncle has arranged it. The villagers are also very kind and will send them some firewood from time to time. They will definitely need it."
"Their house was just built by your uncle two years ago. It is very warm."
Oh, no wonder the rooms are exactly the same.
Fu Xiao smiled and said, "My uncle is a very good captain..."
Whenever she started praising her man, the smile on Li Xiufen's face never faded.
"Aunt, what about the children in their family?"
Hearing Fu Xiao's question, Li Xiufen's smile faded and she sighed, "Some are serving in the army and can't come back, and some are already gone."
"They are out there defending their country. The ones who are most pitiful are their parents at home. It's ok if they have other brothers to help them, but if not, the old people are old and their legs and feet are not good. If something happens again, ah..."
"Your uncle has already made arrangements for the elderly people in the village. Whenever it rains or snows, he will check on the safety of their houses. He also gives them relief food every month. Even when they were most short of food, he never stopped and sent them food from his own family."
When she said this, Li Xiufen's face was full of pride.
Fu Xiao nodded thoughtfully.
Fu Wei Bo is indeed a very good team leader, and it can be seen that the villagers respect him very much.
Even a few scoundrels who usually acted cunningly and dishonestly listened to him.
Never mess up at important moments.
I'm just a little lazy at work.
But this is because his family is willing to spoil him, and it is not something the team leader can control.
After Fu Hong came back, Li Xiufen asked him, "They sent it... Are they all home?"
He smiled and said, "They are all here. Grandpa is there too. We are playing chess together."
Li Xiufen patted the dirt stuck on his body from somewhere and asked, "What are you laughing at?"
Fu Hong blushed and scratched his head, too embarrassed to say anything. He had just been surrounded by several old people and was being praised.
He felt a little embarrassed by the praise.
Li Xiufen walked into the warehouse and shouted, "Fu Hong, help me lift it..."
"Here it comes..."
Mu Lianshen and Fu Weibao carried a very thick dead tree trunk from somewhere.
Fu Xiao walked over with two glasses of water, "The warehouse is full, where should we put these?"
Fu Wei Bo wiped his sweat and smiled at her, "Just pile them up in the main room. They can be placed in every room."
"If that doesn't work, just build a shed specifically for storing firewood."
She handed the water to the two of them and said, "I can store quite a lot in my room. There's nothing behind the door."
Mu Lianshen took the cup and drank the water, then handed it to her and motioned for her to step back.
He picked up the axe from the side and started chopping.
Suddenly, broken wood chips flew everywhere.
At night, Fu Xiao in the room took out several bags of cornmeal from the space, each bag weighing ten pounds.
I'll find time to deliver it to those elderly people.
They are all very nice people and know both Grandpa Fu and Grandpa Fu.
I still remember one time, an old man pulled her and kept talking about her grandfather, with tears falling from her eyes.
It’s not that I’m reluctant to give them white flour, but white flour is too eye-catching. I’m afraid there is no one in the village who can come up with so much white flour at once.
Now is definitely not a good time. After all, Mu Lianshen is at home and I dare not do anything out of line in front of him.
She had already experienced his sensitivity.
Find another opportunity.
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