There was no trace of blood, no calluses, or any other wounds on it.
The people around him were all Lao He's neighbors, and the room was still filled with the smell of mosquito coils.
There is no smoke, no gunshots, and no dead companions!
It's safe here, it's safe here!
I took a deep breath and gave myself a mental reminder to ensure that this notification could go smoothly!
Post-traumatic stress disorder, it turns out it's still there!
Just now, Jiang Cha finished telling about what she had experienced and witnessed.
It was obvious that I felt a little out of control, even a little irritable and wanted to lose my temper and fight, and it seemed like I was about to lose control.
Fortunately, after going through so much, I am still relatively strong inside and was able to recover and adjust myself on the eve of losing control!
"Are you okay? Sister, you seem to be a warm-hearted person! I see there are quite a few people written in the notebook! Are you planning to visit every family?"
Are there any relatives of yours among these people? You must be helping your family fulfill their wishes, right? It's not easy! How many years have passed?"
Jiang Cha looked a little strange just now, and the older sister thought she was sad because she was thinking about her family.
Then I tried to talk her down and comfort her, but ended up crying!
They are all neighbors with whom Lao He has a good relationship. Lao He has had a hard time these years, but they are just ordinary people and the most they can do is send him a bowl of delicious food from home.
When there is delicious food, call him over for a drink. When we have nothing to do, we can spend time together playing cards or chess to kill time.
There's nothing they can do about the rest!
"Big sister, do you think there are any subsidies for people like Lao He? Isn't there any allowance? If there is anything we can apply for, let's go to the brigade now.
"Old He should have gone to the hospital a long time ago, isn't it because it was too expensive? At such an old age, who knows how much it would cost to go to the hospital? Sigh!"
Without bothering to recall those old friends, he quickly stood up and looked at Lao He. He looked him up and down but couldn't figure out what was wrong with him.
"What's wrong?"
"My great-grandfather is a member of the Kuomintang, how can he get subsidies?"
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