Aunt Wang was holding a bag of grain and was confused. When she heard what Li Qinghe said, she waved her hands hurriedly, "No, no, no, no, I just came back from Uncle's house. He doesn't have any surplus grain either. The rations on the grain book have all been used up."
Li Qinghe frowned. This old man didn't want to lend it.
Saying that the quota has been used up, at least find a better excuse.
Can three people finish the ration? The deaf old lady, Yi Zhonghai, and the auntie all have urban hukou, but they all have rations.
The deaf old lady is also a five-guarantee household. The street office gives her a subsidy every month. In addition to money, she also receives food coupons, oil and other things. Although it is not much, it is enough for her to live for a month, and she does not even need to use the ration on the food book.
Li Qinghe redefined the image of Yi Zhonghai in his mind. The situation at Aunt Wang's home was very clear in his original memory.
The son died of illness three years ago, and the daughter-in-law ran away after her husband died. The old man also couldn't bear the blow after his son's death. He was ill for a year and eventually died.
Only a few-year-old child, Yang Jianjun, was left behind.
But he is also very sensible, never acts naughty, studies very seriously, and after finishing his homework after school, he will help with housework or pick up trash to earn some money.
Li Qinghe often saw him. He was thin and had a pale face, but he was very polite and his academic performance was among the best.
The grandparents and grandchildren live in a house of more than ten square meters. There is basically no furniture, not even a table. They can only lie on a stool to do their homework.
"Oh, this old man really broadened my horizons."
He muttered to himself and stopped thinking about it. The things belonged to someone else, and there was nothing he could do if he didn't want to give them to them.
"Auntie Wang, let me take you back. You can take the food and don't have to return it."
"No... How can I not return it? I absolutely cannot. Every family is short of food. Besides, more than ten kilograms of food is too expensive."
Aunt Wang hurriedly declined, not daring to accept it. She pushed herself into Li Qinghe's arms and tried to leave with her unsteady legs.
Li Qinghe quickly caught up with her and helped her walk out. "Well, if you don't want it, then don't. Go slowly. I'll help you go back."
It happened that they were preparing to eat chicken in the evening, and when they passed by the kitchen, they asked Lou Xiao'e to bring over the chicken offal.
"What's the matter? What do you want chicken offal for?" Lou Xiao'e asked curiously.
"Aunt Wang is here, and we don't need any food, so we'll send it to her," Li Qinghe explained.
"Okay, you carry it and don't get it on my clothes." After hearing this, Lou Xiao'e hurriedly handed over a string of chicken offal tied with a rope.
She knew Aunt Wang's family conditions and had helped them before, but after they had accepted the gifts a few times, they no longer wanted any more gifts, so the matter was left unresolved.
As for why we sent chicken offal instead of chicken, it was because for ambitious people like Aunt Wang, the better the gift, the more they would reject it. Chicken offal is not a valuable thing, so it was more appropriate to send it to them.
Aunt Wang saw Li Qinghe carrying a bag of food and a bunch of chicken offal, and she was embarrassed. "Qinghe, please go back. I can walk by myself. You can take all these things back."
"Oh, okay, I won't send you off. I'll help you go back. You can't fall in this cold weather. Otherwise, if you get hurt, who will take care of Jianjun? Don't you agree?" Li Qinghe agreed repeatedly and helped her with a smile.
As soon as I walked to the Yang family's house in the middle courtyard, I saw Banggeng lying on the door of the Yang family, saying something to the inside.
Hearing the noise, Banggeng turned around and saw Li Qinghe walking towards them, supporting Aunt Wang, with a string of chicken offal in his hand.
"Li Qinghe, give me the chicken offal in your hand."
"Get out!" Li Qinghe was too lazy to pay attention to him and helped Aunt Wang into the house.
"Are you going to give it to Yang Jianjun?" Banggeng asked relentlessly.
Li Qinghe simply ignored him and continued walking into the house.
Bang Geng saw that he was being ignored and took two steps to catch up, "If you're going to give it to their family, you might as well give it to me. It's a waste if they're hungry anyway, so give it to me now!"
Li Qinghe's eyes turned cold, "Who do you think you are? Get out of here!"
"no!
"You have to give it to me. My grandma said that it would be best if their family starved to death. An old man with a little bastard, even Yang Jianjun's mother doesn't want him anymore." Bang Geng put his hands on his hips and said shamelessly.
When Aunt Wang heard his last words, her whole body trembled and her eyes unconsciously turned red.
Li Qinghe stared at Bang Geng with cold eyes. He reached out and grabbed his head, lifted it up, and wanted to crush this dirty-eyed thing to death.
But fortunately he controlled himself, otherwise, Banggeng’s head would not be able to withstand his strength.
"snort!"
With a cold snort, he threw the stem of the stick away.
Banggeng fell to the ground, his head was dizzy and he didn't react for a long time.
Afterwards, I felt a burning pain all over my body, especially my head, which hurt so much.
"Wow!~"
He burst into tears so loudly that the whole yard was startled.
Aunt Wang saw Banggeng being beaten and said anxiously, "Qinghe, leave quickly, or else Jia Zhang will come and there will be trouble."
She knew how unreasonable Jia Zhang was. She was a complete shrew. Once she got entangled with her, she would be in trouble.
Unfortunately, it was too late. Before Li Qinghe could say anything, Jia Zhang, who heard her grandson crying, jumped out of the house.
"What's wrong? What's wrong? Hey, Banggeng, what's wrong with you?"
When he saw his parents, Banggeng found his backbone and cried even louder, but he did not forget to complain, "Woo woo~ Grandma, Li Qinghe beat me, you have to avenge me, woo woo~"
"Li Qinghe! You bastard, you dare to hit my eldest grandson so hard. You must give me an explanation, otherwise this matter will not end!" After hearing this, Jia Zhang immediately started to make a scene.
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