"Yeah! OK!"
When the little guy received the order, he immediately rushed over like a firecracker, clutching the note tightly.
Lian Xiaomin smiled slightly, turned and left.
Through mental power, it was observed that Old Liu read the note and hurried to the tent behind him to call out the three people who were sleeping.
Leaving one person to watch the pot, he took the other two young men and quickly ran to the intersection.
Until they saw the food bags and scattered piles of sweet potatoes all over the ground, the three of them were stunned and could not believe their eyes.
Old Liu's two palms suddenly clapped together, his lips trembled with excitement, and it took him a long time to utter a few words.
"Meng Erguo, hurry up and report to the leader, and tell your comrades to move the food! This is the county's unit silently supporting us, doing good things without leaving a name!"
Seeing that the task was accomplished, Lian Xiaomin no longer worried about how they moved the food and planned to go to the medical tent to take a look.
Passing by a small shed where the hungry little girl was, he thought for a moment, then stopped a short distance away from the shed.
A woman was taking care of the children's father, who seemed to have a fever and was sleeping on a mat.
There were three children in total. In addition to Xiaohua and her brother, there was a younger boy who looked to be only one year old. He was sleeping on the only thin quilt.
The woman didn't even look up, she just spoke softly.
"Xiaohua, listen to your brother and don't let mom worry about you, okay? When it's daybreak, you can go get some porridge again."
The boy also said to his sister: "Go to sleep quickly, you won't be hungry when you sleep."
Xiaohua pouted and suddenly stood up.
"I'm going to pee, and I'll go back to sleep."
Lian Xiaomin quickly took out ten large steamed buns from the space. These steamed buns were not the same as those other steamed buns. She made them herself when she had nothing to do. The ingredients were very fine corn flour mixed with white flour, and they were packed in a clean cloth bag.
There was also a 20-pound bag of millet and a pair of blue plastic sandals, all stuffed into a sack and placed on the ground outside the shed.
The family also brought some belongings with them, including a small aluminum pot and some miscellaneous items in two wicker baskets. After all, they had such a young baby, and the millet could be used to cook porridge to feed him at any time.
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