"What are you thinking about so intently?" asked Old Man Zhao.
Wang Hongjie glanced at him. Old Man Zhao was an elder in the village and there was nothing to hide, not to mention that this matter could not be concealed.
"Didn't I go to the brigade to get food a few days ago?" Wang Hongjie said.
"Yeah." Old man Zhao nodded, "Is there something wrong with the quantity?"
"The quantity is correct. We have taken all the food from the Xi family this time." Wang Hongjie said.
"Isn't this a good thing? Why are you still frowning?" You know, everyone in their village can't afford to carry food.
"We have collected all the food from the Xi family, but what we have left is not enough for the villagers to share." Wang Hongjie felt a headache when he talked about this.
Their village hadn't had enough food for three consecutive days, and today the people from the brigade refused to let him buy food on credit.
There was no other way, he could only bite the bullet and gather enough food.
But there was enough food, and there was a whole village waiting for him to share the food for the winter.
But now the grain storage in the village is empty. He was so worried these past two days that he couldn't eat or sleep.
The only thing they want to think about is how to help the villagers get through the winter.
The winter in Shimatou Village is already hard to endure, and without food, I’m afraid half of the people won’t survive until next spring.
"The harvest has not been good in the past few years, and it's really hard for you." Old man Zhao sighed.
Many people think that Wang Hongjie is a very powerful village chief, but how can they know the bitterness and hardship involved?
On the one hand, they had to deal with the brigade's grain-stealing task, and on the other hand, they had to consider the villagers' daily life.
These are huge burdens in every aspect.
Due to the poor harvests in the past few months, Wang Hongjie's hair has turned a lot white.
"No matter how difficult it is, we have to get through it. At worst, I will shamelessly go to the brigade and buy some food on credit." Wang Hongjie finally made up his mind.
"Oh, you're talking about my brain. You interrupted me and I almost forgot why I came to see you." Old man Zhao slapped his head, quickly put the bag of medicine in front of Wang Hongjie, and took out the 5 yuan from his pocket.
Place it carefully next to the bag.
"Where did you get the money? And these medicines..." Wang Hongjie's expression now was almost exactly the same as Old Man Zhao's expression when he saw these things just now.
My eyes were about to pop out of their sockets in shock.
Old man Zhao chuckled and called out to the people behind him.
"Miao girl, come in."
Only then did Su Miaomiao walk into the inner room.
As soon as Wang Hongjie saw Su Miaomiao, his eyes turned pale instantly.
"Did you bring all these back?"
"Yeah." Su Miaomiao nodded.
Old man Zhao then spoke: "Miao Miao sold all the herbs we collected before, and exchanged them for these herbs and the 5 yuan."
"Miaomiao and the little kids in the village collected those herbs together. It took less than seven days in total."
"In seven days, we only made 5 yuan, not counting the herbs. Not counting other things, just based on the number of people we have now, we can make 20 yuan a week just by counting the money."
"20 yuan?!" Wang Hongjie exclaimed.
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