Chapter 12: Please lend a helping hand
After Xiang Yu put down the cart, he didn't even have time to take off his gloves. He took the black bag hanging on the door bolt and chased after him.
"Hey, wait a minute..." The young man stopped and stood where he was, looking at Xiang Yu who was jogging towards him.
He held the bag forward and said, "I'm going to town to buy some things today. You can take this back."
The young man didn't answer. "My grandma asked me to bring it to you." He probably seldom interacts with people, and his words were stiff, like a messaging machine.
"Xiang girl, your grandma is not at home and there is no food, so just take it and eat it. I heard from them that it is unknown when the heavy snow will stop. The food you bought in town will not last for too long."
Xiang Yu looked at the old lady who was leaning on crutches and finally accepted the things. "Wait a moment," Xiang Yu called to the young man and then took out a hundred yuan from his pocket and gave it to him.
The young man found out that Xiang Yu gave him cash. He wanted to take it but felt a little embarrassed. "You take it. Now they only accept cash when buying medicine and vegetables."
When the young man saw that his grandmother had entered the house, he took the money from Xiang Yu's hand.
Xiang Yu took off his gloves and opened the bag in his hand, only to see a dozen sweet potatoes and a dozen potatoes inside.
The fruits are grown by farmers on their own land and are very big. One or two are enough to feed your stomach.
Xiang Yu put the things next to the stove, boiled a pot of water on the stove, cleaned himself up briefly, and then fell asleep.
When Xiang Yu got up the next morning, she started rummaging around in the kitchen. She remembered that her grandfather had kept two axe chopping tools there.
After turning the kitchen upside down, Xiang Yu finally saw the two axe and a saw in the kitchen attic.
There was already some rust on the blades, so Xiang Yu fetched a basin of water and placed it next to the whetstone, then sharpened the two rusty axe blades.
This axe was made by an old blacksmith in the village. After just a sharpening, Xiang Yu found it to be extremely sharp.
The blade was shining coldly. After sharpening the knife, Xiang Yu pushed the cart towards the back mountain. When he arrived at the back mountain, Xiang Yu discovered that there were also many people from the village on the mountain.
They were chopping with axes in their hands.
Xiang Yu found a big tree that he could hug with both hands. It took him more than ten minutes to cut down the tree, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on his body.
Leaning the big tree against a wooden stake, Xiang Yu took the saw and started sawing. The coal she had bought before was enough for her to survive the blizzards and extreme cold periods.
But she had just arrived in the village, so she still had to pretend.
As there were many people on the mountain, Xiang Yu did not dare to put all the firewood into the space.
After the firewood was sawn into small piles, Xiang Yu loaded it onto the cart one by one, not even leaving out the branches. It took him three trips to transport it back.
With the firewood in the yard, Xiang Yu turned on the news and chopped wood while listening.
"God is ruthless, but people are kind. Just yesterday, two elderly people in Guangming Community, City B, were trapped in the snow for nearly three hours. Several students passing by rescued the two trapped elderly people regardless of the danger..."
"I would like to appeal to the general public, if you see this kind of situation on the road, please lend a helping hand."
"Think about your family members who work away from home, and think about your children who are left behind at home. If they encounter such a situation and no one lends them a helping hand, will you regret your indifference when you are separated from them forever?"
The phone rang at this time. Xiang Yu glanced at the screen and saw it was Chang Ming. After pressing the speakerphone, Xiang Yu answered his call.
Xiang Yu didn't say anything. Chang Ming on the other side waited for a while and when he saw Xiang Yu didn't say anything, he shouted, "Xiang Yu, are you back?"
His voice sounded weak, and it was obvious that he had been hungry for some time. Calculating the time, the school had been cutting meals for almost four days.
"I'm getting ready to go back. I brought you a lot of food," Chang Ming on the other end of the phone showed a look of surprise on his face.
"Okay, then I'll wait for you." According to Xiang Yu's dependence on him, he believed that even if it was snowing heavily, Xiang Yu would definitely come to him.
After hanging up the phone, Xiang Yu's mouth curled up, obviously in a good mood. She chopped the firewood quickly and moved it into the house, placing it in the room where she had lived before.
Now that Chang Ming had received her promise, he thought that she would really send him food. He would probably look forward to it every day in the future.
If he knew that I had lied to him, I wonder how he would collapse.
Chopping wood during the day and resting at night, Xiang Yu lives a fulfilling life every day.
At noon on the third day, when Xiang Yu was still chopping wood, a voice came from outside the iron gate, "Is anyone there?"
Xiang Yu opened the door with a hatchet in hand. Standing outside the door was an unfamiliar middle-aged man. When the man saw the door open, he looked into the house.
"Is your family home? I want to buy some food," the man said shiveringly. He was wearing a cotton coat that was not warm enough.
He was wearing a gray turtleneck sweater with the collar worn black, obviously it had not been taken off and washed for a long time.
Many villagers knew that she had returned to the village, and the man in front of her was probably not from their village.
"I'm the only one here, and I just moved here from the city. I don't have food, so you can go ask other families," Xiang Yu saw the lost look in the man's eyes.
When he heard that Xiang Yu had just come from the city recently, the man turned and left. He went to knock on the door of the great-grandmother's house next door.
The door was opened by a few children. "Are your parents home?" The children ran into the house, and soon a middle-aged man came out.
He looked somewhat familiar. He should be the great-grandmother's son. After the two talked for a while, he walked into the house and came out with a black bag in his hand.
The other party wanted to scan money to give him, but he refused, "Thank you, brother," the man kept thanking him.
"Brother, go back quickly. Every family has a few children. It's okay for adults to starve for a few days, but it will be troublesome if the children become hungry and have problems."
The man ran towards the village entrance carrying his things. In the next few days, people from the town would occasionally run to the surrounding villages.
I tried to buy some food from the villagers to take back home, after all, the food I bought from the supermarket was not enough to fill me up.
Someone knocked on Xiang Yu's door every few days.
In the morning, Xiang Yu went out to chop firewood as usual, but halfway through he met the family of the great-grandmother next door. The middle-aged man and Xiang Yu's father often played together when they were young.
Even though they had a falling out later, he still had some impression of Xiang Yu. "You must be Xiang Yu, you've grown up now. I heard you got admitted to Ivy League School. You're much more promising than my kid."
"Uncle Xiang, are you going to chop firewood?" Xiang Yu pushed the cart and looked at the backpacks carried by the five people.
"Yes, let's go to the mountain to chop wood. I know you are going to chop wood too, let's go together," the middle-aged man chatted with Xiang Yu all the way.
Originally, their family came back to visit their sick great-grandmother, but they were delayed for half a month. Later, heavy snow blocked the road and they could not go back, so they stayed here.
Uncle Xiang introduced several people to Xiang Yu.
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