After obtaining the villagers' consent, Yun Jianhua nodded with satisfaction, then pointed to the two handcarts parked nearby.
There were some cardboard boxes piled on the rickshaw, and they were all filled with food.
The villagers had already noticed the rickshaws.
Yun Jianhua now pointed over there, and the villagers' eyes all fell on those big cardboard boxes. They were all curious about what good things were inside the boxes.
"Have you seen those two rickshaws? They're full of gifts that Old Madam Chu has prepared for everyone. They're all good things. Now please line up and each family can take one."
Yun Jianhua announced as he walked towards the rickshaw.
More than a hundred villagers began to line up consciously, and the long line was like a winding giant snake.
Yunmian was standing in the queue, her little body drowned out by the crowd, held by her grandmother's hand.
Afraid that the adults would step on her, Mei Cuiping simply hugged her with both hands and protected her in front of her.
Yunmian felt like she had a big mountain behind her, feeling safe and secure. She raised her head and looked at her grandmother with her big round eyes.
"Grandma, are you familiar with that old lady Chu?"
I noticed that after grandma saw Old Madam Chu, her eyes never left Old Madam Chu.
Mei Cuiping smiled and replied, "That old lady Chu was grandma's good friend. When she was young, she came to our Xiushui Village to work in the fields. Grandma and she had a very good relationship at that time. We often worked in the fields together and even went up the mountain to pick wild mushrooms together."
As she spoke, Mei Cuiping frowned.
"When she was young, Madam Chu was a great beauty. She was good at singing and dancing, and she was also very talented in writing. The production team would always invite Madam Chu to perform on stage for every art performance. I haven't seen her for over 20 years. Madam Chu has aged a lot, looks much thinner and haggard, and now sits in a wheelchair. Grandma didn't even recognize her just now."
Yunmian heard her grandmother sigh heavily.
"Later, Madam Chu followed her husband back to Yucheng. Grandma thought she had lived well in Yucheng all these years. Mianmian, after you receive the gifts, grandma will take you to talk to Madam Chu."
"OK."
Thinking that grandma was a good friend of Old Madam Chu, Yun Mian responded obediently.
With a "swish", the sound of a knife cutting through a cardboard box was heard. The villagers who were waiting in line widened their eyes. When Yun Jianhua opened all the cartons on the cart, the villagers were immediately delighted.
The cardboard box contained malted milk, biscuits and candies packaged in plastic cans, which looked very high-end.
"Mom, I want cookies, I want fruit candy, and I want malted milk."
The fat boy from the Wang family was staring with his eyes wide open, drooling, shaking his mother Chen Dongxiang's arm, and shouting for food.
Among the other children who were queuing with their parents, there were also some who were shouting like the fat boy from the Wang family.
Mei Cuiping looked down at her precious granddaughter and noticed that she glanced at the rickshaw and then looked away, her little face calm and unmoved.
This poor girl must have never eaten it before, so she was unmoved by what she saw.
Mei Cuiping imagined a scene in her mind of Yunmian being homeless, hungry and cold, and then said to Yunmian with a distressed look on her face, "Mianmian, when grandma has money in the future, I will buy you lots of malted milk, candy, and cookies."
Yunmian: “…”
Why do I feel like grandma suddenly becomes a little weird?
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