"Lao Su, Lao Qiao, let's go."
Not long after dinner, Cai Qing, Zhou Meihua, Old Feng and his grandson Zi Lu sneaked to Qiao's house together in the dark.
Su Huaiyuan and Su Ze were planing wood outside the house. All the wood had been measured and was waiting to be repaired into the required shape.
"You've come just in time."
Su Huaiyuan quickly asked Cai Qing to come over. With one more person to help, the cars for his two grandsons could be made faster.
In fact, without Su Huaiyuan's call, Cai Qing had already run over to get off the boat.
Lao Feng came with a kitchen knife. If there were no other tools, either a kitchen knife or a hatchet would work.
They each took a piece of wood to chop and chop, and Qiao Jiuru invited Feng Zilu to come over to the lit fire to roast and eat sweet potatoes.
"Brother, brother, come here."
"Brother, sit down."
Dabao and Xiaobao are particularly familiar with Brother Feng Zilu. When they see him, they greet him warmly and familiarly, and call him in a baby voice.
Feng Zilu saw that Dabao and Xiaobao were also smiling, so he hurried over to them. These grandpas are in good health and have enough food at home, so they are no longer so worried, afraid, and helpless.
Moreover, his grandfather now only needs an egg, a bowl of brown sugar water, a meal of fine grains, and bacon.
Grandpa secretly showed him the food hidden at home and told him that they would never be short of food again, so he ate more. Wait until the end of the year, and then make a new warm quilt and a set of cotton clothes for him.
Feng Zilu's grandfather said that as long as he was well, he would give up everything.
Seeing his grandson like this, Grandpa Feng felt extremely heartbroken. He couldn't do this again. He had to at least raise his grandson and watch him grow up.
"Lao Zhou, Zilu, come over here and warm yourself by the fire and have something to eat."
As soon as Feng Zilu sat down, Qiao Jiuru stuffed a few biscuits into his pocket.
"Thank you, Grandma Qiao."
The child shyly thanked Qiao Jiuru politely. Grandma Qiao had fed him many times.
Sometimes it is eggs, sometimes it is White Rabbit milk candy, sometimes it is biscuits, and sometimes it is steamed buns. These are all good things.
Grandma Qiao is a good person.
He just helped to look after his two younger brothers, Dabao and Xiaobao, and Grandma Qiao treated him like her own grandson.
"Zilu should eat more."
Qiao Jiuru knew that the child was very sensible, and was worried that he would not dare to eat in order to save food.
"Grandma, my grandpa said the same thing. Don't worry, we are all well fed."
Feng Zilu knew that this was all for his own good, so he nodded and assured him that he really had enough to eat every day.
This child is really well-behaved and very sensible.
Qiao Jiuru couldn't help but touch his little head. A child without parents would have no one to feel sorry for him.
"Zilu, you won't be wrong if you listen to your grandmother Qiao. You are still young and don't need to worry about food. The adults will take care of it."
Zhou Meihua felt sorry for the child, but they didn't have much ability and didn't have many opportunities to help him.
Now things are better, because of Qiao Jiuru's relationship with the production team, the production team secretly helps them, and their lives are much better.
Feng Zilu nodded, feeling more at ease.
Over there, Su Huaiyuan, Cai Qing, Su Ze and Lao Feng were all skilled and there was strength in numbers. After two hours of hard work, all the wood was ready.
"Hurry up and set it up and see."
Cai Qing worked very hard and did not use any nails at all, relying entirely on the mortise and tenon structure. It was a pity that there were no wheels.
Needless to say, everyone was eager to build the cart bed.
In less than half an hour, a small bed was built.
This small trolley bed is actually a frame with a row of wooden boards. The wind is not that strong now, so there is no need to block the wind.
Everyone gathered around the small cart bed to look at it. Dabao and Xiaobao were so excited that they were put in to test the car and the bed.
Even Feng Zilu was carried in by Su Ze. The two children, one big and two small, were sitting inside and were extremely happy.
But it was too late now, and Cai Qing and the others hurried back soon.
After seeing off Cai Qing and the others, the Su family also hurried to rest.
"Take a look."
"This is a letter from Uncle Song."
In the space, Qiao Jiuru handed the letter from Mr. Song to her husband. She was in a very good mood.
In the evening, she would add a few more pieces of bacon to the fried potatoes and a few more steamed eggs, which made Su Ze and Zhou Wanwan very happy.
When Dabao and Xiaobao came back, they had already eaten meat porridge, so they didn't eat a single bite of the food.
Qiao Jiuru and Su Huaiyuan had their own special meals in the space every morning and evening, so naturally their son and daughter-in-law didn't fight for food.
The old couple ate so little that Su Ze and Zhou Wanwan were quite worried at first and kept persuading them to eat more, but in the end, she couldn't persuade them at all. Later, they found that Qiao Jiuru and Su Huaiyuan were in better mental and physical condition than them, so they gradually felt relieved.
"Demoted?! Okay, okay, he has one too."
Su Huaiyuan quickly finished reading the letter in the book, let out a breath, and couldn't help but applaud, feeling very relieved.
He really never expected that the person who reported him was someone he had a good relationship with. If he was the only one harmed, but his family was harmed by this person, Su Huaiyuan could not forgive him.
"That's not a good place. You do the most work there, eat very badly, and live in a place that's not even close to being good. If you don't bring enough clothes and quilts, if you don't have enough money, tickets, and food, you don't know if you can come back."
The most important thing is that Liu Mingliang has severed relations with his wife, son and daughter-in-law because of the quarrel. It is hard to say whether these family members will often send him money and things in the future.
Without relatives to send things or money, life would be particularly difficult. Anyway, if I didn't die, I would be disabled.
In his previous life, Qiao Jiuru had experienced this deeply: despair, helplessness, and lack of hope. She believed that it was Liu Mingliang's turn to have a taste of it in this life.
“You deserve it.”
Su Huaiyuan had no sympathy for such people. If they had the ability, they could compete on their own instead of using such dirty and shameless tricks.
"Besides him, there's also your classmate. Our whole family has not been spared, and it's also because of this person."
Qiao Jiuru did not forget that someone had reported Su Huaiyuan against her.
Fang Jiahai.
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