"We can get a lot of various supplies, and they come from legitimate sources. There is no risk, so don't worry." Feng Qingxue nodded slightly.

Aunt Xu thought for a moment and said, "Well, my girl, you can bring some fine grains and rare supplies over. Those old guys are used to enjoying themselves, and they were born in troubled times. They have a lot of hidden things in their hands, but they have no way to get food, so they are all anxious."

"Okay, ma'am, I'll find a way to get it."

"You must be careful in what you do. It would be bad if you arouse covetousness."

Aunt Xu saw her out and watched her leave.

After she left, the old couple hurried back into the house and closed the door.

"Dad, when the salary is paid in a couple of days, send some food to each of the children. Send a telegram first to ask them to send money back. Qingxue feels sorry for us and is willing to help us, so we can't let her suffer any loss."

It is actually worse to have money than to be unable to sell the jewelry. At least with money you can buy expensive food on the black market.

Uncle Xu nodded and said, "Okay, the children's wages are not low, but the food standard is low. They will definitely be happy to use the money to buy food."

Aunt Xu sighed, "When will this day end?"

Uncle Xu held her hand and said nothing.

But when Feng Qingxue arrived at the door of the scrap collection station, Uncle Li and others had not come to work yet, and there were no pedestrians on the road outside the door. She pretended to take out two or three tofu-filled dumplings from her backpack and ate them with relish.

Halfway through the meal, I suddenly heard a swallowing sound from the side.

When Feng Qingxue looked up, she saw a skinny little boy of five or six years old standing there barefoot, swallowing his saliva. His two eyes, which seemed huge under his skin and bones, were staring at the bun in Feng Qingxue's hand, his face full of desire.

Seeing this situation, Feng Qingxue sighed and waved at him.

With a whoosh, the little boy ran to her and stopped, swallowing hard, "Sister..."

"Eat it." Feng Qingxue took out a big vegetarian bun from the backpack and gave it to him.

The little boy's eyes were shining like light bulbs, and he moved at a lightning speed. After he grabbed the bun, he felt embarrassed and said shyly, "Thank you, sister."

Feng Qingxue was amused and patted his head, "Eat it, it's given to you by your sister, you're welcome."

While the little boy was sitting next to her eating buns, Feng Qingxue also found out his name and current family situation.

His name is Zhao Tianqi, he is seven years old. Last year, his grandfather was sent to the countryside for labor reform. His parents divorced soon after and his father disappeared in the vast sea of ​​people. He and his mother lived in his grandfather's house and changed his surname to his mother's.

Now, besides his grandparents and mother, his family also has an uncle who is serving as a soldier in the frontier.

As soon as Feng Qingxue heard the word "demoted", she knew that this child came from a complicated background.

Those who are worthy of being demoted are either senior cadres or senior intellectuals and scientists.

Feng Qingxue was not seeking profit. After all, rehabilitation would be a matter of twenty years, so he listened to the child continue talking calmly.

"My uncle's name is Zhao Anbang, the same as Anbang Dingguo. He was very good at fighting, but I seldom saw him." Zhao Tianqi broke off a third of the bun and ate it himself. While eating, he said, "Sister, the buns are really delicious. After mom was taken away, grandma got sick again. I haven't eaten for a long time, and grandma hasn't eaten either. I'll leave the remaining buns for grandma."

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Feng Qingxue was shocked, "Your mother was taken away?"

Zhao Tianqi hummed softly, tears falling down his face, sobbing, "I haven't seen my mother for two days."

Feng Qingxue felt sad when she heard it.

At present, no news is the best news. Once there is news, it will definitely be bad news.