In the next room.
Grandpa Zhang's daughter-in-law, Ma Cuihua, complained quietly to her husband, Zhang Changsheng, "Dad is really something, bringing just anyone into the house. What kind of good people can you find these days who have connections with the farm?"
Zhang Changsheng, with his eyes closed, muttered, "Why do you care so much? They won't be staying for more than a few days anyway, and they only get fifty cents a day!"
Ma Cuihua snorted softly, "It's only five cents. Look how much stuff they brought. Three big bags were stuffed full."
“Whatever other people have is theirs, it has nothing to do with us,” Zhang Changsheng said impatiently. “Stop thinking about things that don’t concern you.”
Ma Cuihua said angrily, "What was I thinking? I just thought those two were too stingy; they didn't even give their own child a piece of candy."
Zhang Changsheng frowned. "Go to sleep."
That wretched woman, always worrying about trivial matters and dreaming of wonderful things.
Ye Weiwei withdrew her mental energy and discussed with Huo Xiao how to go to the farm tomorrow.
Today I learned from Grandpa Zhang that you can't just go into the farm whenever you want. Because the people there have special statuses, you need to apply in advance if you want to visit relatives, and you can only go in after your application is approved.
Furthermore, anything brought in must undergo rigorous inspection.
"I never imagined that even after we've come all this way, it would still be so difficult to see each other."
Huo Xiao knew that Ye Weiwei was emotionally unstable and anxious, so he pulled her into his arms to comfort her and said, "Don't worry, we'll find a way. I promise that no matter what, I will get the things I brought for Mom and Dad into their hands."
If you can't get in through the normal procedure, then try another method.
It's only October, and it's already so cold here. My parents-in-law and brothers came in late spring and left in a hurry, so they probably didn't prepare any warm clothes or blankets. It's hard to imagine how they survived the winter without warm clothes and blankets.
Grandpa Zhang said that the houses on the farm were drafty, and every year several houses collapsed under the weight of heavy snow, and people often froze to death.
"Okay. Let's get some rest first. There's always a way to overcome difficulties." Ye Weiwei nestled in Huo Xiao's arms, feeling much more at ease.
The next day, the two got up very early. While Ye Weiwei was washing up, Huo Xiao went for a stroll around the village.
As usual, Zhang Dasao was given grain to help her make breakfast: corn porridge, a small dish of pickled radish, a small strip for each person, and a cornbread for each person.
Seeing that Ye Weiwei and Huo Xiao were not picky about the food, Ma Cuihua was quite surprised.
Then, when Ye Weiwei was packing her things, she accidentally revealed a "tattered" quilt made of patches and scraps of cloth in her package. After seeing it, Ma Cuihua lost much of her interest in the contents of Ye Weiwei and the other two's large packages.
After breakfast, Ye Weiwei and Huo Xiao each carried a bag and went to the vicinity of April Farm to scout out the situation.
As they approached the farm, the two were stopped by the gatekeeper. Huo Xiao went up to chat with him, and because Huo Xiao had given him a whole pack of cigarettes, the gatekeeper's attitude improved considerably, and he was happy to talk to Huo Xiao and the other man a little longer.
While they were talking, Ye Weiwei quickly extended her mental energy, trying to find her family.
Just as Grandpa Zhang had described, the farm was in a terrible state of mind. Some people were so thin they looked like skin and bones, as if a gust of wind could blow them away.
Moreover, Ye Weiwei's mental power also allowed her to see some ugly scenes.
A fat man with a greasy face was bullying a woman. While bullying her, the fat man cursed and complained that the woman was as lifeless as a dead fish. The woman being bullied had a numb expression and unfocused eyes, like a walking corpse.
After the man finished, he put on his clothes and threw a steamed bun on the ground like feeding a dog. The woman immediately picked up the bun, carefully put it in her pocket, tidied her hair, and left.
Ye Weiwei's spiritual power followed the woman, and she saw the woman carefully avoiding people all the way back to their house, where she gave the steamed buns she had obtained to the child on the kang (a heated brick bed).
The child was dark-skinned and thin, with an unnatural flush on his face. He took a cornbread, carefully broke it in half, and gave the larger half to the woman, saying, "Mom, let's eat together."
The woman pushed the little boy's hand back, saying, "You eat, Mom has already eaten."
The little boy looked only five or six years old, but his eyes showed an unusual maturity. "Mom, you're lying. You said you ate yesterday, but I heard your stomach growling loudly last night, and I saw you getting up secretly to drink water in the middle of the night."
The little boy stuffed half a cornbread into his mother's mouth, then took a big bite of the one in his own hand, saying as he ate, "Mom, have you forgotten? Dad told us to live well, you'll starve to death if you don't eat."
The woman couldn't hold back her tears any longer, and she hugged her son tightly, choking back sobs as she said, "Okay, let's eat together."
Ye Weiwei's eyes darkened, and she continued to use her mental energy to search for her family. However, her mental energy could only see a distance of one thousand meters. She searched the entire southeast region but found no one. It seemed that she could only try searching in the northwest region.
As her mental energy swept over the low, dilapidated houses once more, Ye Weiwei's heart sank. The conditions here were even worse than she had imagined.
Her impression of it was that, apart from the absence of a zombie virus, it wasn't much different from the apocalypse.
Ye Weiwei secretly tugged at Huo Xiao's sleeve. Huo Xiao confirmed the visiting time with the gatekeeper for ten days later and was about to leave when he suddenly heard a voice say, "Xiao Jiang, what are these two comrades doing here?"
Ye Weiwei felt an uncomfortable gaze fall on her. When she looked up, she saw a fat, overweight middle-aged man with a bulbous nose looking her up and down with disgusting eyes. His greasy gaze almost made her want to gouge out his eyes and stomp on them.
This man was the same one Ye Weiwei had seen with her spiritual power earlier.
Upon seeing the visitors, Xiao Jiang immediately greeted them obsequiously, "Section Chief Huang, these two are just here to inquire about some information. They want to know about the visiting hours, and I've already told them."
As Xiao Jiang spoke, she gestured with one hand behind her back, indicating to Ye Weiwei and Huo Xiao to hurry up and leave.
He knew all too well what kind of person Section Chief Huang was.
These two people are having incredibly bad luck today.
Section Chief Huang usually stays in his office and never goes to the gatehouse.
Look at his eyes, he's got his eye on that pretty woman.
well!
It seems unlikely that these two will be able to successfully visit the person inside.
In this farm, Section Chief Huang is the local tyrant. Whatever he wants, whatever he wants, how many people can escape his grasp?
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