Zhang Xingrong nodded. "I see. Thank you, Aunt Feng. I'll go around and see if anyone needs jelly!"
"Be careful!"
Zhang Xingrong thanked her again and left. But she hadn't taken two steps when she ran into the old lady from last time. The old lady had given her a gold bracelet before, so she was deeply impressed.
But the old lady obviously didn't recognize her: "Girl, do you have anything to eat?"
"Yes!" Zhang Xingrong nodded. "Grandma, I have some jelly seeds and a few pounds of duck's feet millet. I can make porridge with them. What can you offer me in exchange?"
The old lady was instantly excited: "I have gold, do you want it?"
Of course Zhang Xingrong wanted it. This old lady seemed to have been well off in the past. Last time, it was a gold bracelet, and this time it was gold. She didn't feel bad about exchanging it for just a little food. But food is precious now. What's the point of keeping gold when you're hungry? In fact, the situation has improved in recent years, but some people are still very difficult.
The two of them came to a corner, and Zhang Xingrong gave the old lady five pounds of duck-foot millet and some jelly seeds, and received a piece of gold.
The old lady took the food and tears welled up in her eyes: "It would be nice for my son to have something good to eat before he dies."
"What happened to your son, old lady?" Zhang Xingrong asked curiously.
The old lady wiped her tears and said, "My son has a big stomach disease, and recently... recently he can't get up."
Potbelly disease? Zhang Xingrong immediately understood. Isn't this schistosomiasis? Potbelly disease was prevalent in some areas a few years ago, but it has improved somewhat in recent years. However, in some more remote areas, where the conditions are less favorable, some people still suffer from this disease.
"Auntie, I'm a medical student. If you believe me, take the things back first and come back to me later. I'll go with you to take a look." Zhang Xingrong suggested.
The old lady's cloudy eyes lit up: "Girl, can you really treat illnesses?"
"Yes!" Zhang Xingrong said, "Grandma, I'll walk around here for a while. You take your things back first."
“Okay, okay!”
The old lady left first, and Zhang Xingrong went back inside, carrying her things. She went to the place where she had met the child last time. The child was quite pitiful, and she was willing to help if she could.
I originally wanted to try my luck, but I didn't expect to actually see the child squatting in the corner.
The child had good eyesight and recognized Zhang Xingrong. When he saw her coming, he rushed over and said, "Sister!"
Zhang Xingrong was delighted to see the child actually speak: "It's you, you want to buy something to eat?"
The little boy nodded vigorously and took out the pennies he had. Zhang Xingrong took him to a corner, gave him a small bag of jelly seeds and a few pounds of duck's foot millet, and taught him how to make these things.
The children were very excited to get so much food.
"Hide them separately," Zhang Xingrong explained. After asking him a few more questions, she learned the child's name was Zhao Yongzi, eight years old. He no longer had parents, but he had a twin sister. The siblings usually earned money by moving coal and other chores. When they couldn't make enough, they went to the mountains outside the city to find food. If they couldn't find anything, they would boil leaves into soup.
After she finished listening, her eyes became a little hot: "I will be back in a few days, you can come again then."
Zhao Yongzi was very smart and experienced. He wrapped the things separately in rags and hid them on his body. He said goodbye to Zhang Xingrong before leaving.
Zhang Xingrong watched the people leave before packing up and leaving.
After getting out of the dead end, she went out for a while and made two more deals, but then she had nothing to sell.
I had just finished my business when I unexpectedly ran into a group of aggressive people.
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