The next morning, Gu Qinghuan got up early and cooked a pot full of corn barley porridge, which was actually corn porridge with purple kidney beans in it.

Although it is coarse grain, it is delicious. Gu Qinghuan in his previous life liked it. It is soft, sticky, sweet, and every bite is filled with the fragrance of corn.

I also steamed a pot of steamed buns made from two-grain flour, each one was fluffy and soft.

The family had breakfast on the new kang-shaped bed in the east room, with each person having a bowl of corn porridge and plenty of big steamed buns.

Dabao and Beibei ate a full bowl of corn porridge and a steamed bun, and stopped only when they could not eat any more. Gu Qinghuan quickly asked them to go out to digest the food.

The two little ones took the initiative to take over the task of washing dishes, and Gu Qinghuan was happy and relaxed.

Xu Huaian had his usual good appetite and ate two bowls of rice barley porridge and three big steamed buns.

After the meal, Gu Qinghuan gave him a bowl of spiritual spring water with medicine as usual.

It seems that Xu Huai'an's mood has stabilized in the past two days. He is not as emotional as when we first met.

It seems that the spiritual spring water and medicine are helpful to him.

After cleaning up, Gu Qinghuan sneaked into the space and cooked a pot of lean meat porridge in a clay pot. This was lunch prepared for her mother and grandmother.

After getting Xu Huaian's discharge certificate and ID from Dabao, Gu Qinghuan prepared to go to the county with his bags.

"I have to go to the county today to buy supplies for the winter, and I have to pick them up, but I won't be back until the evening.

I cooked some extra barley porridge and steamed buns for you in the morning. You can heat them up and eat them at noon. I will make delicious food for you when I come back in the evening.

I'm not at home. No matter who calls you, don't open the door. We have enough food and drink at home now, so you don't have to worry about it. Also, talk to dad more."

For the first time in her life, Gu Qinghuan felt a sense of anxiety.

She left the two little kids at home, fearing that something might happen to them, but it was not convenient for her to take them with her.

The two little ones nodded their heads repeatedly and reluctantly sent her out the door.

"Mom, come back early." Beibei looked anxiously through the crack of the door for a long time until Gu Qinghuan walked away.

As usual, Gu Qinghuan went to the educated youth site to borrow a car from Chen Jianghe. I am the boss and I am not embarrassed, but others are.

Why walk if you can solve the problem with just two cents?

Chen Jianghe was in the house today. When he heard that she wanted to borrow the car, he said generously, "Just take it if you want to use it. You don't have to pay me."

Hearing this, Jiang Xue cursed Gu Qinghuan from head to toe in her heart, calling her a vixen who seduced Jiang He even after getting married.

Gu Qinghuan quickly waved his hands and said, "Don't say that. What is the relationship between us? I can't stand it."

"Leave the money here. I'll take the bike first and return it to you in the evening."

Practice makes perfect, and the bike becomes more and more smooth as time goes by.

Gu Qinghuan's first stop was the Ministry of Civil Affairs of the county government, where he found the Veterans Affairs Department.

The staff in this department are quite free and even have time to drink tea.

She directly explained her purpose and handed over the relevant documents. The owner did not make things difficult for her. After checking, he immediately approved a note for her and told her to go to the finance department to collect the money.

Before leaving, he asked her, "Comrade, if you are really having difficulties in life, remember to report to the government. If it is true, we can increase the amount of subsidies as appropriate."

This comrade's family also served in the army, so he sympathized with the soldiers. He had just read Xu Huai'an's information, learned about his illness, and realized that this family might have lost its main labor force.

Or maybe Gu Qinghuan's clothes were too simple, with large patches stuck to small patches, which led to misunderstanding.

She also wanted to come here to collect the money, so she didn't want to dress too fancy, so she still wore her old clothes.

In fact, from Xu Huaian's few words, we can see that he does not want to trouble the government, otherwise he would not have been discharged from the army for so long and never come to collect pension.

Therefore, it would be difficult for Gu Qinghuan to help him apply for subsidies.

"Thank you, comrade. The child's father doesn't want to trouble the government too much, so he hasn't come to collect his pension in the two years since he retired from the army.

There was nothing I could do this time. His illness was getting worse and worse, and he was already unconscious. I wanted to take him to a big hospital, so I took the initiative to come here and collect the money.

I will not apply for the grant. I will leave it to those who need it more. Thank you."

When she goes out, Gu Qinghuan gives herself an identity and looks like a simple country woman.

The people in the entire office were in awe when they heard her "story". They thought that a military comrade of this era had a military comrade, and she was such a respectable military comrade.

"Is it the comrade named Xu Huai'an? I remember him. When I was sorting out the information before, I wondered why he never came to collect his pension. So this is what happened."

"Comrade, is this enough for your medical treatment? These two yuan are a small token of my appreciation."

"I'll give you one piece."

"I don't have any money today, here are some ration tickets..."

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People in the office stood up and donated generously, one dollar at a time.

Gu Qinghuan was startled.

I've heard about it on TV before, but this is the first time I've truly felt the innocence of people of this era.

I think those who work in the government are all people of good family background.

She waved her hands in confusion: "No, no, it's not easy for all of you, why should I ask you for money?"

After saying this, she ran away quickly as if escaping.

The clerk who had just helped her with the application came after her with the money everyone had pooled together.

Gu Qinghuan insisted on not accepting it. After much persuasion, the other party took back the money and made it difficult for her to remember 俯ying.

Gu Qinghuan's heart was filled with an indescribable feeling.

The world is broken, but it is always being patched up.

There are people like Liu Guifang who don't even care about her own son, and there are also people like me who generously donate money to strangers.

At this moment, she suddenly felt that the world she lived in had become very real. Every person was flesh and blood and truly existed.

It has been two years and three months since Xu Huaian retired from the army.

Five dollars a month, a total of four hundred and five dollars.

A little more than Gu Qinghuan had imagined.

These four hundred yuan just made up for the gap she had spent before.

And I will receive five yuan every month in the future, which is great.

After receiving the money, Gu Qinghuan prepared to mail the things for his uncle first.

Arriving at the county post office, Gu Qinghuan found the address of his uncle's family from his original body's notes.

I wrote a letter temporarily and put it in the package and sent it over.

In fact, there are only a few words in the word "攏共".

If you want to help collect the fine grain, please reply to my letter.

The final signature is: even number.

At first glance, the letter seems incomprehensible, but my uncle is well-educated and will definitely understand it at a glance.

If this letter is read with an even number, the meaning changes: If you receive the food, reply.

She was afraid that if her uncle was under surveillance, even his letters would be checked, so she wanted to use this method to find out about his current situation without letting him get the food.

After all, when we were released, my grandparents and mother were relatively less criticized, but my eldest uncle and his wife were the worst off. The higher-ups directly named them and sent them to the most difficult place for reform.

After I finished writing the letter and sent it off along with the package, it was almost noon.