"Yaoyao, why are you old?"

Song Yi stopped the car and the fat man quickly got out of the car. When the tricycle behind approached, he realized that the familiar figure just now was his fiancé Qiu Yao.

"Hey, you stupid! Why don't you answer if I call you?"

At this time, Qiu Yao, whose faces were flushed by the cold wind on the tricycle, jumped out of the car, shaved a fierce look at Song Yi and complained.

Before she came, she called Song Yi a lot, but no one answered.

In desperation, he took people to chase the car on a tricycle. Fortunately, it was a rural road, and Song Yi and the others were not driving quickly, otherwise they would have missed a big deal.

"Impossible, I have my phone on it!"

After hearing Qiu Yao say this, Song Yi defended him unjustly. As a result, he took out his phone and found that he had encountered his phone at some point, but he had not answered the phone.

In addition to Qiu Yao's, there are also his father Song Qinghui's.

"this……"

Song Yi was speechless in an instant.

"Look, you still don't admit it!"

Seeing Song Yi feeling a little guilty, although Qiu Yao was still scolding her, she clearly had a strong smile in her eyes.

"Sister-in-law, what are you doing?"

The fat man couldn't stand it anymore and said quickly.

"When the villagers heard that you were going to support Wuhan, you took the initiative to donate twenty large fat pigs at your house, so everyone wanted to make some efforts. Every household did their best to donate supplies! There were instant noodles, mineral water, rice, noodles, bacon, and some radishes and vegetables grown by their own plants. I originally called your brother and asked you to wait at the factory. We sent it here, but we didn't know that the phone could not be reached, so we chased after it."

Qiu Yao pointed to the several full-load tricycles behind and explained.

"Really! That's great."

The fat man laughed immediately when he heard this.

Although these materials are not large and cannot solve all problems at once, they can more or less help some people.

“It’s so good for fellow villagers!”

Song Yi, who was standing beside him, was also moved.

"Wuhan is in trouble now, and everyone sees it and is anxious. This time, when I heard that you were going to support Wuhan, I delivered the things to the township government as soon as possible. Everyone said that you were going to deliver these things to the people who needed the most to help them overcome the difficulties!"

"Why are you still standing there? Put the things in the car quickly and we can send them there!"

The fat man quickly opened the back door of the car.

"That's it! Help load the car!"

So on the rural road in the village, the group began to get the car busy.

Fortunately, this refrigerated truck is large enough, and the 20 heads from Fatty's house were slaughtered and cut into pieces, and packed, otherwise it would not be able to fit in this way.

It took about half an hour to carry and pack the supplies, and we put them on the car together.

The entire refrigerated truck is now fully equipped!

"Wait! Wait a minute!"

Who knew that when the things were packed and were about to set off, another urgent shout came from the road far behind him.

Everyone looked back and saw a little sheep electric car driving towards Zi.

Everyone looked at me, and I looked at you, and questions arose in their minds!

This is?

Who is it?

So everyone turned their attention to the speeding little sheep electric car.

Two minutes later, the little lamb braked and stopped in front of everyone, almost falling down.

There were two people on the battery car, a little girl and an elderly grandma.

"Sakura! Grandma Yang, why are you here?"

Qiu Yao immediately recognized the two people on the electric car.

Song Yi and Fatty also recognized the two of them and quickly walked over to help support the electric car because they saw that there were two people carrying the electric car, and there was a large white woven bag on the front foot pedal.

"You two have come here like this?"

"Yes! Sakura, it's so cold, why did you bring Grandma Yang for?"

The two of them asked curiously.

"Sister Yaoyao, Brother Song Yi, Brother Dongyang! It's not me, it's grandma..."

Sakura, who is only sixteen years old this year, was a little anxious when she heard this and quickly wanted to explain.

As a result, Grandma Yang, who was sitting in the back seat, spoke at this time.

"No matter what the girl is doing, I'm going to come by an old lady!"

As soon as these words came out, the three of them became even more confused.

Grandma Yang's native name is Yang Defen. She is 72 years old this year. She is from the generation of three fat people. Although she is not a relative, she always watches her growing up. When she was a child, the three of them were taken care of by the elderly a lot.

Grandma Yang is a family member of a military martyr, the old man is a veteran, and later died of illness. Her son is also a soldier. She became a martyr at a young age.

Now that the elderly live alone, the villagers usually help take care of the elderly.

Sakura is the child of Grandma Yang's house next door, not her biological granddaughter.

The three of them really couldn't figure out what the old man was rushing over to do at this time!

"Grandma Yang, it's so cold, go back quickly! Don't catch a cold..."

When Qiu Yao saw the old man's white hair, she was very worried and hurriedly persuaded her.

"Yes! Mother-in-law, go back and cook the fire!"

Song Yi also said immediately.

"By the way! Cut my house for lunch and killed Heido Pig today. I called my mom to make something delicious for you!"

The fat man also walked over to support the old man's hand and persuaded him.

At such an old age, it would be very troublesome if you catch a cold.

The three of them are really worried!

"Oh! You guys don't make a fuss, I'm not sure about it. Let Yangwazi help me down."

At that time, Grandma Yang looked calm and comforted the three of them.

Fatty, Song Yi and Qiu Yao were a little amused and crying.

"Mother-in-law, please slow down!"

Unable to bear, the fat man had to sit down, and Song Yi and Qiu Yao also came to help. The three of them slowly helped the old man out of the car.

"You bring this pocket to Wuhan!"

After getting off the car, Grandma Yang stood firm and then pointed to the white pocket of the electric car.

"Ah? What is this?"

The fat man curiously lifted his pocket, but when he bought it, he found that the bag had some key points.

"This is the bacon I made before the Chinese New Year, and the old hen I asked Sakura's father to help him kill today."

Grandma Yang explained.

"Ah? You killed the old hen that laid eggs on the roof?"

Qiu Yao was shocked when she heard this.

Because she participated in poverty alleviation work in the town last year, she knew the situation of Grandma Yang’s house. She was old and had no source of income, and she relied on various government subsidies. Then she grew vegetables and raised chickens by herself and took care of herself.

There are four or five old hens who place orders at home, who usually sell some eggs to subsidize their household income.

Now that the old hen is killed, what will happen to the old man’s life in the future?

"What do you want? Mother-in-law, what will you do in the future! Kill the old hen!"

As he said that, the fat man and Song Yi quickly opened the bag to check. Sure enough, there were some bacon and a few old hens inside.

"Oh! I'll kill the chicken and feed it again! It's nothing to do! Take this meat and give it to those in Wuhan who need it!"

Grandma Yang said, while lifting her cotton jacket and taking out a bulging small cloth bag.

Before everyone could react to the killing of chickens, Grandma Yang took out a bundle of red hundred-dollar bills from the small cloth bag.

"Mother-in-law, your paws?"

The fat man was a little confused and asked quickly.

Unexpectedly, Grandma Yang stuffed the money into the fat man's hands.

"There are two thousand dollars here. You can also help me cut Wuhan and donate it to the government! I don't get much money, that's all, don't think it's too small!"
To be continued...