Li Zhenguang leaned down, took out two large lunch boxes and a plastic bag from the space, using the locker under the stove to make an appearance.

Then, I took a large half of the fish and put it in a lunch box.

He stuffed all the steamed buns into another one.

Only then did he put both lunch boxes into plastic bags and handed them to the old man.

The old man immediately came to his senses and understood his intentions.

His eyes were suddenly moist, the corners of his mouth trembled, and he couldn't speak for a long time.

"Alright, with your firewood, I can finish this meal, thank you. ”

Li Zhenguang waited for the old man to take it and said with a smile.

The old man didn't say anything, just nodded slightly, and then took the boy's hand and left.

"Alas!"

Li Zhenguang sighed and put all the firewood into the space.

I didn't want to accept these things, but I was afraid of hurting the other party's self-esteem, so I had to spend more time tossing.

He thinks that he is not a saint, and he cannot make a vow to save all sentient beings.

However, along the way, when you see such scenes, you will still choose to help without hesitation.

He looked at the wreckage in the pot.

Steamed fish, there is still a small half, about a third of the appearance.

After a little more processing, you can still barely survive a meal.

The staple food is gone.

All the steamed buns were stuffed into the lunch box by him and let the other party take them away.

Fortunately, there are still a lot of refrigerated goods in the space, and then continue to heat up.

He took out a few steamed buns again, put them in another pot, and continued to steam.

Of course, while waiting, he will not sit in a daze.

A small round table, along with a few folding chairs, was removed from the space and placed on the grass by the stream.

Then, a dozen cold beers, still bubbling cold, were also placed on it.

A simple picnic was made.

He sat down comfortably.

"Smack!"

I opened it and listened to the cold beer, poured a few large sips, and felt the refreshing taste and coolness.

"Whew!"

Only then did he take a long breath and release the previous pity and intolerance together.

Then, half a cod was served and the culinary journey began.

The taste of cold-water cod is really delicious.

Snow-white, flaky flesh with juicy and fatty fat.

As soon as it enters the mouth, it does not need to be chewed carefully, and it turns into a ball of elixir and jade liquid and slides into the abdomen.

Compared with its counterparts in the warmer seas, it is more sweet and aromatic.

No wonder it can become the backbone of a country's industry.

Li Zhenguang tasted the food with relish, and at the same time had a different mind.

He secretly wondered in his heart: "If it is used to make sauerkraut fish, I don't know what the taste will be?

Just as his mind was full of thoughts, there were footsteps in the distance.

Turn your head and look up.

It turned out that it was the old man with the boy and the lunch box that came over from there again.

"This boy, thank you for your meal, these two boxes have been cleaned, and now I will send them back to you. ”

The old man walked over and said nervously.

Only then did Li Zhenguang determine that they were looking for themselves.

So, he quickly got up, brought the chair over, put it next to them, and said softly, "Sit down! You can take this lunch box back and use it, I have a lot of it here." ”

The old man was stunned for a moment, and sat down stiffly.

At the same time, hold the boy on your lap.

For a while, I didn't know what to say, and a look of unease appeared on my face.

Li Zhenguang didn't speak again, went straight to the cabinet behind him, took out two big red apples from it, and handed them to them.

At the same time, he said with a smile: "This is the fruit I picked on the mountain in front of me, taste it, how does it taste?"

The old man hesitated for a moment, as if he had the intention to refuse, but he seemed to think of something.

In the end, he accepted his kindness, stretched out his hands to take the apple, and handed it to the boy.

With loving eyes, he motioned for him to pick it up and eat it.

Perhaps, as the saying goes, a child's sixth sense is generally more accurate.

The boy could feel the kindness released by Li Zhenguang, coupled with the encouragement of his parents on the side, so he took an apple and nibbled on it with relish.

While eating, he stared at Li Zhenguang curiously.

He was full of affection for the man in front of him.

Today, it is precisely because I met him that I have the opportunity to eat such delicious food.

I really ate a full meal.

This is something that has never happened since I became sensible.

Their ancestors and grandchildren, who depended on each other in this wild land, began to worry about the food of the day as soon as they woke up every morning.

Not to mention such delicious food, even unpalatable and satisfying things are difficult to maintain.

Occasionally, his grandfather would take him to a small town far, far away to buy some necessities.

The streets were full of fragrant smells, but they never broke the bank.

Because I don't have the money, I can't afford those things.

The money from the sale of firewood is only enough to maintain the basic living expenses.

Therefore, they only entered the town once after a long interval.

Of course, these are secondary.

What makes him sad the most is that the children in the town have parents, but why don't they have them?

I heard my grandfather say that I have it myself, but I have never seen it.

It is said that they went to a far, far away place, and they don't know when they will be able to come back?

The boy eats an apple while immersing himself in his fantasies.

The old man sat there and chatted with Li Zhenguang.

Interpersonal relationships are like this, once you start to have normal communication, you will talk and do things more casually.

After some understanding, Li Zhenguang learned the names of the old man and the boy.

It turned out that the old man's name was Wu Qiwen, and the boy's name was Wu Quantong.

The family lives nearby, within a radius of dozens of miles, and there is only one family.

Li Zhenguang rubbed Wu Quantong's little brain melon, and asked softly: "Is it delicious? If it's delicious, uncle still has it here, wait and bring more back." ”

"Delicious, thank you uncle. ”

The boy took another big bite of the apple and replied happily.

Wu Qiwen looked at him and was very conflicted.

However, he did not make any hints of rejection to his grandson.

This hard-working child, since his parents disappeared, has never lived a good life with him.

He, a grandfather, only has endless guilt and helplessness in his heart.

Today, it is rare to meet such a noble person and let him live a luxurious life for a day, how can he bear to stop it?

He did not suspect Li Zhenguang's ulterior motives.

After all, the other party is so young, and he has brought his family with him, and he has been hiding here for so many years.

This time, everyone's chance encounter was absolutely accidental.

It stands to reason that he shouldn't be from that side, so he doesn't need to be wary of so much.

However, the stakes are too high for him to be careless.