After Lamei came down from the tree, she also listened to the crowd under the shroud of the spatial passage. She listened to the discussion of the people in the pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info, and it was only then that she realized what a reckless thing she had done.

He is a reborn person, and he has a spatial passage back and forth, knowing everything in his past and present lives.

But knowing it doesn't mean that people in previous lives knew it. Even people who came from that period and remembered deeply, such as Wang Changfeng, did not believe that their ancestors would live in a difficult period for three years and still needed food!

In their minds, ghosts don't need to eat food. And expressed great suspicion about her, a "white-haired old grandmother"!

Lamei began to wonder if it was a mistake to raise donations in this life?!

But the words have already been spoken, the matter has been done, even if it is a mistake, it is considered a monster, and the play must be played - because in reality there is a real need for food, and there is nothing you can do about it!!

That night, Lamei looked from house to house under the shroud of the spatial passage. I saw that under the door of most people's homes, there were more or less grain bags in cloth bags. There is wheat, and there is corn, but there are not many of them.

It turned out that, just as Wang Changfeng said, people regarded the "white-haired grandmother" as a demon and their ancestors as ghosts.

Ghosts don't eat food, and the "white-haired grandmother" who asks for food doesn't know what to do. I was afraid that she would really take it herself, so she gave a little symbolically.

Lamei is not too little, and there is still a little complacency: just give some, in the year of the great famine, a little food can live for a while. This is a free donation, and you don't need to bear the pressure of paying off your debts.

And as long as there is something to give, it proves that your "manifestation" has received the effect, and you can further operate and implement your own words!

I'm sorry, folks, fathers and folks in my previous life! It's not that I have to disturb you, it's that people in reality really need your help.

Under the shroud of the space channel, Lamei is skewered from door to door, and as long as there is food placed under the gate, it will be collected into the space channel.

In accordance with Lamei's instructions, all the houses turned off the door lights and the electric lights in the house and courtyard, and it was pitch black under the gate.

Even so, Lamei still has an extra heart: there are still props to dress up the white-haired old lady in the space passage, and in order to implement the white-haired grandmother in the space passage, she dressed herself up as the white-haired old lady when she rescued Wang Li in the space passage.

Then he flashed out of the space passage, stroked the food bag under the door with his hand, and with a movement of his mind, the food bag was instantly moved into the space. In this way, even if someone finds out, they will think of her as a god.

This thing is inherently mysterious, so let it be mystical and mysterious, so that people can't figure out the truth here.

After receiving the food in her previous life, Lamei traveled to reality again, and according to the name on the note, she sent the donated food to the door of the people in reality.

When they got up early the next day, the families who received the food were both shocked and happy. Because of the experience of receiving the iron pot and ears of corn, they all knew that it was sent by the white-haired grandmother, and they all burned incense and kowtowed to the white-haired grandmother in their own homes at the first time.

At breakfast, receiving food has become a hot topic of discussion:

"Sister-in-law, the white-haired grandmother brought food to my family again last night. Xue Honglian hugged the three-eared jar and excitedly said to Gu Xiumei, Wang Changcheng's wife behind her: "It's served in a cloth bag, I checked it, and it has to be about fifty catties." ”

Gu Xiumei: "My family also received it, not as much as yours, it is twenty catties of wheat, I weighed it, and the skin is still high and dripping!"

"My family also received it, it's forty pounds. Thank you very much for the goodness of the white-haired grandmother!" the widow replied with a red face.

Jing Huan, who was standing behind them, heard this, his face turned red, and he hurriedly left and stood at the end of the line.

"Forty catties what, corn or wheat?" Xue Honglian asked.

Widow: "It's wheat." ”

Xue Honglian: "I really envy you." Seeing Wang Changsuo coming over, he asked again, "Brother Changsuo, did your family receive food last night?"

Wang Changsuo: "I got it." ”

Xue Honglian: "What kind of grain did you harvest?"

Wang Changsuo: "It's corn, there are about forty catties." ”

Xue Honglian: "What about Aunt Shuo?"

Wang Changsuo: "I also received it, it's about 30 catties of corn." ”

Xue Honglian: "This is strange, the white-haired grandmother originally took good care of your family, why didn't she give you wheat? And the amount is not as much as mine, and my family has collected fifty catties of corn!"

Xue Honglian was not without pride when she spoke: she inquired around, and her family received more grain, although it was not as good as the wheat she received, but in the year of the great famine, it didn't matter if the coarse grain and fine grain were fine, no matter how good the fine grain was, one pound could not withstand two catties!

However, she still felt confused about Wang Changsuo's family, who was often taken care of by the white-haired grandmother, who did not receive wheat and less than her own.

Wang Changsuo smiled: "It's very good to have corn, it's not good to pick it up for nothing?!"

The widow answered and said, "I have asked a few households, and everyone has received different things. There is wheat, there is corn, some is more, some is less. Unlike when the iron pot was divided into ears of corn, it was basically divided according to the population, and everyone was the same. ”

Gu Xiumei: "I also asked a few households, and it is true. I haven't received anything yet, as if there's something to say here. ”

Xue Honglian: "What can you say? It must be that the white-haired grandmother is not pious enough!"

Widow: "Red Lotus, when you say this, I think of something. After receiving the food, I burned incense and kowtowed to the white-haired grandmother at home.

"It is said that the white-haired grandmother is often in Lamei's house, and we will be our companions, and then burn incense for the white-haired grandmother in Lamei's house, and bow down and bow down. ”

Xue Honglian: "Just go, anyway, it's a matter of early and late to eat!"

So, Xue Honglian, Gu Xiumei, and the widow went to the Lamei House to burn incense and kowtow.

This made Lamei very moved.

Considering that in the past life, modern people used woven bags, and there are very few cloth bags. In order to facilitate the collection of donations in the future, and also to give an explanation to the people in the previous life, Lamei said to everyone who came to burn incense:

"The white-haired grandmother said that she was collecting donations elsewhere, and in order to give an explanation to the donors, she asked you to return the donors' pockets.

"And write a receipt note and tie it to the mouth of your pocket. If you can't write, you should have someone write it on your behalf, and you should also indicate the name of the person who wrote it. Then it was pressed under the incense burner, and the white-haired grandmother came to fetch it herself. ”

It was good to have food to eat, but there was nothing to put in your pocket, and every family happily did so.

The next night, Lamei came to the present day again and sent the bags and receipts to each family from house to house.