Early the next morning, Dong Shuxue heard an exclamation and the sound of the door opening.

Song Weijuan entered the house with a cool breeze, and hurriedly threw the things in her hand on the kang.

"What's that?" Li Daya looked at her babbling, and then looked at the thing thrown on the kang.

"This is ......" Song Dashan stopped smoking the old dry cigarette, pulled over the sorghum rice, grabbed a handful, and then stuffed it in his mouth and chewed it twice.

"Sorghum rice?! Where did it come from? Li Daya recognized it at a glance, and she didn't need to taste it like Song Dashan at all.

Song Weijuan pointed outside, her face full of incredulity, "I swept the snow out." ”

There was a heavy snowfall last night, and the footprints on the road had long been covered, which was also something Dong Shuxue expected.

Otherwise, everyone can find her when they come out and follow the footprints, and she doesn't dare to think about what will happen when the time comes.

Li Daya and Song Dashan glanced at each other, and then said to Song Weijuan: "No one can say it, do you know?" ”

Song Weijuan is not a child anymore, of course she knows the importance of food, so she immediately nodded and promised not to say anything.

When the children got up, Li Daya had already put the grain into the vegetable cellar in the house.

In the morning, it was still bud rice paste, but today there was a scoop of water missing, and the food was quite dry.

Dong Shuxue sat by the window after eating and looked outside, the weather was still gray and snowing.

I took the time to go out and eat a bread, and my empty stomach was not so hungry.

I really don't know why I don't eat that sorghum rice, what are the children starving?

This time, she felt that she had not been looked down upon by others when she came back, and she had really met her relatives. The family can't eat enough, and this orphan girl who has no father and no mother can still be left to eat.

Dong Shuxue calculated that she would be seventeen years old in two months, and if she went back to school, she could reduce the burden on her family.

It's uncomfortable to look at it every day, let alone grab food from them.

When she took a nap at noon, she pretended to sleep with her back on her back, but she was actually looking at the page of Pinduoduo.

Li Daya's voice came from the side, and the pressure was very low, probably because she was afraid of waking up the children.

"Where do you say this sorghum rice comes from? It's impossible for someone else to give, right? ”

It's no wonder that she suspects, now that the family can't eat enough, how can it be possible to distribute food to others?

It's weird to not leave a name, right?

These sorghum rice always made her feel a little unreal, and she went to the cellar twice this morning to see if the sorghum rice disappeared.

Song Dashan frowned and shook his head, "It fell from the sky, right?" No one can eat enough, how can they give people food casually? ”

There is really nothing to explain except for this statement, anyway, the food is in hand, and it is impossible to return it.

"Let's make two bowls in the evening, mixed with bud rice noodles." Song Dashan looked at the children in Beikang, and he couldn't bear it.

"You, you give it for nothing?" Li Daya glanced at him and didn't say anything else.

Dong Shuxue looked at the control panel in front of her and continued to operate, and suddenly saw a tail goods fabric, and she saw that five catties of cloth were only sold for twenty-five yuan, which was too cost-effective.

Thinking that the children in this family only wore one padded jacket, I thought I should get some of this.

Anyway, she still has a few suitcases that she hasn't opened, just to make two padded jackets for a few children.

She looked at the link and directly bought ten catties, the kind of dark and light color mix, these fabrics are very old, and they are the tail goods of the factory.