As soon as Zhang Guangqian's mother heard Zhang Guangming explain the reason why Yin Jixiang stole her seedlings and bicycles, her anger immediately disappeared.

She wiped the tears on Yin Jixiang's face with her sleeve, then rubbed his face, and said gently: "Filial good boy, don't cry, Grandma Zhang shouldn't beat you without asking the reason." ”

She turned to the group of people who were watching the excitement and said, "We have to find something to eat for Jixiang's mother, but we can't ignore it." ”

At this time, everyone didn't seem to hate Yin Jixiang at all, but showed sympathetic eyes, and said that they would go home and find something to eat and send it to Jixiang's mother.

Zhang Guangming immediately said to Yin Jixiang: "Little nephew, you can go home with me to get rice noodles." ”

Yin Jixiang's tears of emotion immediately overflowed his eyes.

Zhang Guangming said again: "Let's go quickly." ”

He led Yin Jixiang to walk briskly to his house, and said to Yin Jixiang as he walked, "I'll catch a few of my chickens for you and nourish your mother, and her weak body will recover faster."

I'll get you some more eggs, take them home, and cook them for your mother. ”

Yin Jixiang only repeated three words along the way: "Thank you!" Thank you ......"

At this time, I suddenly heard someone shouting, "Catch the bad guy!" Catch the bad guys! ”

Zhang Guangming hurriedly said to Yin Jixiang: "There is danger ahead, you turn around from this alley, go to my house and talk to your aunt first, and say that I will let you go and get those things." ”

When Yin Jixiang heard Uncle Zhang's words, he immediately ran away.

Zhang Guangming immediately ran quickly in the direction of the shout, and he was stunned when he saw it......

A few fifteen or sixteen-year-old boys were flirting with a beautiful girl, some pinching her red face, some pulling her white hand, and some pulling her blouse.

The frightened pretty girl panicked, like crazy, and flapped her hands indiscriminately.

The mischievous boys said with a smile on their faces:

"Hee-hee, you fight!"

"Hitting is kissing, scolding is love! Ha ha. ”

The girl cried and shouted, "What do you want to do?" Don't you have sisters? ”

Zhang Guangming has been practicing martial arts with his uncle since he was a child, and he has practiced good martial arts, especially his iron sand palm.

He's an iron sand palm that specializes in fighting unevenly.

At this moment, he was furious and shouted, "You little villains are so unreasonable! ”

As he ran forward, he shouted, "What do you want to do?" ”

He ran up to the bad boys, gasping for air.

Several children pulled out daggers pinned to their waists, turned around, and surrounded Zhang Guangming.

Zhang Guangming gave the girl a look and motioned her to run quickly.

She nodded knowingly, and as soon as she turned around, she ran forward as fast as she could.

The bad boys rushed after her.

Zhang Guangming grabbed a handful of hard dry horses on the ground, snorted the ground, and threw himself at those bad boys.

He said sharply, "If you go after her again, I will teach you with my iron sand palm." ”

A few people who were hit by the skulla said painfully: "Hey, it hurts." ”

These bad boys had to stop and hurry to rub their wounds.

Zhang Guangming criticized them very harshly.

They all admitted their mistakes, and Zhang Guangming warned them very harshly: "If you do anything wrong next time, don't blame Uncle Zhang for being unkind to you." ”

The children were terrified and said, "I will never do anything bad in the future." ”

Zhang Guangming let them go.

Then he suddenly heard the barking of many dogs in the street in front of him.

He immediately raised his eyes and saw the villagers in front of him, walking in groups in the direction of the outside of the village.

The young man carried the burden on his shoulder, supporting the old man, and sighed as he walked.

Zhang Guangming immediately ran to everyone and asked loudly: "Folks, are you going out to escape the famine and ask for food?" ”

It seems that everyone's stomachs are flattened with hunger, and the front heart is close to the back of the heart, and the waist can't stand up.

The villagers walked with their heads down, and when they looked up, they saw Zhang Guangming's concerned look.

Everyone wrinkled their eyebrows and nodded with bitter faces.

He shouted, "Folks, it's not a good idea to leave your hometown and beg!" ”

And the crowd wept and said:

"Now that my family has eaten all the food, even the leaves and wild vegetables, what can I do if I don't go out to ask for food?"

"If you stay any longer, you'll starve to death!"

"Yes, yes, you see that after the flood, it's still cloudy, and it's going to rain again."

"If there is a way, we are reluctant to leave our hometown!"

Zhang Guangming listened to their words, and his eyes immediately showed sympathy.

He said, "I tell you, it will not rain for the next few days, and it will be clear in three days."

Everyone looked up at the dark clouds covering the sky, and looked at Zhang Guangming in disbelief.

"I still have a lot of sorghum noodles, millet, dried beans, and dried sweet potatoes...... I'll give it to all of you, and for the time being, you'll settle your famine. ”

As soon as Zhang Guangming's words fell, everyone was overjoyed and rushed to his house like a tide.

Zhang Guangming came to the kitchen to open a warehouse to put grain, and after a while, he finished distributing the grain and dried vegetables at home.

Li Yue'e got up, and as soon as she went out of the house, she saw her husband helping the villagers, and she didn't blame her.

She herself immediately went to share the cents and cents she had earned from sewing clothes for others over the years.

The villagers were moved to tears by the kindness of Zhang Guangming and his wife.

Everyone said words of thanks, and with unexpected gifts, they went home satisfied.

Zhang Guangming looked at the backs of the poor villagers, and secretly made a vow in his heart: "I must research high-quality and high-yield grain, cotton, and new varieties of other crops for the village!"

We must find a way to get the villagers out of poverty, and let the villagers have food and clothing! ”

He walked forward again, saw the Chinese medicine in Wang Daya's hand, and asked worriedly, "Auntie, are you sick?" ”

"It's not that I'm sick, it's your Uncle Song who is sick." Wang Daya said to Zhang Guangming with a sad face.

The Uncle Song he said was the old branch secretary Song Yongxi.

"I brought a bottle of royal jelly to Uncle Song, which nourishes the liver and lungs and strengthens the spleen." He said sincerely and handed the royal jelly to the eldest girl, "Here, auntie, you can take it home and make water for the old branch secretary to drink." ”

"Bright, how much is this bottle of royal jelly? I'll give you the money. ”

As she spoke, she lifted the inner pocket of her dark gray placket blouse, and when she was about to pay for it, Zhang Guangming immediately said: "This bottle of royal jelly was exchanged between me and the beekeeper with the Chinese herbs I picked, not bought, so you don't need to give me money." ”

Wang Daya sighed, looked around first, and then lowered her voice and said, "Hey, Guangming, you just came back, you don't know that your old Uncle Song has liver cancer, which is already in an advanced stage."

I told you, don't keep your mouth shut. ”

Zhang Guangming's eyes widened in surprise when he heard this.

Wang Daya said in frustration, "It doesn't work for him to drink this stuff anymore." ”

Zhang Guangming asked anxiously in a whisper, "What?" Advanced liver cancer? ”