Chapter 110: Take the urgent need first

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They were surprised that she was so cheerful. Mr. Yao laughed and asked: "Sister, how much goods do you have in your hands now?"

"There are still more than two hundred catties of apples, and more oranges and potatoes, about five hundred catties each."

In fact, the space has been piled up, and a lot of it was taken to feed the pigs during this period. Now the price is good, and she also wants to sell more for money. However, this is the first time of cooperation, so she is better to be cautious.

Seeing that she still had so many goods in her hand, everyone present showed joy. Yao Er, who brought her over, then asked, "Can you deliver them all today?"

"Okay, the quantity is a bit large, I have to deliver it in batches."

"no problem."

Yao Er understood and arranged it readily: "You deliver the goods to our back door. Once delivered, they will be weighed and settled on the spot. I will never owe you a penny."

"OK."

Gong Linglong likes to do business with people who are honest and has a good impression of the Yao brothers. If she can cooperate with them for a long time, the things in the space will not have to worry about selling, and she can quickly accumulate wealth. When the policy is relaxed in the future Can also quickly open up paths.

Gong Linglong rode his bicycle six times with more than a thousand kilograms of goods. The Yao brothers did as they said, delivering once and paying once, without any arrears.

The first cooperation was particularly pleasant. After Gong Linglong delivered the goods, he didn't communicate much with them. He took the money and left.

After working all morning, I got two hundred yuan. At noon, I ordered meat and vegetables at a state-owned restaurant and packed a portion of Lu Jingchuan's favorite steamed rice noodles.

When the food was served, Gong Linglong started eating immediately. Before he could take two bites, an untimely growling sound fell into his ears.

She turned around and saw a skinny little boy wearing patches, hiding outside the window and peeking, his eyes staring straight at her food, and his mouth was so dry that he kept licking it.

"Come in." Gong Linglong waved to him.

When the little boy saw that she had discovered it, he immediately hid under the window sill and did not dare to look up at her again.

Seeing him like this, Gong Linglong remembered the time when the original owner was four or five years old. When she was a child, she was also sallow and thin. She wore a shabby cotton jacket with countless patches. When she was hungry, she often hid outside the window and watched the scum of the Bai family. Have a meal.

Seeing this little boy, memories flooded out of my mind, and I felt pity in my heart. I got up and went to the waiter to buy another meal.

After buying the meal, she walked out to find the little boy and said, "Don't leave yet. I bought you a meal. I'll leave after you finish the meal."

The little boy was only about five or six years old. His eyes were full of timidity, and his thin body was huddled in the corner. He was so pitiful and thin that it made people feel sad to see him.

The food was ready quickly. Gong Linglong sent him the bowls and chopsticks and whispered as softly as possible: "Do you want to follow me to eat inside?"

The little boy's head was shaking like a rattle, and his clean eyes were staring directly at the food in the bowl, or more accurately, at the meat in the bowl.

"Eat."

Gong Linglong handed him the bowl and chopsticks and said, "You eat here, and take the bowl and chopsticks back to the store after you're done."

The little boy nodded timidly, took the bowl and chopsticks, and stuffed them into his mouth.

"Eat slowly and don't choke."

Gong Linglong looked at his hands that were red and dirty from the cold, sighed silently, and went back to the store to eat without saying anything else.

When she came out from the meal, the little boy had just finished his meal. There was not a grain of rice left in the bowl and he licked it clean. When he saw her coming, he huddled up in the corner timidly.

"Are you full?" Gong Linglong asked him.

His dark head nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, not daring to answer her words.

Seeing that he was full, he reached out to him and said, "Give me the bowls and chopsticks."

The little boy gave her the bowl and chopsticks with trembling hands, and was about to run away after giving her. Gong Linglong called him, "Wait a moment."

She yelled at him to stop him from leaving, and the child obediently stood still.

When she returned after delivering the dishes, he still stood there with the same movement, looking at her timidly and fearfully.

"Don't be afraid, I just want to take you to buy a pair of shoes, come with me."

Gong Linglong noticed the cloth shoes he was wearing. They were thin cloth shoes worn in spring and summer. The size did not fit his feet. He was obviously too big for his shoes, and there were two holes on his toes. He was not wearing socks or pants. It was also a little short, and the exposed ankles turned purple from the cold.

The little boy hesitated and did not dare to follow. Gong Linglong pointed to the state-owned store opposite, "You come with me and I will buy you a pair of shoes. After buying the shoes, go home."

After saying that, he stared at him twice, thinking that it was dinner time and his parents didn't come to see him, so he asked: "What is your name? Where do you live?"

"Xiaojiu, orphanage."

He answered in a low voice, almost inaudible.

Gong Linglong had guessed that he might be a child from the orphanage before. She sighed and gently held his shoulders and walked away: "Let's go, I will take you to buy shoes and some food for your orphanage. You can also Take me to see the other kids.”

Upon hearing that she would deliver food to the orphanage, Xiaojiu's eyes lit up, and he stopped being timid and fearful and followed her in stride.

When she came over with a bag full of rice, meal had just started at the orphanage. A large group of skinny and tanned children were queuing up with bowls to receive food. An old woman in her fifties or sixties was serving food to them. Porridge.

"Xiaojiu, where have you been? It's time to eat. Go get a bowl."

"Dean, I've finished my meal."

After Xiaojiu returned to the orphanage, she was obviously not as timid as before. She ran to the dean excitedly, pulled her by the corner of her clothes and said, "Grandma dean, that sister bought me food. I bought a lot of meat, and she also bought me shoes and brought us food."

The stooped dean stood up and saw a beautiful young lesbian. A smile appeared on his weathered cheeks: "Little comrade, this child Xiaojiu has caused trouble for you."

"No, he's very good."

Gong Linglong saw that what was being cooked in the pot was gruel, with not a few grains of rice visible, mixed with some chopped vegetable leaves, and a clear soup with little water. It was much worse than the food in the orphanage in Tancheng.

"Dean, why isn't there even a little thick porridge?" Gong Linglong asked her.

"Hey, we have long been out of food here. We got this little rice this morning, so we can only make do with it for one day." The dean said and continued to scoop the gruel for the children.

These children are not very old, the oldest is only about ten years old, and the youngest two or three years old can't walk steadily, but they are not noisy or fussy, they queue up obediently holding bowls, and after receiving the gruel, they sit under the eaves. Rows of people sat on wooden benches drinking porridge.

Gong Linglong felt very sad looking at these children. After the dean finished scooping the porridge for the last child, he handed her the bag of rice he had brought and said, "Dean, this bag of rice is not much. Please take the solution first." It’s urgent.”

"Little comrade, we really can't open the pot here. This bag of rice can save the lives of all the children here. I would like to thank you on their behalf." The dean said with a sad face.

"Not so polite."

Seeing that there was only half a bowl of porridge left in the pot, Gong Linglong thought that the dean himself had not eaten yet, so he said: "Dean, you eat first, and then I will buy some food and vegetables for you."

After saying that, he strode away without waiting for the dean to speak.