The Glory House was a former nursing home for martyrs, where disabled veterans and orphaned demobilized soldiers lived. They are now provided with daily necessities by the civil affairs department.
Gong Linglong thought about it carefully, frowned and said, "There is no war now, and there were no major natural disasters last year. The grain harvest was pretty decent. Logically speaking, we shouldn't run out of food."
"We don't know the specific reason. I asked several times, but the responsible cadre didn't tell me the reason and kept complaining to me."
The dean is also very helpless. Fortunately, there are many kind-hearted people, and people often give them some food to help them. Otherwise, they would be worried about the next meal.
Gong Linglong helped her move all the grain and vegetables into the house, took away the sacks, and chatted with the dean for nearly half an hour before leaving.
She just asked the director about a lot of information about orphanages and nursing homes. After leaving the orphanage, she immediately rode her bicycle to the Guangrong Home and put three bags of grain at the back door, as well as three to four hundred kilograms of other sweet potatoes and vegetables. He also left five hundred yuan for them.
Just like in Tancheng, there was no knocking on the door to send things in, but deliberately making noise to attract people.
After watching them move their things in, she continued riding her bicycle to the next point.
After working for two hours, I went to six locations in total, emptied all the grain and vegetables stored in the storage ring, and donated 3,000 yuan.
After delivering the last nursing home, Gong Linglong took the time to check the space and saw that the area had grown by nearly an acre. He grinded his teeth back and forth: "The money and food donated this morning totaled nearly 5,000 yuan. This It’s just one more acre of land, and the price of this land is really expensive.”
Gong Linglong thought for a while, took out another five thousand yuan from the storage ring, put on old-fashioned makeup, put on a mask and a headscarf, and went straight to the nearby agricultural science institute.
In the Institute of Agricultural Sciences, a group of leaders had just finished a meeting. Director Sun returned to the office and found a thick bag of money on the table. He immediately ran out and asked: "Xiao He, who just entered my office?"
Xiao He was holding the document and going to him to sign it, with a confused look on his face: "Director, no one has entered your office."
"Are you sure?" Director Sun frowned.
"I..."
Before Xiao He could say anything, he was interrupted by a female comrade, "Director Sun, a female comrade just came to see you. It was an unfamiliar face. I said you were in a meeting. She left a letter with me and left. ”
"Xiao Zhou, bring the letter." Director Sun ordered hurriedly.
"Old Sun, what's wrong? Did you lose something?" Another cadre asked hurriedly.
"Nothing was lost."
Director Sun unfolded a wad of money wrapped in newspapers in his hand and showed them to them.
"Where did you get so much money?" Others said in unison.
"It should be left by the lesbian that Xiao Zhou mentioned. She came to donate to our Agricultural Science Institute."
Xiao Zhou quickly delivered the envelope. There was only a piece of paper inside. The handwriting was beautiful but strong. The letter clearly stated that the money was donated to the Academy of Agricultural Sciences for agricultural research and was signed "Fuyao".
Five thousand yuan is a lot of money for the Academy of Agricultural Sciences, and Director Sun and others were very excited.
"This comrade whose pseudonym is Fuyao is a person of great righteousness. We must use this money in a practical way, follow her wishes for scientific research every cent, and never let down her trust."
Gong Linglong stood nearby invisibly and saw with her own eyes that they put the money into the special fund for scientific research. After listening to Director Sun's arrangements for the money, she strode away.
After leaving the Institute of Agricultural Sciences, Gong Linglong rode his bicycle to the post office, hoping to donate to the civil affairs department in the name of "Fuyao".
But after arriving at the Seoul City Post Office, he saw that there were so many people here. The comrade at the counter questioned the person who made the remittance very carefully. For larger amounts, he kept asking about the source of the money. Gong Linglong instantly stopped thinking about donating here. .
The money in her hands was basically obtained from robbing Bai Gouzhan and the Qin family. She would donate every penny left, but the post office couldn't tell the source of the money after interrogation. It would cause trouble for herself and also affect Lu Jingchuan. and mom's job.
So, she decisively turned around and left.
Today's charity mission was suspended, so she dressed up again, rode her bicycle to the black market to find the Yao brothers, and gave them two bags of apples and oranges.
The person who settled with her was Boss Yao. He readily paid her the money and took the opportunity to ask her: "Sister, can you get food over there?"
"How much?"
Now that there are two more acres of land in the space, Gong Linglong is planning to plant all of it with rice, wheat and corn. The rice and wheat will be supplied to the outside world, while the corn will be kept for feeding the pigs.
Seeing that she had obtained the grain, Boss Yao was overjoyed and told her the real price: "Early rice is 10.5 yuan per hundred catties, late rice is 12 yuan, wheat is 13.5 yuan, and braised rice is the same as early rice, which is 10.5 yuan."
Seeing that the price of food was quite high, Gong Linglong's eyes moved slightly and he said, "I will go back to collect food and come back to you in a few days."
"Okay, you can come over anytime, we always have someone staying here."
Boss Yao had a gut feeling that she had something in hand. After all, good products like Apple were not accessible to ordinary people.
Gong Linglong thought for a while and asked, "Is there a good place for warehouse trading?"
"have."
Boss Yao is in this business and knows the whole of Seoul very well. He recommended her several secret places that are convenient for short-term inventory.
Gong Linglong took note of the location and asked him for a lot of sacks containing food. After finishing his work, he took the commuter bus back.
Just after returning home, Jiang Yaping came to find her, "Linglong, the military wives of our first and second regiments are organizing a meeting this afternoon."
"The second group wants to rehearse the program with us?" Gong Linglong asked.
"Yes, the third regiment did not come with us. They had a military wife who was a teacher and said they would arrange a program alone. The second regiment said they would come with us, but the higher authorities required the family home to put out a total of four programs, and the third regiment only put out one program. We One regiment and two regiments have to be organized into three.”
"Okay, I'll come over after lunch." Gong Linglong responded.
Lu Jingchuan has been a little busy these past two days. He ran back to eat at noon and without rest at all, he ran back to the office carrying the kettle.
Gong Linglong didn't even take a lunch break after eating. She used her lunch time to plant two acres of land in the space and cooked pig food. She hurried over when the neighbor next door called for a gathering.
After everyone arrived, Jiang Yaping presided over the meeting, "There are a total of 19 family members in the two groups. We have to arrange three programs. In addition to Comrade Wang Yumiao's dance, we also have to prepare two programs. Does anyone know how to do some talent? "
"Does eating melon seeds make you laugh?" A sister-in-law from the second group asked with a smile.
"Ha ha..."
A group of people laughed happily. If these two items were counted, they were all very proficient.
