After Auntie Feng left, Feng Shuanzhu and his wife refused to accept the white steamed buns they hadn't seen in a long time.
"No, no, someone's always watching us!" Feng Shuanzhu had just waved his hand when it was suddenly stuffed with a steamed bun.
"Uncle, although Ajiang and I are powerless in many situations, it doesn't mean we are completely helpless! We really would like to meet this so-called Li Chengdong, the Squad Leader who popped up out of nowhere!" Feng Qingxue tore off a small piece of the steamed bun in her hand and stuffed it into the aunt's mouth, "Eat something first, so that we have the energy to talk."
Tears welled up in the aunt's eyes, "There are still good people in the world. My husband and I have fallen on hard times, and many fellow villagers can't even feed themselves, yet they still take turns bringing us food, sneaking in and out at night. Your second uncle and auntie also do the same."
