I Wore It Back After 60 Years

Chapter 786

Suet jade is only white, like the cut fat of a sheep, not as crystal clear and colorful as the top jadeite, but it is the king of nephrite jade, warm and delicate, Li Xingxing also likes it very much.

A Jade Pixiu did not make her visit in vain.

When leaving Master Wang's house, Li Xingxing left her a gift from Xia's father.

A bloodstone.

Originally placed in the carry-on space, reach into the satchel and take it out!

Seeing the extraordinary craftsmanship of the jade brave carving, she thought of the birthday present she couldn't put it down. She asked Master Wang and learned that he was also good at engraving seals and inscriptions. He agreed with all his mouth, and couldn't put it down to the chicken blood stone he got, "Good stuff, good stuff."

After sending them out and returning to the house, Master Wang suddenly heard his wife scream.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

Wang Niu pointed to the chair Li Xingxing sat on, "There is something."

Master Wang stared at it and found two oiled paper bags on the chair. He went to pick it up and opened it, and there were yellow and oily chicken cakes and peach cakes inside, which exuded a strong fragrance.

"They must have left behind." Wang Niu said, urging her husband: "Go after them."

Master Wang repacked and rushed out.

Xia Xingxing and Li Xingxing hadn't gone far, when he heard his call, Li Xingxing turned his head and smiled, put his hands like a trumpet to his mouth and shouted at him: "I left it on purpose, and gave it to you for lunch!"

Master Wang was stunned, and Xia Mingxing had already roared away on his bicycle.

I can't catch up.

Passing by the dirty and dilapidated shantytowns again, in front of the simple houses made of reed mats, linoleum, and wooden boards, you can see that the residents are all in rags, all of them are skinny, and all of them are numb, without any human spirit. .

There was even a child lying on the edge of the ditch and drinking water with his hands, his stomach was swollen and round, but his limbs were as thin as a matchstick, without an inch of hair.

Bystanders seem to be used to it, and no one teaches children the truth that they should not drink raw or dirty water.

"Xiao Xia, look." He has been in Shanghai for almost a year, and Li Xingxing has never set foot in a shantytown, and has always lived in a relatively prosperous area. At this moment, the feeling of the shantytown is very shocking.

Xia Mingxing glanced at it: "It's much better than before liberation."

During a war, human lives are worthless. It is not just a matter of not having enough to eat, but they may die at any time.

Li Xingxing sighed behind Xia Mingxing: "Little brother Xia, they are so pitiful. We live in heaven, they live in hell, I have money, but there is no food to buy in China."

There is no way to help them.

Planned economy, everyone purchase limit.

It's not the Holy Mother of Li Xingxing, but I can't bear to see a large number of people die of hunger.

Money can be earned again, but if life is gone, everything is over.

There is a large amount of supplies in the space, which is not much compared to the 170 tons of food that has been sent out. It is probably only enough for my family and my relatives and friends to eat for ten or twenty years, and it cannot be taken out blatantly, so as not to bring danger to myself .

Even if his compassion overflows, Li Xingxing will never put himself behind saving others.

Xia Mingxing likes her mentality very much, she is so real and lovely, how many people are there who are truly impartial?Anyway, neither he nor Li Xingxing could do it.

"Xingxing, you have done well enough." He said softly.

After all, they are really clever women who can't cook without rice. They can only see each other and help each other.

Otherwise what can we do?
Li Xingxing was depressed, and murmured: "It's so pitiful."

In the past, she often donated to various charity platforms to raise funds for patients with serious illnesses and medical expenses, and she also kept in mind what her grandfather said, but although the patients she saw just now were not patients, they were really miserable.

Xia Xingxing was very skillful at changing the subject: "What do you have for lunch? Where do you eat it?"

"Eat whatever you want." Li Xingxing felt indifferent.

(End of this chapter)