Chapter 23 give up
The dead are honored, Kong Zhongyou brought up the dead, and even the dissatisfied ones couldn’t say anything. But what they thought in their hearts could be imagined.
"Village chief, I know you mean well for me, and the community looks after me, but the more it is like this, the more I can’t take advantage of everyone. My parents are gone; I don’t want their share. We are in difficult times now, and we should work together to overcome these challenges."
I may be small and weak, but I still want to contribute my share. I remember everyone’s kindness in my heart."
After hearing Jiang Xinyu say this, those who were dissatisfied earlier felt embarrassed instead, and their expressions showed a hint of awkwardness.
"Xinyu, it’s fine, you should keep it." Kong Zhongyou persuaded.
"Village chief, I really can’t take it. Just give me what is due, thank you."
Upon hearing this, Kong Zhongyou stopped urging her. Over there, the team leader, Zhou Jiaxing, Zhou Lihong’s father, weighed out six ounces of sweet potato flour and poured it into the container Jiang Xinyu brought.
Why is it called a container? Because the capacity of this tin container is one liter.
Jiang Xinyu went to the side and divided a pound of dried sweet potatoes and another pound of dried squash.
She brought the food home and saw the dough hadn’t risen yet. But she couldn’t wait; she would steam it when she returned in the evening. She picked up her basket, took a machete, a rake, and went to find Wang Ailing.