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Chapter 22 Cooperation

In the refugee camp, there are people lying or sitting everywhere, their eyes are empty and sad, and the whole camp is filled with an atmosphere of malaise and despair.

A young woman who was dying of illness was breastfeeding her child. The shriveled **** is like a withered pear in the mouth of a skinny child. There is actually no milk in it, but in order to comfort the child's hunger, the mother has to endure the pain of being sucked...

This scene deeply hurt Mo Yan's heart. The situation of these refugees was far worse than she imagined. She could imagine how these old and frail people who could not compete with the young and middle-aged people were going through a day. Another day of weakness continued until the last mont of his life.

If there is no space, I am afraid that their whole family will beco one of them. This thought makes her shudder.

Dragging his heavy legs and leaving the refugee camp, Mo Yans mind was filled with those longing eyes, the desire for food, the desire for survival...

If the purpose of helping these people at the beginning was to upgrade the space as soon as possible, then at this mont, she just wanted to simply help them.

She vaguely understood why every ti she did sothing perfect, red lines would appear on the bead in the space. From a Buddhist point of view, the red lines should represent rit. When the rits are complete, the space will be upgraded, and then through Space helps more people and forms a good cycle.

She doesnt really believe that good will be rewarded with good and evil will be punished with evil, but the existence of space and the occurrence of red lines seem to be inextricably related to rit. For example, this strange rebirth, she has to treat it with caution.

When she returned ho and saw the carefree smiles of her younger siblings, Mo Yan finally felt less depressed. She cheered up and started killing chickens and cooking rice under the coveted gazes of her younger siblings.

There are only three people in the family and they cant eat much, so Mo Yan plans to cook two dishes, one is chicken with tomato sauce and the other is tiger skin with green pepper.

Clean up the big rooster and divide it into two halves, keep half to make tomato sauce chicken, and half to simr soup for drinking at night.

Mo Yan was cooking and thinking about how to help the refugees. She had seen several porridge stalls serving porridge before, but a violent incident broke out in front of almost every porridge stall. She didn't want that to happen when she was serving porridge.

But until the rice was cooked, she didn't think of a good way. She plucked the rice grains in the bowl with a heavy heart, and she didn't even feel that the tomato sauce chicken in her mouth was very delicious.

Xin'er and Zhen'er saw that their eldest sister was in a bad mood, so they didn't dare to say much. They just kept putting chicken in the eldest sister's bowl, hoping that she would feel happier after eating the chicken.

When Mo Yan ca back to her senses and saw the bowl full of chicken pieces, she felt a little dumbfounded, but also very heartwarming.

At night, Xin'er's face was red from sleeping. Mo Yan had sothing hidden in her heart and couldn't fall asleep no matter what. Perhaps it was the dead of night that made her mind more flexible, and a flash of inspiration actually made her think of a good idea!

Why doesnt she ask the young adults in the refugee camp to help?

This ti, the people she has to help are not one or a few, but hundreds or thousands. This is definitely not sothing she can do alone. It is difficult for her just to transport the ingredients and cooking utensils. Please invite those young people to help. When a young man helps, he not only helps others, but also helps himself. I think so people will be happy to do so.

However, those people must have good character, and at least they have not bullied others. As for how to choose, she will have to go there tomorrow and observe them secretly.

Having thought of a way, Mo Yan also put down the big stone that was weighing on her heart, and soon fell into a dark and sweet dreamland.

Early the next morning, Mo Qingze was sent away. Mo Yan was worried that he would not be able to cook in ti at noon, so he made pancakes and told Xin'er and Zhen'er that if they were hungry, they could heat up the leftover chicken soup from last night and dip it into the pancakes. , gave a few careful instructions before locking the door and leaving with peace of mind.

Coincidentally, this ti she t the old man who was driving yesterday.

Girl, why did you go there again?

Seeing Mo Yan, Uncle ng was puzzled. If he said that the girl was just curious yesterday and wanted to go there to have a look, but she went there again today, it would make people think too much.

It was fate to et the sa person two days in a row. Mo Yan looked at the kind-hearted Uncle ng and suddenly had an idea in her heart, so she didn't hide it: "I saw those people were so pitiful yesterday, so I wanted to see if there was any way to help them. "

Uncle ng was a little surprised when he heard this. He looked her up and down. He didn't expect it was for this. But looking at the girl's clothes, it was obvious that she was not from a wealthy family. This...

Mo Yan saw his doubts and had to make up another story: "I have a distant relative who originally made a living by growing and selling vegetables. But not long ago, the old man at ho suddenly passed away, and the family had to go back to their hotown. Before they left, they asked my family to help dispose of the vegetables in the field. My father was busy and couldn't spare ti, and there was no other labor at ho. I originally planned to let it rot in the field, but I thought so many people in the northern suburbs were starving. , its also good to give it to them to fill their bellies.

When Uncle ng heard this, he slapped his thigh: "This is a good idea! The girl is a very kind person, and she will be blessed with great blessings in the future!"

Mo Yan felt ashad after hearing this. She had space and was reborn, which was already a great blessing. She didn't want more...

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