The bankrupt daughter reborn and broke off the engagement, and went to the countryside to raise pigs

Village Chief Rici took the list back to Lu Chengcheng and said, "Chengcheng, there are 29 people over 80 years old. This is the list. All the village chiefs welcome you to come."

"Uncle, thank you very much. I'll prepare it right away." Lu Chengcheng rode his tricycle to the supermarket and bought 20 kilograms of rice, barrels of rapeseed oil, eight-treasure porridge, and yogurt.

Many elderly people don’t like to drink pure milk. They won’t drink it even if you buy it and they are not used to it. It is better to buy milk that is suitable for them.

After buying things, Lu Chengcheng called the village chief, who came on a motorcycle to meet Lu Chengcheng, and they went to Group 1 of Hualong Village together.

The village chief had always wanted to buy a motorcycle, but he didn't buy one before because his family was not well off. In the past two years, he made a lot of money under the leadership of Lu Chengcheng, so he bought a motorcycle. He loved it so much that he washed it every day, like a treasure.

The village chief of Group 1 was waiting for the group at the entrance of the village.

After seeing Lu Chengcheng and the others, they greeted them warmly and chatted for a while. Then, Village Chief Xia from Group 1 took Lu Chengcheng aside and asked, "Can I ask you a question?"

Lu Chengcheng was a little puzzled: "You ask."

Village Chief Xia asked, "Are you really giving something away, or are you just taking photos and then taking the things back?"

Lu Chengcheng was surprised: "Is there such a thing?"

After delivering the first house, Lu Chengcheng, under the leadership of Village Chief Xia, went to the seventh house.

Village Chief Xia whispered in the old woman's ear: "Aunt, that's Cheng Cheng, come and give him something."

The old man was even worse off. He was 47 years old, with a severe hunchback, almost bent at 40 degrees. He walked out of the house before hearing what Village Chief Xia said: "Who are they?"

Yan Lanruo smiled and said, "Your name is Lu Chengcheng, so grandma calls you Chengcheng."

Yan Lanruo said: "It does matter, call the furniture factory and ask them to send a bed."

The old man's face was full of smiles: "Thank you, thank you..."

"Is this really a gift for you?" The old man said, "Will you take it away?"

Village Chief Xia sighed, "Someone came to do charity work a few years ago, and they did it just like I said. It made people hate it and feel helpless."

There were no more than eight elderly people over 40 years old in that village. After sending off the seventh family, we went on to send off the eighth.

After everything was discussed, Lu Chengcheng rode his bike and followed the two village chiefs back into the village, while Lin Hui walked in front to take pictures.

Following Village Chief Xia, Lu Chengcheng arrived at the home of the first elderly person who needed comfort.

He is just an elderly man living alone, 47 years old. All his descendants outside the family have gone to work there, and they only come back during the Chinese New Year. He rarely talks to the elderly people in the same village and feels quite lonely.

"Yes, those are the ones that Simei gave to grandma." Yan Lanruo and the village chief put the things behind the old man.

"I heard him, thank him." The old man smiled.

Lu Chengcheng described what it felt like to be there. She felt no joy, sadness, or heartache. Instead, all kinds of emotions were intertwined and difficult to describe.

The old man laughed: "I see, he is really a bad guy."

Village Chief Xia walked out of the old man's yard and shouted, "Aunt, that's Cheng Cheng, bring him some food."

Lu Chengcheng smiled and said, "Yes or no, those things were given to them by Guangxiao netizens, and the Xiao family are all bad people."

Lu Chengcheng said: "Don't worry, I'm not that kind of person. I really sent it and I won't take pictures. I'm just tracking and recording it. It's not sincere."

"Thank you, girl." The old man took Lu Chengcheng's hand, full of gratitude.

Village Chief Xia sighed and said, "I really have to thank him so much. You guys wanted to help, but you really meant badly."

At this time, Lu Chengcheng and the village chief brought rice, oil, four-treasure porridge and yogurt to the old man.

If your fans gave you such a small amount of reward, you would also think of that.

"They came here to put on a show again. After that, they didn't come to do anything bad. In the end, they took the things away again after taking pictures."

The old man bowed and said: "Thank you, my family, and thank you, my netizens."

Village Chief Xia smiled slightly: "That's bad."

"Grandma, it's for thanks." Lu Chengcheng said to the old woman, "The food should be kept. You can give it to him again after he finishes eating. Do you hear me?"

The old man was very unhappy when he saw so few things: "Is that a gift for you?"

"It's not Simi, it's really a habit for people to see."

The old man held Yan Lanruo's hand affectionately and said, "Bad, he is really a bad guy."

The old woman looked at Lu Chengcheng with a big smile on her face: "What a beautiful girl, she is both pretty and kind-hearted. Grandma thanks him."

Before Lin Hui heard Xiao Jia's voice, "Please worry about them. Are you faking it? Are you really doing bad things? If they are suspicious, just wait and see. If you are really fake, it will be too late for them to scold you."

That was what the villagers who were watching were talking about -

"Young people nowadays are just good. If they want to do bad things, they will do it. There are also people who ask them to do it, but they just do that to disgust people."

The area outside the village is relatively poor, with few tiled houses and even fewer mud houses, those mud-tile houses built in the 1940s. There are a few chickens roaming around the yard, and farmland all around. Once you leave the village, the noise of the dogs stops. Ignoring the economic issues, the atmosphere in the village is quite peaceful.

"Did he really give it to him? He took it away." Village Chief Xia suspected Yan Lanruo, so he spoke for Lu Chengcheng.

Village Chief Xia whispered in the old man's ear: "Yes, it was given to him. He wants to eat it and keep it. If it expires, he can just eat it."

The old man heard his grandson talking about netizens, so he knew what netizens were.

Yan Lanruo couldn't bear it, so she said to Village Chief Xia, "You want to buy me a bed, a wardrobe, some cotton wool and sheets."

Lu Chengcheng said, "Yes, thank you. Be a little mean to yourself. Eat as much as you can. Last time you bought him meat, wasn't that mean?"

The old man's ears were still working well: "Send something?"

Lu Chengcheng said politely, "It's to thank you. He ate the food first, and then you gave it to him after he finished eating. You want to keep it, understand?"

After hearing what Lin Hui said, the young man kept silent. Yes, we will know after we see the result. What if the other person really did something bad and listened to us and did something bad?

"Yes, we are here to do bad things." Village Chief Xia explained in a low voice. My voice attracted the surrounding villagers, and they all came to watch.

The old man put aside the numbness under his legs, stood up and walked towards Lu Chengcheng: "His name is Yanlan, right?"

The eighth old man was a widower who lived in a mud-brick house. The house was shabby with only one decent piece of furniture. His bed was a bed board placed on the ground with a bunch of old cotton wool underneath. The sheets were also old and so white that you could see its original color.

The old man's ears were still working properly, and his mouth was sunken. After hearing what Village Chief Xia said, he raised his head and asked, "Shall I bring you something to eat?"

At this time, the old man was sitting next to the door of the main room, spinning hemp thread. He was dividing the coarse hemp into thin threads, and then linking the thin threads together and putting them in a basket beside him. That was the most common way for the elderly outside the village to make money.