The Peasant Girl’s Splendid Manor

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 vagina 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 moment of his life.

If there was no space, the whole family might become one of them, a thought that made her shudder.

Dragging heavy legs and leaving the refugee camp, all in Mo Yan's mind were 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 moment, she just wanted to simply help them.

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

She doesn't 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 merit. For example, this strange rebirth, she has to treat it with caution.

After returning home and seeing the carefree smiles of her siblings, Mo Yan finally felt less depressed. She cheered up and started killing chickens and cooking rice under the coveted eyes of her siblings.

There were only three people in the family and they couldn't eat much, so Mo Yan planned to cook two dishes, one with chicken in tomato sauce and one with tiger skin and green pepper.

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

While Mo Yan was cooking, she was 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 thoughtfully, and she didn't even feel that the tomato sauce chicken in her mouth was very delicious.

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

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

At night, Xin'er slept with her face flushed. Mo Yan had something hidden in her heart and couldn't fall asleep. Perhaps in the dead of night, her mind was more flexible, and a flash of inspiration actually made her think of a good idea!

Why didn't she ask the young adults in the refugee camp to help?

This time, the people she has to help are not one or a few, but hundreds or thousands. This is definitely not something 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 some people will be happy to do so.

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

After thinking of a way, Mo Yan also put down the heavy pressure 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 time 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 time she met the old man who was driving yesterday.

"Girl, why did you go there again?"

Seeing Mo Yan, Uncle Meng 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 meet the same person two days in a row. Mo Yan looked at the kind-hearted Uncle Meng 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 Meng was a little surprised when he heard this, and looked her up and down. He didn't expect it to be for this, but looking at the girl's clothes, it was obvious that she did not come 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 home suddenly passed away, and the family had to go back to their hometown. Before they left, they asked my family to help dispose of the vegetables in the field. My father was busy and couldn't spare time, and there was no other labor at home. I originally planned to let it rot in the field, but I thought so many people in the northern suburbs were starving. , it’s also good to give it to them to fill their bellies.”

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

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