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Chapter 113 Renshen Day, the kite that prays for blessings (3)

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    All kinds of things, serious and funny.

    These things are probably the fun that everyone picked out in the depressive atmosphere during this special time.

    Yu Wanfeng and Zhong Chumian looked at it for a while, and asked him: "What should people who don't have masks do? They can't buy masks now."

    Fortunately, she and Shen Huaijin were far-sighted and stockpiled a lot of masks a few years ago, so they had a lot to spare.

    Zhong Chumian said: "I can't buy it, but I won't have it."

    "ah?"

    Do not understand.

    Zhong Chumian explained: "For example, if you don't have a mask at home, but your neighbor has one, he can give it to you. If your neighbor doesn't have it, maybe the person downstairs has it and will give it to you."

    Yu Wanfeng understood.

    Yes, the one with more will always help the one without.

    Yu Wanfeng put away her mobile phone, and said again: "I'll go and see if the old lady who sells vegetable sprouts is here. See if she has green onions. I went out to check in the morning, but she hasn't come yet."

    Zhong Chumian nodded.

    I turned around and saw no one.

    Yu Wanfeng returned to the door a little disappointed, and Zhong Chumian was still sitting in the living room.

    "Didn't come?" Zhong Chumian asked.

    Yu Wanfeng frowned: "Is nothing wrong with the old grandma? Is she not sick?"

    Zhong Chumian got up and looked down at her: "Don't think about it."

    Yu Wanfeng sat down on the sofa resentfully.

    She is still worried.

    Zhong Chumian looked out the window and said, "Wait a while, when the sanitation uncle comes back, you can ask him."

    Yu Wanfeng thought about it, and understood who Zhong Chumian was talking about.

    These days, there will always be a sanitation uncle, wearing a yellow vest, riding a dilapidated tricycle, passing by the street in front of their inn.

    Yu Wanfeng couldn't see it in the morning, it was too early.

    At noon, I can see the uncle come back.

    In the afternoon, he will go out again.

    Yu Wanfeng asked: "Uncle sanitation and grandma know each other?"

    Zhong Chumian nodded.

    "how do you know?"

    She had never seen Zhong Chumian communicate with the sanitation uncle.

    Zhong Chumian never went out to communicate with the old lady selling vegetables.

    Zhong Chumian said: "Once they were chatting on the street, the voice was loud, and I heard it. They are neighbors."

    Yu Wanfeng understood.

    She is always worried.

    Even if it's just a stranger.

    She hopes that everyone is well.

    *

    After eating at noon, Yu Wanfeng walked around the hall a few times and glanced out the window from time to time.

    Uncle hasn't come back yet.

    Finally, the figure in the yellow vest appeared in sight, Yu Wanfeng quickly put on a mask and opened the door.

    After a few shouts, the uncle stopped the car and leaned against the side of the road.

    Yu Wanfeng took a few steps forward.

    Across a distance, they shouted at each other, and the communication was pretty good.

    After asking, the uncle and the vegetable seller are indeed neighbors.

    The sanitation uncle laughed: "It's nothing, the children in the house are not allowed to go out every day, and come out every two or three days."

    Yu Wanfeng was relieved.

    The uncle said again: "Thank you for your concern! I'll go back to Ke and tell her."

    Yu Wanfeng's eyes moved, and seeing the uncle wearing a thick mask, he frowned: "Why are you wearing a cotton mask? It's not very useful."

    The uncle was helpless: "I can't buy it anymore, and the company doesn't distribute it. It's pretty good to have this one. It was given to me by the old woman who sells vegetables. She wears old masks, learned from TV, and steamed them again.  "

    After saying that, he said goodbye and wanted to leave.

    Yu Wanfeng stopped him.

    Turning around and going back to the inn, I took out a box of disposable surgical masks, thought for a while, and took out the n95 mask as well.

    Hastily gave it to the uncle, and asked him to go back and share a share with the old lady.

    The uncle wanted to give money, but Yu Wanfeng firmly refused, turned around and ran away.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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