Chapter 4058
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"What the hell is corn paste?" Su Yu was confused.
Actually, he couldn't be blamed. He had never heard of such a thing.
Huo Mien was the most knowledgeable. She hurried over and said in a friendly manner, "Okay, okay. Sorry to trouble you, Sister."
The little girl looked at them eagerly and then went to the kitchen to prepare.
Although it was called a kitchen, it was actually very simple. It was just a place connected to the house, and it was cold.
The entire house felt dark, and it was a little oppressive and suffocating.
In his impression, Su Yu had only seen it on TV, and it was a program about teaching in the mountains.
It was hard to imagine that there were still people so poor in society.
On the wooden bed in the house, there was a pile of miscellaneous things, and an old granny who looked very old.
Her legs were covered with a quilt, and she seemed to be shivering from the cold.
"This family is really poor," Huo Siqian commented.
"Keep your voice down." Huo Mien couldn't bear to see him like this.
"I'm telling the truth … Su Yu, the money you spend at night is enough to feed this village for a few years," Huo Siqian said with sarcasm.
"President Huo, stop fooling around. The jewelry you buy for a female model is enough to feed these people for half their lives," Su Yu refused to be outdone.
"Okay, stop arguing. Does anyone have a phone with them?"
Huo Mien thought of something very important.
"I definitely don't." Su Yu spread his hands helplessly.
"I don't either. Leila would never let me have my own communication device. If I hadn't pretended to be Jack for so long, I would have died long ago."
"Then will the village have one? I have to call my husband and tell him that I'm safe."
"Do you think this village, where birds don't lay eggs and rabbits don't shit, will have one?" Huo Siqian sneered.
"Then what should I do … I'm worried about him."
"Sister Mian, let's worry about ourselves. I think the person Leila is looking for is you …"
Huo Siqian didn't know what Leila's ultimate goal was.
However, just by looking at Leila's face that looked exactly like Huo Mien's, he knew that this matter must have something to do with Huo Mien.
While the three of them were chatting, the little girl was making corn paste.
The old lady didn't seem to like interacting with strangers. She hid in the house and refused to come out. Her eyesight didn't seem too good either.
The three of them chatted in the west room of the house. The little girl struggled to lift up a small wooden table.
Su Yu hurriedly got up to help the little girl.
"Little girl, what's your name?"
"Xiao Ling." The girl's voice was very pleasant.
"You have the same name as Lingling." Huo Mien smiled when he heard that the name was very similar to Zhu Lingling's.
The girl brought three small bowls with some thin corn paste in them.
Corn paste was actually similar to corn porridge. However, because of the addition of green onions and salt, it had a taste.
Therefore, it was a combination of food and drink. This was a method that was almost lost in remote and backward villages.
To be honest, it wasn't delicious, but this family seemed to be very poor. There was nothing they could do.
"Little girl, this is for you. Thank you for giving us food."
Su Yu didn't go back on his word and took off the Patek Philippe on his wrist.
One had to know that when he bought it, it cost more than a million yuan because it was a limited edition.
Now, even if he went to a pawn shop in a big city or a clock recycling place, he would have to pay at least 200,000 yuan.
At the very least, he would have to pay two hundred thousand yuan. Two hundred thousand yuan was enough to buy a very large building in this small town.
"No, Uncle, take it back. Xiao Ling doesn't want it."
The little girl hid back in fear.
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