"Wen Sheng. We will go to twelve locations around the city and distribute relief items. It will take about three hours. Is there anything wrong with you?" Li Mingyuechao asked Su Ming'an, who was sorting out his white robe.

Su Mingan nodded: "I'm fine in the morning, let's go."

He tidied up his white robe and walked towards the crowd.

People immediately rushed up and thanked Su Mingan for his charitable behavior. Su Mingan sent it to people one by one according to strict food portions.

"Thank you!"

"Thank you, thank God for giving the food! Thank the church for its grace!"

People thanked Su Mingan with gratitude.

Behind, at a distance that Su Mingan could not hear, Li Mingyue stared at the scene and whispered to herself:

“…Wensheng.”

"Even if you only do these ordinary jobs... you can do it without being a savior."

The sound was small, like a gust of wind that passed instantly. When Su Mingan turned around, his ears did not catch this tiny wind.

"Godfather, how do you divide this bread..." Su Mingan asked while removing the plastic bag. This was the first time he did such a thing and was a little busy.

Li Mingyue stepped forward and taught him step by step: "...This line is a division of weight. Each person has a small bag. Each bag should have two pieces of bread, which are about the same size, please take a closer look."

"good……"

The white dove flapped its wings and the crowds were crowded.
Chapter completed!