Qing Xiran clearly stipulates that elderly people and women do not have to be on duty at the lookout point or go out to find supplies, but they must participate in internal patrols and digging trenches so that they can be allocated.

The person who distributes the materials is plainclothes garrison. Because the garrison discipline is strict, whatever Qing Xiran says is exactly what he does, and it is completely scheming.

So no matter who comes to cry or ask, who has any great reasons, no one joins the internal patrol, no one stands in the lookout point, does not go out to find supplies, and does not dig trenches, no supplies will be distributed.

Qu Yang was scolded so much that he wanted to kill someone. He glared at Grandma Hu who was tantrum on the ground with a blushing face and thick neck, and said angrily:

"We have sent you a notice long ago that the elderly and women in every household must participate in internal patrols and digging trenches before they can get supplies. Your family will be fishing and drying nets every few days, especially in the past few days, if they don't patrol, they won't even get down the trenches, so what are they going to get?"

"My family's supplies were snatched by the second phase of the 2nd phase. There was no stockpiling at all. My old man was beaten so hard that he couldn't move. I've been so tired these days that I have to take care of him. I have to patrol and dig trenches. I'm just an old man. How do you let us live?"

Grandma Hu on the ground cried with tears in her nose and tears, pounding on the ground, and her lips were chapped:

"The little widow next door is different from patrols and digging trenches? Why don't you let her go? You only know how to bully us old people. If you kill thousands of swords, you will always get retribution for one day when you get old!"

She always never forgot to take Qing Xiran with her because Grandma Hu thought this matter was really unreasonable. Her family originally had supplies, but the supplies were stolen. Now these young people control the first phase and ask the elderly and women to come out to patrol and dig trenches before they can distribute the supplies. Then why didn't Qing Xiran patrol?

Why is she special?

"Can you compare with her? She is our Brother Mao's woman!"

Qu Yang looked slanted, and was about to be angry with Grandma Hu and said:

"If you want to treat it the same as that little widow, you will also be a woman for Brother Mao...hahahahahaha."

Be a woman for her... Grandma Hu? A chill rose on Qing Xiran's back. She picked up her cell phone expressionlessly and sent a sentence to the leader group.

[Caterpillar and Butterfly: Arrange Grandma Hu and Grandpa Hu to clean the garbage in the community, so that each of them must clean up garbage for 8 hours a day, not a single second, but there is no need to limit them to rotate the axle for 8 hours continuously, so they can rest in the middle. This is the easiest. If you don’t want to, you will no longer care about her and drive her home to cry with her.]

The plainclothes standing outside the yard of Building 15 did not speak. His cell phone rang, and he took out his cell phone amid Grandma Hu's crying and looked down.

Then, plainclothes stationed his phone in his pocket, and did not talk nonsense to Grandma Hu, just said:

"Brother Mao has an order to ask you and your family to clean the garbage in the community, and if you don't clean it, there will be no supplies."

"Cleaning, you're a damn cleaner, I'm so old..."

Grandma Hu was so angry that she was trembling. These young people just bully the elderly. The young people enjoyed it and asked the elderly to work? What is the reason?

Before she could continue to curse, she bent down while she was stationed in the plainclothes, took the broom piled up beside her, and carried Grandma Hu's back collar in one hand, and carried Grandma Hu who was shouting back to 11 Hu's villas.

In the garbage all over the ground, an unknown strange smell floated in the community. Grandma Hu's crying sounded throughout the entire community, but no one dared to come out to care about the Hu family's idle business.

At this time, it is better to clean the snow in front of your own door.

Grandma Hu was thrown into the yard of Building 11, and along with her, there was also a broom.

She cried in the yard for a long time, but in the end, Grandpa Hu walked out with his injured body tremblingly, picked up the broom on the ground without saying a word, opened the door of the yard, and went out to start cleaning the garbage.

Grandma Hu is so old that she couldn't bear it when she saw the old man who was hunched over and sweeping the floor. She cried and got up, walked to Grandpa Hu, and said angrily and distressed:

"What are you doing? You are not healthy, what are you doing?"

"I know you're so angry, but my wife, you have to see clearly."

Grandpa Hu shook his head, sighed with a bruised nose and a swollen face:

"You said that we are all old, what are you still trying to do? What are you not convinced? You have to obey this old man, young people have the strength, and we can only listen to them now, not let them listen to us."

After a pause, Grandpa Hu held the broom and panted, looking back at Grandma Hu who was crying and sighed:

"We have grown old until we grow old. At least we have fulfilled our vows when we were young. Next, my requirements are not high, just live and die together. If you really don't agree, just close your eyes and stand aside and watch, I'll do it."

The world is so unfair. The sky outside has changed. Young people have completely lost their beautiful character of respecting the elderly and loving the young. No matter how unacceptable they are, they will cry and wail, they will not be able to redeem others' sympathy.

I can only hold on to the old bones and let the young people bully them.

Grandpa Hu and his wife have finished the last bit of food left at home. There is no food or drink. They are already in their twilight years. I don’t know how much more days there are, but they can’t starve themselves to death at the moment, right?

Grandpa Hu knew his boss. He was arrogant when he was young and was old and refused to bow his head to others easily.

Then he will do it, he will lower his head, he will admit it, he will bear all the humiliation, and the young man asked them to clean the garbage. Grandma Hu didn't want to, so he would come to clean it.

Grandma Hu, with a haggard face, stood in the cold wind, crying and following Grandpa Hu while bent down and sweeping the floor with gray hair. Grandma Hu reached out to support him.

It was as if when he was young, she followed him and he stopped, she followed him, enjoying blessings and humiliation.

In the 12 yards, Qing Xiran was wearing a gray coat and a bright red plaid scarf around her neck. She stood silently at the door of her villa, looking outside the yard, the two elders of the Hu family who were cleaning up the garbage in the community bit by bit, took out their mobile phones and saw someone in the leader group saying:

[Qu Yang: Brother Mao is still kind-hearted. Seeing that Grandpa Hu was injured, he made a special trip to arrange a relaxing job for them.]
Chapter completed!