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The deaf old lady was quite satisfied as long as there was meat to eat. "Alright, then I'll wait for tomorrow to have some meat!" she declared.
When she returned home and looked at the meat in her bowl, she eagerly picked it up and devoured it all. The next day, Yi Zhonghai bought a pound of meat and handed it to the deaf old lady. This time, she had learned her lesson; she sat right in front of Shazhu, watching him closely.
Qin Huairu arrived as well, but upon seeing the deaf old lady in front of Shazhu, she turned around and left. The deaf old lady coldly snorted at Qin Huairu's retreating figure. She didn't need to guess that the wife from the Jia family would surely scold her for eating meat.
As for Qin Huairu, she was quite taken with Shazhu, to the point that he had never shared a single meal with her from the lunchbox he brought back from work. The deaf old lady left Shazhu's house feeling quite satisfied after finishing the meat.
In the dead of night, Wang Jiefang quietly got out of bed. He used his mental power to hypnotize his wife into a deep sleep again, ensuring she wouldn't notice his absence. Wang Jiefang wasn't out at this late hour for any nefarious purpose or black market dealings; he had heard from Director Wang about visiting the families of martyrs who were struggling. He thought that perhaps the food he had stored in his space could be used to help them, making their lives a little easier.
Living in that era, he held great admiration for the martyrs. Now that he had the ability in this time, he wanted to do his part to assist their families as a gesture of gratitude.
To help these families, Wang Jiefang first went to the records office at the street office. Using his mental power, he quickly gathered specific information about those in need of assistance. He then began visiting each household one by one according to the addresses he found. At each place, he used his mental power to send a bag of rice and a bag of flour into their homes, ensuring that these bags were marked appropriately.
Since those in need lived quite scattered, it took him several hours to deliver warmth to everyone. Although he felt exhausted from running around, his heart was filled with joy knowing he could help these people. When he returned home and saw his wife still sound asleep, he lay down and fell into a peaceful slumber himself.
The next morning, those who received help from Wang Jiefang discovered rice and flour in their homes. They all chose to quietly hide these supplies away! What Wang Jiefang didn't expect was that they all opted to trade these items on the black market for coarse grains instead.
The ones exchanging coarse grains were none other than Boss Jin's group. As soon as they got their hands on the rice and flour, they recognized where it came from! So when Wang Jiefang traded with Boss Jin again, Boss Jin brought this up casually as if testing Wang Jiefang's response. Wang Jiefang did not deny it; instead, he replied, "That's right, those rice and flour indeed came from me; however, I gave them to them."
Boss Jin had checked the identities of those who came to trade for coarse grains and thus intentionally gave them a little extra coarse grain in return. Little did they know that those rice and flour were sent by someone they were already acquainted with!
"Such high integrity!" Old Jin admired him greatly. Boss Jin cupped his fists towards Wang Jiefang in respect.
Wang Jiefang waved his hand dismissively: "It's nothing much; just doing my small part. If you ever see anyone trading coarse grains for similar rice and flour again in the future, just take care of them."
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