Lin Dongyu thought for a while and said, "Old man, I heard that my grandson needs to buy counseling materials, right?"

She could only make insidious inquiries.

After all, which child who studies does not need to buy materials? Moreover, these materials are expensive.

In that long article, in order to arouse emotions, it focused on describing Wang Guihua's poor family, with elderly people and students at the top, and she had to work hard to support the family with her salary alone.

Sure enough, after hearing her mention her grandson, the old woman's attitude softened.

Lin Dongyu struck while the iron was hot and said: "I want to meet the child, understand his situation, and apply for expenses with the leader after I return. Our factory has a student subsidy for extremely poor employees, but they must meet the conditions."

She wasn't talking nonsense about this.

In the early days of the establishment of the perfume factory, the returnee from overseas not only had a passion for entrepreneurship, but also a heart that wanted to benefit the public.

After being acquired by Shu, the previous general manager also retained this item for the sake of good looks until Lin Dongyu took office.

When the old woman heard what she said, she turned aside to make way and said, "You come in and sit down first. Songwazi won't come back until noon."

Entering the small courtyard, Lin Dongyu sat on a bamboo chair.

Looking around, the furniture and furnishings are obviously quite old and do not match the newly built courtyard building. Come to think of it, they were all moved from the old house.

Half of the yard is used as a vegetable plot, where seasonal vegetables, onions, garlic and other items are grown.

The rest of the place was neatly tidied, and it was obvious that the owner was a hard-working man.

There were still two or three hours before noon, and Lin Dongyu was sitting in the yard chatting with the old woman to understand the situation.

It turned out that after Wang Guihua got married to a neighboring village, her husband became an alcoholic and abused her. He bullied her family and almost beat her until she miscarried when she was pregnant. After she returned to her village with a pregnant belly, she even came to visit her.

The village committee came forward to mediate several times to no avail, and the men went their own way. Later, she found the District Women's Federation and Wang Guihua finally got a divorce and got rid of her unhappy marriage.

His son's name is Ren Song, and he has been striving for success since he was a child.

Speaking of her grandson, the old woman's face, which had been tortured by life, finally showed some brightness, and she said: "His father still comes here from time to time, but Songwazi drives him away. He said that when he grows up, he can Protect mom."

Lin Dongyu listened attentively and couldn't help but feel happy for them.

No matter how difficult life is, there is still hope.

Seeing that it was almost noon, Lin Dongyu said: "Old man, where do you keep the rice and noodles at home? I will make you a lunch."

After chatting for a long time, the old woman no longer regarded Lin Dongyu as an outsider, and said hurriedly: "How can this be done? You are a guest when you are here, and there is no reason for the guests to do anything."

In the previous chat, Lin Dongyu knew that Wang Guihua always left early and came back late when working in the factory. The old woman couldn't see, so it was no problem to fumble for a glass of water, but it was absolutely impossible to turn on the fire to cook, so Ren Song took on the responsibility of taking care of the old woman.

He rushed back from school at noon, cooked for the two of them, then hurried to school, and came back in the evening to wash dishes and do homework.

Lin Dongyu said: "The child studies hard, and I am here today to help him relax."

She didn't say anything like "Let the children go home and have hot meals to eat" because she didn't want to make the old man feel guilty.

Hearing this, the old woman hesitated.

Yes, if she couldn't see, how could she be willing to let her child suffer?

"It doesn't matter. My hometown is also in a rural area, and I'm used to doing housework." Lin Dongyu said with a smile, "I also want to eat. Speaking of which, I am the one who gets the food, but I just use my hands."

The old woman agreed, took her to the kitchen, and told her tremblingly: "The rice is in the cupboard below, the oil should be on the stove, and there are oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, you can look for it."

Looking at her, Lin Dongyu remembered his experience in the dark restaurant.

She felt inconvenienced in every way for just a moment, but the old woman felt it for a lifetime.

"Don't worry, old man, I can find them all."

Buildings are a latecomer, not the old firewood stoves in rural areas, and have tap water and natural gas. On the right side is an old-fashioned refrigerator that has been used for an unknown number of years. The freezer is on top, covered in thick frost.

Lin Dongyu searched for ingredients, went to the ground to pick some onions and garlic, dug up a small cabbage, and started cooking.

It’s not as easy as cooking at home, it’s not impossible.

Soon, Lin Dongyu fried several dishes, the last one being twice-cooked pork with garlic sprouts, and the kitchen was filled with the aroma of food.

She rinsed the pot, added cold water again, and planned to make another cabbage and tofu soup.

While cutting tofu, an angry voice came from outside the door: "Who are you?! What are you doing in my house!"

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