In the courtyard, everyone is afraid of the little boy who is so smart!

That gentle pat, like a breeze in spring, blew away some of Wang Jianguo's nervousness.

"Comrade Jianguo,"

Cuiping's voice was clear and pleasant, like a clear spring in the mountains, flowing with warmth and care.

"Don't worry, it won't solve the problem, right?"

As she spoke, she tilted her head slightly, her eyes gleaming with mystery, as if hiding some surprise.

"Come with me and you'll see."

After saying that, Cuiping turned around and walked briskly towards the inner room of the supply and marketing cooperative. Her back was upright and confident, as if carrying endless hope.

Wang Jianguo was stunned for a moment, then he reacted and hurried to catch up with Cuiping.

Along the way, he felt like there was a little rabbit in his heart, beating fast and furious, curious and nervous.

He secretly wondered what Cuiping was going to show him. Was it the ray of hope that could solve the villagers' New Year's material problems, or would they face new difficulties?

All kinds of thoughts flashed through his mind rapidly, but he did not dare to slack off in the slightest. He followed Cuiping closely, moving towards the unknown step by step.

The whistling north wind blew through the town like a knife, making the electric poles on the street buzz. Pedestrians on the road wrapped themselves tightly in cotton-padded clothes and walked in a hurry, wishing they could escape into the warm room in an instant.

On such a bitterly cold winter day, Wang Jianguo, Cheng Hai and He Yushui, with different expectations and curiosities, followed Cuiping step by step into the supply and marketing cooperative.

The corners of Wang Jianguo's military coat were lifted by the wind and fluttered. Along the way, he rubbed his hands repeatedly, trying to dispel the coldness in his fingertips.

But his eyes were always busy, like a child, full of curiosity about every tree and blade of grass in the supply and marketing cooperative compound.

Supply and marketing cooperatives have always been mysterious and hopeful places. The mountains of daily necessities can always solve people’s urgent needs at critical moments.

Now that I can come in, I am so excited. Even if I just take a look, I feel satisfied.

Cheng Hai is tall and thin, with deep and bright eyes. The tweed coat he is wearing is well-tailored. Although the style is a bit old, it is clean and tidy without a single wrinkle.

He walked with steady steps, seemingly nonchalant, but in fact he was observing the surroundings calmly, thinking in his mind:

What kind of scarce resources are hidden in this warehouse? If we can find some supplies that can help with the current situation, it might be of great use.

Every time he passed a corner, his eyes would quickly scan it, not missing any details.

He Yushui's hair was blown by the wind into a mess, like a bird's nest. She was so cold that she put her hands in her trouser pockets and walked with big strides.

Na Cuiping walked in front, with a strong posture and light and powerful steps, and she did not seem to be affected by the cold wind at all.

She led the three of them through the somewhat empty yard with familiarity and headed straight for the warehouse in the southwest corner of the compound. This made the three of them wonder:

"Why don't you go to the office? What are you doing in the warehouse?"

The door of the warehouse was tightly closed, looking even heavier and more solemn in the cold wind. The dark green paint on the door had peeled off after being exposed to wind and rain, revealing the dark brown wood inside, like a scar left by time.

Na Cuiping walked forward steadily and took out a large, rusty copper key of simple style from the pocket of her cotton jacket. The key dangled in her hand, making a slight jingling sound.

She aimed it at the keyhole, inserted it gently, and applied a little force. With a long creak, the old door slowly opened.

In an instant, a rich and mellow aroma came to their faces. The fragrance of grains, the aroma of oil, the freshness of meat and the fishy smell of eggs blended together and went straight into the nose, instantly perking up the three of them.

They couldn't wait to stretch their necks to look inside, and when they saw it, they were so shocked that their mouths could not close.

In the warehouse, bags of white rice and flour were stacked in an orderly manner, like solid "small snow mountains", shining softly in the dim light.

Barrels of clear cooking oil are neatly arranged with new labels, as if showing people their superior quality. The translucent golden color looks like flowing liquid gold.

The pieces of pork were fat and lean, rosy in color, tender and fresh, as if they had just arrived from the slaughterhouse, still emitting a slight heat.

Each clean chicken has an attractive yellowish skin and the firm meat is mouth-watering at the sight.

The lively fish were temporarily kept in several huge wooden basins. The splashing water sparkled in the sun, and the ripples caused by the swaying fish tails made the whole space lively.

Baskets of eggs, each one round and plump, the eggshells still slightly warm, as if they had just been laid, the breath of life so rich that it could not be dissolved.

There is a wide variety of supplies, everything you can think of, countless, all of which are in great demand in the market and hard to come by, and people are eagerly awaiting them.

These supplies are not only a guarantee of life, but also more like the warm sun in winter, instantly dispelling the coldness and doubts in the hearts of the three people.

Wang Jianguo's eyes widened, his mouth opened wide, and after a long while he managed to utter a few words:

"Oh my god, there are so many good things."

In his mind, Cheng Hai had already begun to estimate the value, source, and potential uses of these materials. His brain was working rapidly, like a sophisticated computer.

He Yushui couldn't hold back his excitement, the little song in his mouth suddenly stopped, and he shouted:

"Oh my god, if we could get some of this back, everyone in the village would be so happy!"

Cuiping stood aside, watching the different reactions of the three people, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised, revealing a meaningful smile, as if to say:

"This is just the tip of the iceberg, there are more surprises waiting for you."

At this moment, the warmth and hope in the warehouse seem to completely melt this cold winter.

Cheng Hai froze in place, his eyes wide as bells, staring at the mountains of supplies in the warehouse without blinking, his eyes full of shock and disbelief.

His breathing became rapid and his chest heaved violently. He had traveled all over the world in his life and thought he had seen a lot of the world, but a scene like this was truly beyond his imagination.

In his opinion, material scarcity is the norm in life. On weekdays, he has to go through a lot of trouble to get a little bit of grain, oil, rice and flour, not to mention the warehouse full of delicacies.

The white rice sparkles with a warm luster in the dim light, as if it were a treasure brought out from a fairy tale world.

There were several rows of fat pork hung together, their rosy color making people salivate; and there were also lively fish, the splashing water was particularly loud in the silent warehouse, and every slight movement seemed to be striking at his heartstrings.

He felt his mind was blank, and he just stood there stupidly, deeply attracted by everything in front of him, with his eyes wide open.