Siheyuan: Rebirth of Liu Ergou

"Uncle, do you have any food left?" Jia Zhang came over and asked, stumbling.

"What are you talking about, Jia's sister-in-law, is your family out of food now? It shouldn't be that Dongxu didn't buy some corn cobs for the family to survive?" Uncle Yi Zhonghai shook his head, turned back home, took out a small bag of cornmeal and handed it to Jia Zhangshi. "Jia's sister-in-law, this is all the food we have at home, you can make do with it first, and let me think of a solution!"

Uncle Yi Zhonghai let out a long sigh, like a defeated rooster, shook his head and walked away.

After thanking her profusely, Jia Zhang went home with the cornmeal in her hand like a happy old hen. Yi Zhonghai, on the other hand, sat quietly in the yard like a sculpture, feeling worried.

Everyone had a hard time these years, but the Jia family had it especially hard. Jia Zhang, a widow, had brought Jia Dongxu up with great difficulty, and now she was ill and needed Jia Dongxu to take care of her. Jia Dongxu was the only strong laborer in the family, and they often had no food to eat.

Yi Zhonghai was thinking about finding a way for the Jia family to make a living. He remembered that someone had mentioned to him a few days ago that there was a match factory in the next street that was recruiting people to paste paper boxes. Although the work was hard, it was still a way to make a living. He decided to ask about the details tomorrow and recommend Jia Zhang to try if it was suitable.

Heavy snow fell obliquely on the bluestone road of Nanluoguxiang, and old man Yi Zhonghai walked slowly and firmly towards the street office. His face was full of traces of time, but his eyes revealed an unyielding spirit.

Wang Qi, the director of the subdistrict office, was busy at her desk. When she saw Uncle Yi Zhonghai, she immediately stood up and greeted him warmly: "Uncle, why are you here? Please take a seat. Is there anything I can help you with?"

Uncle Yi Zhonghai sat down slowly, sighed, and said slowly: "Director Wang Qi, I really have no choice. Look at our No. 95 Courtyard, there are more and more people with difficulties in life, I am very anxious."

Upon hearing this, Director Wang Qi frowned and asked with concern, "Uncle, please don't be anxious. Tell me slowly. What is the specific situation?"

Uncle Yi Zhonghai sighed and began to talk about the plight of No. 95 Courtyard. Director Wang Qi frowned and nodded from time to time to show her understanding. After listening to the uncle's story, she pondered for a moment, and then said firmly: "Uncle, don't worry, I will definitely find a way to help you. Let's do this, I decided to let No. 95 Courtyard conduct a detailed statistics, list all the families with difficulties in life, and then we will find a way to help them."

When Uncle Yi Zhonghai heard this, a glimmer of hope flashed in his eyes. He tightly held Director Wang Qi's hand and said gratefully: "Director Wang Qi, you are really a good leader for us! Thank you, thank you!"

Director Wang Qi smiled and shook his head, saying, "Uncle, you're welcome. This is what I should do. Don't worry, I will do my best to help you."

A few days later, the statistical results of No. 95 Courtyard came out. Director Wang Qi looked at the list in her hand and was filled with worry. She immediately called together the staff of the street office and began to discuss how to help these families in difficult circumstances.

After some discussion, they decided to carry out a series of assistance activities, including providing daily necessities, introducing job opportunities, and conducting skills training, etc. They also contacted caring companies and individuals in the society, hoping to get more help and support.

Under the leadership of Director Wang Qi, the staff of the Street Office began to get busy. They visited every household, understood the specific needs of each family, and then provided help as much as possible. Their actions were warmly welcomed and appreciated by the residents of No. 95 Courtyard.

Uncle Yi Zhonghai looked at all this with deep emotion. He deeply felt the warmth and care of the society. He knew that all this was inseparable from the hard work and selfless dedication of Director Wang Qi and the staff of the subdistrict office.

He walked up to Director Wang Qi, held her hand tightly, and said gratefully: "Director Wang Qi, you are really our lifesaver! Thank you, thank you for doing so much for us!"

Director Wang Qi smiled and shook his head, saying, "Uncle, you're welcome. This is what I should do. I just hope that our efforts can make your life better."

With the help of Director Wang Qi and the staff of the Subdistrict Office, the poor families in Courtyard No. 95 have received effective assistance. Their lives have gradually improved, and they have also seen long-lost smiles on their faces. All these changes are inseparable from the moment when Grandpa Yi Zhonghai walked into the Subdistrict Office on that sunny afternoon.