Chapter 30 Lend a Helping Hand 2

"Don't be polite. Who hasn't encountered difficulties in life? I'll give you a hand today. If I encounter difficulties in the future, maybe I will meet kind people to help me." Feng Qingxue scooped a spoonful of porridge and fed her, "Eat something. When you are full, you will feel better and your illness will be cured. Only when you are well, Tianqi will be well."

"Yes, yes, I still have Tianqi, I have to live well."

Mrs. Zhao swallowed the porridge with tears, choking many times in the middle.

After she finished the porridge, she didn't eat the salted duck eggs. Feng Qingxue put the salted duck eggs on the old man's bedside table, went to the kitchen to wash the dishes, and asked Zhao Tianqi. The flour and cornmeal were poured into the Zhao family's grain jar, and a piece of white paper was taken out from the space and cut open. The powder of cold medicine and antipyretic medicine was poured on the paper and wrapped separately, and returned to the house to give it to the old man.

"Auntie, take one pack three times a day. This is three days of medicine. Just pour it into water and drink it."

"Thank you... Thank you..." Auntie Zhao didn't know what to say except thanking her.

Feng Qingxue said, "Auntie, the remaining porridge is in the pot. You and Tianqi can heat it up for lunch. I have something to do and I'm leaving first."

"Tianqi, help grandma see my sister off." Auntie Zhao couldn't get up, so she could only ask her grandson to see her off.

"Hey!"

Zhao Tianqi simply agreed and sent Feng Qingxue out. His big round eyes were full of gratitude, "Thank you, sister."

"Good boy, you have to take good care of grandma. I'll come to see you and your grandma in a few days." Feng Qingxue touched his head, sighed, and didn't stay any longer. She turned and walked towards the scrap collection station where staff were already working.

There were so many more such things.

She could only help those she met, and she was powerless for those she didn't meet.

Feng Qingxue returned the flatbed to Uncle Li and found that someone had brought a lot of waste materials, including broken copper, iron, waste paper, and rotten wood. She went to pick some.

What surprised her most was that she found a shrimp by Qi Baishi and a horse by Xu Beihong from the waste paper pile.

The edges of the mountings of these two paintings were slightly damaged, but the pictures were very intact.

Feng Qingxue took the opportunity to put the two scrolls and other calligraphy and painting books into the space when no one was paying attention. She only took the carefully selected books and a bundle of rosewood furniture parts to weigh and settle the bill with the staff, and also picked up a few pottery jars and glass bottles for his use.

Good wood is heavy. Although the wood this time is less, it is still two or three hundred kilograms.

Feng Qingxue was embarrassed to borrow a flatbed to pull wood again, so she borrowed a sled from the scrap collection station and dragged the wood all the way back.

When she got home, she took out a few scallion oil rolls and two unwrapped fruit hard candies for Qingyun.

Qingyun smiled and squinted her eyes. After eating the flower rolls, she held the sugar in her mouth and refused to swallow her saliva for a long time, fearing that the saliva would take away the melted sugar water.

"Eat it. After you finish, sister will find a way to make it for you."

"Yes!"

Lunch was scallion oil flower rolls with rice porridge. After eating, Feng Qingxue started to hammer and bang.

She didn't know how to do carpentry, but many old furniture didn't use nails or anything like that. The joints were all embedded. She didn't know how to describe it specifically, but one side of the combination was convex and the other side was concave. When the two sides were matched, they could fit together perfectly. When she was a child, her family had such old furniture, so she understood.