At this point, they are not stingy and often prepare some steamed buns and rice.

Everywhere, there is a gap between the rich and the poor.

Their leftovers are richer than the meat and vegetables of ordinary people, so not only the elderly and orphans come to receive the food, but some ordinary people around them who want to add oil and water to their children will also come to collect them.

That's why among these people are homeless old people and orphans, and there are also ordinary people who are different from them.

However, they set a strict rule that each person could only receive one.

The leftovers that cannot be eaten are either fed to some stray cats and dogs, or sold to pig farms to feed pigs.

This perfectly solves the problem of leftovers, accumulates virtue and does good, and will not pollute the environment and add another burden to the garbage dump.

Quan Shengnan adored and said: "Who came up with the method?" What a thoughtful approach! ”

"I don't mind if you worship me a bit." Huo Xuetong smiled gently.

"Is that you? Huo Sheng, I adore you very much! Quan Shengnan scratched his fingers on his palm and smiled brightly, "Your method is really good, it helps people, and it's very environmentally friendly." ”

Take care of it by a special person, and completely eliminate the behavior of someone using rancid leftovers to make gutter oil.

Huo Xuetong held her mischievous fingers and was about to speak, when an old woman walked towards her with a crutch and trembling, holding a wooden bowl in the other hand.

Her steps were small, her speed was slow, and her waist was bent like a bow, and she was frighteningly thin, and she looked particularly pitiful.

Kwon Seung-nan paused, stopped, and stared at the ghost of an old grandfather beside the old woman.

The old ghost has goosebumps, at least seventy years old.

He should have died peacefully, like an ordinary person.

However, at this time, he was full of distress to support the old woman, even if the old woman didn't realize anything.

The old woman was older than the old ghost, at least eighty years old, her face was wrinkled, her eyes were cloudy, the teeth in her mouth were almost gone, and her mouth was deflated, but her white hair was neatly combed and clinging to her scalp, and her dark clothes did not look too dirty, but they gave off a bad smell.

She walked past Kwon Seung-nam, and Kwon Seung-nan immediately smelled it.

It smelled like something in a pigsty.

Kwon Seung-nan turned around and chased after her and the old ghost beside her, but when she arrived at the back door of the clubhouse, all the leftovers and steamed rice had been distributed.

Looking at the empty barrel, the old woman's face showed a hint of gloom.

She squatted down slowly along the corner of the wall, and then sat down at the base of the wall, holding the wooden bowl, in a daze, as if she wanted to wait for the leftovers to arrive.

The guy who left with the steel bucket saw her and came out soon after entering.

When he came out, he was holding a bowl of leftovers in his hand, and two big white and fat steamed buns, bent down and poured the leftovers into the old woman's bowl, put the steamed buns in her hand, and said softly: "Auntie, this is the leftovers that have just been removed, the ham stewed elbow, the stew is very rotten, and it is still hot, just right for your teeth, then you eat one this evening, and leave one for breakfast." ”

Listening to his tone, he seemed to be very familiar with the old woman.

The old woman opened her mouth, said nothing, and ate slowly with the wooden bowl in her hand.

"What's wrong?" Huo Xuetong keenly noticed the difference in his girlfriend, turned around, and looked at the old woman with her.

Quan Shengnan whispered: "The old woman is following a ghost. ”

Huo Xuetong immediately understood.