After binding the system, Mrs. Wei went down the mountain

Xiaoyu, the round-faced reporter following the car, twitched her ears and asked quickly:

"Village Chief, can you give me a detailed introduction to the situation at that time?"

After saying that, Xiaoyu took out a pen and paper to record.

The village chief scratched his head.

"Well, it was snowing heavily at that time. The snow was more than one meter thick. The young man didn't know the situation here. He got into the snow shell halfway and the car was blocked. After turning off the engine, it couldn't start again. It was snowing heavily at that time. Not long after, the car was completely buried in the snow. At that time, the forklift from our village also went to help, but do you think Aunt Wei is awesome? At that time, the young man was stuck in the middle of the road. Wei The old lady and a group of old men and women moved together with the forklift, and they were able to clear the snow faster than the forklift!"

Er Maozi gestured with his hands while talking. He was so excited that his eyes were red with emotion.

While Xiaoyu was recording, she raised her head and asked doubtfully:

"Village Chief, what did you mean when you said that Mrs. Wei and the others were old men and women?"

The village chief slapped his head.

"Yes, when you came here last year, Aunt Wei had not yet opened a nursing home. You don't know that Aunt Wei opened a nursing home last year, called Mrs. Wei's Nursing Home!"

"Mrs. Wei's nursing home?"

"Yes, I have to say that Aunt Wei is really a good person. Last year, during the heavy snowfall, Uncle Zhu and his family's house collapsed in the village, leaving the old man alone and without children. In the end, thanks to Aunt Wei, they were taken in, so they were able to live a good year with peace of mind! "

Xiaoyu quickly wrote in her notebook:

Dawang Village was hit by a snowstorm. Mrs. Wei led a team of senior citizens to rescue them late at night regardless of their lives. At the same time, she took the initiative to take in the lonely elderly people whose houses were collapsed by the heavy snow.

Director Sui on the side also became interested in this old lady and couldn't help but ask:

"Then Mrs. Wei's family should be well off?"

Er Maozi sighed immediately and said:

"Damn it, you don't know. Aunt Wei's eldest son used to be a big boss, and he is now the boss of the business. There is a primary school on the road in our village. Her eldest son funded the construction 20 years ago, but this Later, last year, his eldest son’s business failed, and I heard he still owed a lot of money, so it’s not easy for Aunt Wei’s family!”

Xiaoyu's eyes lit up and she continued to write in her notebook:

"Mrs. Wei's eldest son funded the construction of roads and schools in the village 20 years ago. Even after the family situation suffered a huge change, Mrs. Wei was still able to abandon her small family and pursue great love."

Xiaoyu continued to ask:

"How many children does Mrs. Wei have?"

"Old Mrs. Wei, there are three children in total. The eldest is the one whose business failed and is now helping at home. The second is working hard at the construction site. The third is a girl and opens a tofu shop with a man in the town. The tofu seller."

After hearing about the lives of Mrs. Wei's children, Xiao Yu couldn't help but even Sui Zhonghua was shocked.

"Aunt Wei is really a good person. Her own children are living like this, yet she still helps others selflessly?"

Xiaoyu was also slightly in a daze.

But what they don't know is that although Lin Tiezhu and his wife are at the construction site, they earn not much at all. The couple provides food and housing for more than 2 yuan a month, which is more than most white-collar workers in Beijing. As for Lin Tieliang, The tofu shop is passed down from ancestors, and people should not forget their roots. The town has become accustomed to their tofu for so many years, so the tofu shop must be opened, but in fact, the couple has opened several soy products processing factories in the town. In terms of financial strength, he can almost be called the richest man in the town.

On the way to Mrs. Wei's house, the reporter asked and the village chief answered. Unknowingly, Xiao Yu had already recorded several pages.

Sui Zhonghua became more and more curious about this old lady.

Because he was in a hurry, the village chief did not call Mrs. Wei, so when a large group of people got out of the car, Mrs. Wei was feeding chickens in the yard with her head bare.

"Ms. Wei Wei, why are you bald?"

Xiao Yu couldn't help but feel surprised. Everyone present showed a surprised expression, even the village chief was full of surprise.

A few days ago, when I greeted Aunt Wei at the big show, where was her hair?

Old Mrs. Wei was also stunned, and then touched her somewhat prickly head.

smiled awkwardly.

"Haha, isn't it winter? It's cool."

Mrs. Wei was still a little confused looking at such a large group of people, but when she saw the camera, her eyes suddenly lit up.

She has not forgotten that last year, this was the thing that allowed her to receive thousands of cattle coins overnight!

"Just wait a moment!"

Mrs. Wei turned around and went into the house, changed into new clothes and put on a wig.

After watching Mrs. Wei dress up and appear, the village chief quickly pulled Mrs. Wei aside and told the story.

Old Mrs. Wei was obviously a little disappointed when she heard that she was not here to interview her, but her disappointment only lasted for a moment, and she hurriedly called out Ma Lian who was working.

The last time I saw a reporter was when the second and third children were admitted to college, but there were not so many people and machines at that time. The reporter just said a few words and it was over. This time, faced with so many camera seats, Ma Lian was so nervous that she didn't know where to put her hands.

"Sister Ma, don't be nervous, we just want to have a few words with you."

Ma Lian nodded sheepishly.

I came for an interview, and the old people who were resting in the dormitory gathered around to watch the fun.

The staff simply maintained order and then started the interview.

Xiaoyu took the microphone and asked with a smile:

"Sister Ma, I heard that all three of your children have been admitted to key universities. This shows that you are very successful in education. Do you have any secrets in this regard that you would like to share with us parents in front of the screen?"

Sister Ma looked at Xiao Yu with a stiff smile.

"Well, I don't have any secrets. The children at home are relatively sensible."

"Sister Ma, can you look at the camera and say it again?"

Ma Lian shifted her gaze to the camera, her smile became stiffer, and she felt as if she was about to cry at any time, and her voice was trembling.

"Well, uh, I don't have any secrets. My children are more sensible!"

Xiaoyu continued to ask:

"Sister Ma, I heard that you lost your husband early in life, and you have been raising your three children by yourself all these years. What do you do for a living?"

"I……"

As Ma Lian finished speaking, she remembered that she was not looking at the camera.

"I farm and occasionally do odd jobs."

Xiaoyu continued to ask:

"I heard that your eldest daughter is going to study abroad soon. Do you need any help financially now?"

When she heard about her eldest daughter going abroad, Ma Lian was obviously not so nervous anymore and said proudly:

"I don't need any help. Now I work for Sister Wei and I get paid every month. Sister Wei also sponsors the schooling of our three children! Now we don't have any pressure at all!"