A family of three goes through the ages, not being a saint and not helping the poor

At around 1:00 p.m., Chu Anshan saw that the time was almost up, so he pushed the wheelbarrow he had borrowed from Xiong Dajia out of the utility room.

He said to Chu Yiling, "Lingling, put the matchbox and medicine bag into the basket of the wheelbarrow."

"Dad, these two baskets are too small. They can't hold so many matchboxes and medicine bags."

"I know. Just pack as much as it will take. Your mother and I will carry the rest in a backpack."

"Why don't we get someone to come and move it?"

"Forget it this time."

Seeing that Chu Anshan said so, Chu Yiling didn't say anything else. She directly took out the matchbox and medicine bag from the space and put them into the basket.

She didn't stop until both baskets were full.

Then, after Meng Qiuping brought the backpack, she started putting matchboxes and medicine bags into it.

Unfortunately, both backpacks were full but the matchbox and medicine bag were not packed.

"How much is left?"

"I guess I can fit two more backpacks."

"That's it for now. If it's not enough, we'll come back and transport it again."

Chu Yiling nodded when she heard Chu Anshan's words. She let Chu Anshan and Meng Qiuping push the wheelbarrow out of the yard first, while she walked at the end to lock the door.

After she locked the yard door, she walked towards the threshing ground with Chu Anshan and Meng Qiuping.

"Coming, coming, they're coming."

"Go and help them. Don't you see what they are pushing and carrying?"

"Of course I saw it. I was just too excited. I'll go over and help them right away."

After hearing the conversation between the two people, the people around them were afraid that the two would get ahead, so they hurried over to help.

Only after they helped Chu Anshan lift the wheelbarrow and backpack onto the platform did they return to their original positions.

"Anshan, are these the matchbox and medicine bag for practicing?"

"That's right, but these things must be sent back to the factory after practicing."

"Okay, I will make them study hard and will never let them waste these things."

"Then it's up to you from now on." After Chu Anshan finished speaking, he walked towards the bottom of the platform.

After Chu Anshan got off the stage, Chu Mulin reached out his hands and clapped several times, then said to the crowd below the stage: "Quiet, everyone, be quiet."

Everyone immediately quieted down after hearing Chu Mulin's words, because what Chu Mulin was going to say next was related to their important matter of making money, and they couldn't let their own reasons affect Chu Mulin's speech.

Chu Mulin saw that the scene had finally quieted down, so he continued, “I think you all already know what I’m going to say next. That’s right, I’m going to talk about how to paste matchboxes and medicine bags.

However, I don’t know how to paste these two things, so next Comrade Meng Qiuping will teach you how to paste matchboxes and medicine bags.

I hope each of you can study seriously.

Because as long as you learn it, you can earn money to supplement your family income, you can earn money to send your children to school, and you can earn money to marry your son.

So do you want to study seriously?"

"want."

"Well, let us now warmly welcome Comrade Meng Qiuping."

When everyone heard Chu Mulin's words, they immediately applauded. The sound was so loud that it could be heard from two miles away, making Meng Qiuping extremely embarrassed.

However, despite her embarrassment, she still went on stage to teach.