Collect supplies, seize aircraft carriers, and travel to the seventh and fifth

Less than half an hour later, the village loudspeaker began to buzz, and then the voice of the team leader was heard: "Hey, hey, hey, everyone, it's time to rest. Everyone, pay attention. Our village leader Li Moer has returned and brought everyone fresh rice. Now, every household, take your sacks and come to the big locust tree to collect the rice. In addition, those who were injured or died in the incident where the corpse was wounded, please come as well. Leader Li Moer has also given everyone some cash subsidies. Come and collect them! Hey, hey, hey, everyone, pay attention..."

The villagers were instantly excited when they heard the announcement. Everyone excitedly told each other, pulled out sacks from their homes, and rushed toward the locust tree. Children laughed and played in the crowd, while the adults, their faces filled with anticipation, kept praising Li Moer's kindness.

When they arrived under the locust tree, they saw bags of white rice piled up like a small mountain, and stacks of cash were placed on the table next to them. Li Moer stood there, smiling and greeting the villagers.

Representatives from the injured and deceased families also arrived one after another, their eyes filled with gratitude. Li Moer personally handed the cash to them and comforted them, saying, "I hope this little gift can help everyone. Your life will get better and better in the future."

The line for rice stretched long, and everyone filed in in an orderly fashion. The villagers who received their rice beamed with joy, praising Li Moer for her promising future and her commitment to her roots. The atmosphere around the locust tree was filled with a lively and warm atmosphere, as if Xiaoli Village were celebrating a grand festival.

In fact, ever since the zombie attack, Li Moer has been feeling very remorseful and guilty. If she had decisively killed the white-haired zombie when she first saw it, there wouldn't have been such heavy casualties, and those elderly wouldn't have had to bury their young.

So now she wants to give those families some appropriate compensation in terms of money, so that they can live a better life and make her feel better!

After distributing the rice and subsidies, it was getting dark. Li Moer returned to her grandparents' house. During a break from eating, she said, "Grandpa and grandma, come back to Beijing with me to celebrate the New Year. My uncle and his family won't be back this year, so my place will be bustling with activity, as will my two teachers and their wives."

Grandpa put down his bowl and chopsticks, waved his hand and said, "Mo'er, we are used to living in this village. It's strange that we are going to the capital and we are unfamiliar with the place."

Grandma also agreed: "Yes, and the village New Year also has its own lively atmosphere. Everyone worships the kitchen god and stays up all night together. How can we be left out?"

Li Moer was anxious. She took her grandmother's hand and said, "Grandma and Grandma, I'm lonely celebrating the New Year in Beijing alone. You can just keep me company. Besides, there are many traditional New Year activities in Beijing now. I'm sure you will like them if you go."

Grandpa looked at Li Moer's expectant eyes and hesitated a little: "How about going and giving it a try? And see what the place where Moer lives is like."

Grandma thought about it and nodded: "Okay, let's listen to Mo'er and go to the capital to celebrate the New Year."

Li Moer smiled after hearing this. In the evening, Li Moer told Mrs. Li that she had something to go out for, and then she walked out of the village.

After leaving the village and seeing no one around, she suddenly had an idea and produced a truck filled with rice.

She first went to Chen Zhihao's courtyard and saw that there were quite a few things in the courtyard. There were dozens of old items in the house, and there were also quite a few things outside the house. Most of them were antique furniture that were quite old, and there were five armchairs alone.

Li Moer was quite satisfied. In another thirty or forty years, each piece of these antique furniture would be worth at least hundreds of thousands of yuan. Although she was not short of money, she still wanted to collect these old items to prevent them from being damaged.