Chapter 282

More than two hours by car, the team came to a forest village.

Push open the door, looking at a piece of mud, Mu Qiqi brow a cluster.

This time, she came to Ximian in a hurry. She only brought two sets of spare clothes left in the car. In the rainy weather for a long time, some of the clothes were not dry, and some of them were moldy. At this time, she was wearing the national clothes with local characteristics, and her long sarong pants were wrapped to her feet. Obviously, she could not walk in such a place.

She turned her head slightly. Beside her, buchar had taken off his military boots, rolled up his trousers, and then stepped barefoot on the mud outside the car.

Muqiqi was surprised. Then she took off her shoes, rolled up her trousers, and got off the car barefoot.

A group of military vehicles followed behind had opened the door of the warehouse. When the people heard that the general was coming, they gathered early and waited excitedly.

Muqiqi looked at it from a distance. It was a scene she had never imagined.

As if he had no shelf, buchar took the initiative to lift a box of goods and went to the center of the people.

Finally, Muqiqi understands why the people here love this seemingly indifferent general so much. It turns out that his indifference has always been external, and all his benevolence has been given to this people.

Mu Qiqi stepped on the mud and walked forward slowly. She staggered when she stepped deeply on the mud. Beside, Gu Chenyu didn't know when he was standing on her side, holding her arm firmly.

Muqiqi fluke to protect the balance, she raised her eyes to see him, said a thank you.

"This general buchar is really beyond my understanding." Muqi is a low sentence.

"The general's wife is also a kind-hearted person. Unfortunately, she died of complications caused by diabetes. She was only in her early 40s that year." Gu Chenyu said.

Mu Qiqi looks at Gu Chenyu beside her in amazement. These days, she has studied a lot of information about Xi Mian, but she has never heard of these things.

Gu Chenyu, on the other hand, is only a security guard of the concierge department. He does not have the authority of her level in terms of reading information. However, it is obvious that Gu Chenyu knows much more about Xi Mian than she does, even more detailed.

Yu Guangzhong, Gu Chenyu glanced at Mu Qiqi's questioning eyes, he looked at her, thin lips light pursed, "are these days and these people chat to hear."

"What do you hear? Have you ever been out of the general's house? " Muqiqi lowered his voice and asked in a low voice.

No wonder these days, Gu Chenyu will be missing from time to time for a while, it turned out that he escaped from the house to inspect the people.

It is enough to see his skills and other extraordinary people that he can avoid those closely guarded soldiers.

Go to the people's center, looking at the people's joy and Thanksgiving interlaced appearance, Muqiqi a burst of emotion.

Looking back to history, a hundred years ago, Ximian was a small rich country, but now it is not what it used to be.

Boxes of goods and materials from the hands of soldiers to the hands of the people, the box is heavy, in this mud, Muqiqi also can't help, can only watch in silence.

Suddenly, when a soldier carrying a box passed her, her eyes jumped, as if she saw something.

She shook her head for fear that she might read it wrong. She quickly approached and followed. Then she saw that the number "5277" was written on the label printed on the box, and there was a string of characters behind it, which was Xi mianwen, which she didn't recognize.

5277, for her, it was a series of special signals between her and Jin Yu, which perhaps touched the softest part of her heart. After more than a month's yearning, she gushed like a spring, and her tears almost ran down uncontrollably.

5277, is that him?

"What is that line of Western coronation writing about?" Muqiqi grabs Gu Chenyu's arm and asks.

Gu Chenyu saw Mu Qiqi's tears, thin lips stretched, and then translated: "Qiqi donated."

At the moment of hearing the translation, Muqiqi burst into tears, which was made by Jin Yu.

Excited, Muqiqi suddenly thought, she whispered: "he won't print these marks on the box for no reason, does he want to tell me something?"

Gu Chenxi's eyebrows jumped after hearing this. It seemed that he was keen in his profession. He couldn't help walking into the warehouse, pretending to carry the goods, picked up a box and looked at it carelessly as he walked.

Calm down for a moment, Muqiqi came to general buchar after wiping his tears. The man in his fifties was already sweating. His sweat soaked his clothes. Muqiqi handed him a handkerchief.

Buchar took it and wiped it.

The people who received the gifts came over and expressed their gratitude to the general. They did not know what buchar had said to them. The people immediately turned their eyes to Muqiqi beside him, and their sincere eyes were filled with gratitude.

Gu Chenyu rushed over and translated, "the people know that you are the donor of this batch of materials. Thank you for saying that you are the good fairy in the local myth. Your name is Qiqi. It happens that the fairy is Qiqi."

Muqiqi listens and laughs shyly. She can't afford the credit. After all, Jin Yu is behind the scenes. In fact, she just has no credit.

But in the face of the people's sincere eyes, Mu Qiqi is really hard to shirk. He asked Gu Chenyu to translate and say, "tell them that I will try my best to improve their living conditions, including fighting for more assistance for them."

After hearing Gu Chenxi's translation, the common people put their hands together in front of their chest, which is already a very high courtesy in the local etiquette.

Buchar looked at her and said something. Gu Chenxi translated and said, "the general said that they don't need your alms."

"No, it's not charity. I think the general also hopes that people's lives will be improved. After this rainstorm, if there is no continuous assistance, the current grain reserves in Xicheng will not survive this year."

From Gu Chenyu, buchar heard Mu Qiqi's statement.

Then, the old man, with grave brows, turned his back and walked back, saying in a deep voice, "come with me."