Chapter 17
Seeing this news, Xiang Chunjiao's face suddenly darkened.

She didn't expect that they would be targeted if they didn't participate in the two material purchases.

[@8-2-903赵鸿: This owner mainly has extra food, please share some of it, the child will die. 】

[@9-2-703 Wang Lan: That’s right, please, give me something to eat. 】

For a while, the group was full of WeChat messages from @宋家庭.

Song Kangping was dumbfounded, he didn't expect this to happen.

He looked at his daughter with some concern. If he helped them, then everyone would ask them to share the food. How could they help.

"Why give it to them? Isn't this a moral kidnapping?" Song Yi suddenly became indignant.

"But those children are so pitiful." Ning Xiang sighed.

"We can give some to families with children, but forget it for others." Xiang Chunjiao couldn't bear to watch the children starve to death.

She took a photo of milk and bread piled in the corner and posted it in the group.

[@10-2-1203 Song Kangping: The four adults in our family have to eat, so we can only say that we will do our best.Families with children can come to us, one carton of milk and one bread per child. 】

The group immediately swiped the screen to thank the kind-hearted people, but there were also a few people who jumped out and sang against it.

[@10-2-1304 Zhou Xiuli: Why did such a heavy rain come here to find you?It's not that I sincerely don't want to give it.If you don't want to give it, don't send it out to pretend to be a good person. 】

Zhou Xiuli made such a statement indignantly.

She obviously lived upstairs, but because they had no children at home, she couldn't take advantage, so she was particularly unhappy.

A few families with children but far away chimed in.

[@16-1-601 Gu Ming: How did such a heavy rain pass, alas, before it passes, I will be drowned by the water on the road. 】

[@1-2-1502Pan Juhong: That's right, why don't you send it here! 】

……

The Song family was dumbfounded, they didn't expect such shameless people to exist.

Ning Xiang regretted persuading his daughter to help them.

Seeing that Song Kangping didn't speak anymore, those who had children nearby became anxious and quickly supported him in the group.

[@9-2-703王兰: We are not relatives or friends, it is out of love that people are willing to help, some people should not go too far. @@10-2-1203 Song Kangping, thank you for your generous help, I will let my husband get it. 】

[@10-1-405 Meng Yu: Thank you kind people, I will pick it up right away.My family has a two-year-old child. 】

After speaking, I sent a video of my child to the group. In the video, the little girl weakly called out to her father, and then said something very hungry in an inaudible voice.

Ning Xiang burst into tears as he watched, and he couldn't stop feeling guilty about what he did.

Seeing these two messages of helping to speak, the hearts of the Song family who were hurt by the cold finally warmed up a bit.

There are still people in the world who understand right and wrong.

Xiang Chunjiao also felt a little uncomfortable.

Her abilities are too limited, and there is still too little she can do to help.

Soon there was a knock on their door, and a man wearing a wet raincoat stood in front of their house, a little embarrassed.

"I'm Meng Yu, the owner of Unit 10, Building 1. My daughter is Meng Sihui, who is two years old. The water is too high. I was afraid that my phone would be damaged, so I didn't bring it here, so I can't show you the photos."

"I saw it in the group." Xiang Chunjiao packed the milk and bread in a plastic bag and handed it to him.

"Hey, didn't you say there is only one serving?" Meng Yu was a little surprised when he saw the five boxes of milk and five breads in the bag.

"I don't know how many people will come, so you take it first."

Xiang Chunjiao calculated the time, the rainstorm would be over in a week, and they would be able to go out to find food by then, so he gave them five portions of food, if there was too much, he might not be able to take it.

"Thank you, thank you so much." Meng Yu couldn't help crying while holding the food. A 1.8-meter-old man burst into tears for some bread and milk.

Song Kangping and Ning Xiang were particularly upset. If it wasn't for their daughter and son, they would probably be begging everywhere for food now.

"Take good care of the child, it will be fine." Xiang Chunjiao comforted.

"Thank you, thank you, I will definitely return it to you in the future." Meng Yu wiped away his tears, took the food and went downstairs again.

Not long after, there was another knock on the Song family's door.

A pale and panting man saw them and immediately said, "I am the owner of Unit 9, Building 2, Unit 703, and the husband of Wang Lan in the group."

Song Kangping nodded, he had a little impression of the name.

"Our child is five years old, and I really can't hold on, so I ask you for help. Adults can hold on even when they are hungry, but the child really can't stand it." Husband Wang Lan said, panting heavily.

"For the sake of the child, keep going." Xiang Chunjiao also gave him five boxes of milk and five breads.

"Thank you." Wang Lan's husband's eyes were a little moist, he thanked him, and ran away in a hurry, thinking of the starving child at home.

"Oh." Song Kangping and his wife sighed at the same time.

Later, several people came one after another, and Xiang Chunjiao gave each of them five portions of food.

"Bang bang bang." The door was knocked again.

Ning Xiang ran to open the door, and a man with mischievous eyebrows said, "I'll give my grandson something to eat."

Without waiting for Ning Xiang's consent, he broke into Song's house directly.

Song Yi immediately stepped forward to stop him.

"What do you want?"

Song Kangping also stared at him sullenly.

Fortunately, Yaoyao kept all the food in the space and there was nothing left to eat. Otherwise, it would be troublesome if this person saw him.

Seeing two men from the Song family, the man suddenly became frightened.

"Didn't it mean that if you have a child, you can come and ask for food." He took out his mobile phone and played the child's video to several people.

Xiang Chunjiao looked at his dry clothes and asked, "Which household do you belong to?"

"I'm from downstairs." The man laughed and laughed.

"How many, what's your name?" Xiang Chunjiao's face turned cold.

She is willing to help, but not everyone will help.

"What do you call me? If you don't want to give it to me, just say it." The man shouted angrily.

"Yeah, I just don't want to give it to you." Xiang Chunjiao winked at her father and brother, and they immediately kicked him out.

"Bah, I know how to pretend to be a good person in the group." The man spat viciously at the door of Song's house, and left angrily.

Soon someone jumped out of the group to accuse the Song family.

[@10-2-1304周丽丽: Some people are really hypocritical, saying that they will be given food if they have children, but they are kicked out.Hehehehe. 】

Xiang Chunjiao raised her eyebrows, she was still wondering which family the impolite man belonged to just now, wouldn't someone jump out and reveal her identity.

Someone in the group soon followed her.

[@1-2-1502 Pan Juhong: So I didn’t give it to you. Fortunately, I didn’t go there, otherwise the trip would have been in vain. 】

[@16-1-601Gu Ming: So what I posted just now was for show? 】

 I hope no one will say Jiaojiao Madonna. I think helping children who are dying of starvation within the scope of my ability is kindness and not a saint.

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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