The two of them walked for more than ten minutes to get to the place where they worked. The farm here mainly planted some supplies, including vegetables, fruits, rice, wheat, and one of them, which was about 300 acres of fruit forest, and had not raised some cattle and sheep.

Here, there are dozens of people sent down, and they all do the hardest and most tiring work. Middle-aged people like Chu Chongming usually live in orchards, eating and living there. There are many mosquitoes in summer and cold in winter, and they know that people can’t sleep at all.

There were Chu Molin who had found the anti-mosquito medicine bags they had in the black market. The situation was much better, but from winter until now, Chu Chongming couldn't sleep at night, it was too cold.

The same situation as him is, there are also a few people who manage this fruit forest together. They were all sent to Kyoto, and they have known each other before.

"Dad." Chu Chongming stood up straight, pounded his sore waist, and suddenly heard his son's voice, thinking that he might have not had a good sleep these days and had auditory hallucinations.

Chu Molin's eyes were a little sour. Looking at the person in front of him who had a hunched figure, gray temples, and looked similar to his grandfather, tears almost fell down. After seeing her screaming, he cried again.

Chu Chongming slowly raised his head when he heard the second sound. Seeing his son's face turned red, he finally let go of his uneasiness for more than half a year. He could not keep his previous steady life in the wild, and tears fell down.

He suffered here, and it was nothing. He just kept thinking about his old father and son. Although the people from the Lu family had come to deliver things to her and told her about the situation, they didn't see him with their own eyes and never believed him, just because they were afraid that they would not report good news or bad news.

After all, when he came here, the old man's health was indeed very poor, and the medical conditions here were also very poor. He could not imagine what his son would do if his father left?

Now, seeing his son doing this, he finally believed his father and was better, otherwise his son would not come to see him in this state.

"Linzi, why are you here? Where is your grandfather? How is her health now?" Chu Chongming took two steps to his son, and his voice was filled with a crying voice.

"It's okay, Dad, Grandpa is very good, really, his health has improved a lot. Now, there are basically no other problems except for occasional colds. You have to take care of yourself, otherwise Grandpa will be worried." Chu Molin also held his father excitedly. Looking at the past six months, he tortured his originally elegant father to this, and felt so distressed that he was bleeding, but he did not dare to show any abnormality on his face.

"Old Chu, you can rest assured now. I said that Xiaoyi is not lying, you are always worried. Look at your son, you must be good. Every time you see this rosy face." Seeing that the father and son were a little excited, an old man next to him immediately came out to smooth things over.

"Grandpa Tang, you are here too. The weather is cold now. How are you? Are you cold? I'll get you two quilts for you tomorrow. This time I came in a hurry and didn't prepare anything. I brought some pastries and red dates to come. Grandpa Tang has a pastry. Have you had lunch? I don't know you are here too, so I only brought a meal from my dad, which also contains meat made by Grandma Lu." Chu Molin also knew the old man next to him. This was their old neighbor, who had been a professor in college before.

He is also an old friend to his grandfather. Lu Nanyi didn't tell him that this person is here, so he doesn't bring much, but Fenfen can still do it.

Not far from where they were standing, there were several straw sheds where they live now, very simple straw sheds. This straw shed is much worse than the cowshed where Grandpa Chu lives. It will definitely leak when it rains.

Fortunately, there is not much rain here, and if the weather is cold, it will be like a refrigerator.

Several people entered the straw shed. They simply built a stove outside the straw shed, with an iron pot and a bamboo grate, a spatula and bowls and chopsticks for five or six of them. Even the plates were bamboo tubes made of bamboo themselves.

Chu Molin went into the straw shed and put down the things, took out the can of food from the bamboo tube and placed it on the table. Seeing that they had not cooked, he volunteered to cook for them, but was stopped.

Their food is all fixed. If Chu Molin doesn't pay attention to it, he will have to cook less in the next meal.

Fortunately, they are in the mountains and forests, and they can often find some wild vegetables mixed with brown rice to put them in the pot. Otherwise, everyone can only get enough water for the little food they get when they are given. Even if they eat a meal, they will have to drink it for two days.

Chu Molin looked at the fruit forest on their side and found that if he continued to walk back, there would be nothing else except the fence. In other words, if he brought things over, he would not have to go through the main entrance. He also carefully observed here, thinking about the feasibility of sending things over from the other side of the forest.

How could Lu Nanyi not know what he was thinking for so many years? Lu Nanyi has also followed his original intention so many times, but he didn't think of this method.

So while everyone was having a meal, the two of them secretly went to explore. Because they couldn't come in for too long, they didn't go very far. They took a rough look and then came out.

The two of them came out of the depths of the fruit forest and went back because they looked at their grass house, and there was nothing warm at all. They didn't even have a fire barbecue except those worn quilts. It must be very cold at night. He had to go back and think of ways to get a few quilts over.

But now they have to detect whether the depths of the fruit forest can pass through? If possible, they will have to deliver things or food in the future, which will be much easier. They don’t have to pass through the previous managers and send them directly from here, which is much more convenient.

"How long has it been since I had such a full meal?" After eating, Teacher Tang collapsed on the haystack and touched it, sighing with satisfaction.

"From the day when I was reported to now, I have not lived in humiliation. I thought that if one day I could wash away the grievances and see the light of day again, then no matter how much suffering I suffered, it would be worth it." Another old man who lived with them also said with some emotion.

"Who said no? I just don't know if I will live to that day?" Li Rulan, the opera teacher, sighed even more. He was not a master who could endure hardships. He had been taken care of everything before and was brought here. He still couldn't learn how to cook for half a year. If it weren't for the few people here who were easy to get along with, he would probably starve to death.
Chapter completed!