After finishing planting wheat and rice, it was time to plant sweet potatoes, radishes, and other crops.

Anyway, the entire month of May was nonstop work.

Unless something catastrophic happened, even taking a day off was not approved.

Old Feng rested for one day, then went back to work.

The medicine from the city hospital was indeed much stronger than that from the commune health clinic. After taking it for more than a day, Old Feng’s pain had greatly lessened.

Bai Jianshan, understanding his old age and fragile health, halved his workload — they didn’t want him risking his life.

The grandfather and grandson had only a small amount of work, so they could work slowly and not too hard.

Also, before going to bed at night, Old Feng distributed the flour again, so during the day they could eat steamed buns and millet porridge, with an egg and a bowl of brown sugar water—both nourishing and filling.

Within a couple of days, the grandfather and grandson rarely felt hungry because their stomachs were better fed.

That night, after dinner, Qiao Jiuru estimated that their fine grains were nearly finished, so he sent Su Huaiyuan and his son Su Ze to deliver more food.

Fifteen jin of sweet potatoes, fifteen jin of potatoes, five jin of rice, and three jin of flour.

After some thought, Qiao Jiuru also added a piece of cured pork weighing about three taels.

It wasn’t that she was stingy, but some things simply couldn’t be known by others, and this amount was already considered a heavy gift.

Su Huaiyuan personally carried the fine grains and cured meat, while his son Su Ze carried the thirty jin of coarse grains.

Otherwise, why would he bring his son along?!

Su Huaiyuan had already learned through Cai Qingwen which house Old Feng was staying in, so he took his son there and knocked on the door.

Old Feng and his grandson had finished dinner and just washed up, preparing to lie down when they heard someone knocking.

“Who is it?!”

At this hour, who could it be?

Old Feng cautiously approached the door and whispered.

“Su Huaiyuan.”

Outside, Su Huaiyuan also lowered his voice as he announced his name; everyone was very careful.

Old Feng immediately opened the door, and sure enough, two people were standing there.

The door opened, and Su Huaiyuan and Su Ze hurried inside, their movements smooth and coordinated.

“Grandpa Su, Uncle Su.”

Feng Zilu was sitting on the kang (heated brick bed) watching the visitors. Although the room was dim, he recognized them at once and happily whispered.

“Good children.”

Su Huaiyuan also saw the little guy sitting on the kang and couldn’t help but smile warmly as he greeted him.

By now, Old Feng had lit the lamp again, brightening the room.

“Old Su, thank you and your wife. Without your medicine, I wouldn’t have gotten better.”

Old Feng had met Su Huaiyuan and Qiao Jiuru’s family before and naturally recognized Su Huaiyuan and his son Su Ze.

He was both excited and grateful, thanking them sincerely.

“Old Feng, if the medicine helps, that’s the whole point of making it. Your recovery is what matters.”

Su Huaiyuan waved his hands repeatedly, feeling embarrassed — this was his first time doing something like this, and he wasn’t used to it.

“By the way, your stomach isn’t good. You must have finished the things from a few days ago, right? My wife asked us to bring some more food for you and the child.”

Su Huaiyuan placed the items he carried on the kang, then pointed to the things Su Ze was holding, explaining their purpose for coming tonight.

Old Feng’s eyes instantly turned red, though it wasn’t obvious in the dim light.

He never expected that, despite not knowing them well, and the family having only been here a little over a month, they would still reach out to help him and his grandson.

He was so moved he didn’t know what to say.

In fact, these past days, Old Feng had secretly asked Cai Qingwen about Su Huaiyuan and Qiao Jiuru’s character and affairs.

Whatever Cai Qingwen knew, he also knew.

Su Huaiyuan and Qiao Jiuru were both good people and trustworthy.

“Xiao Su, I want to talk to your dad for a moment. Can you stand guard outside the door for us?”