The sky collapsed, and in the blink of an eye, I found myself transported to Nanluoguxiang.

Li Kaixin turned around and saw Lu Chunhua hurrying over from the opposite side.

"Aunt Lu, what can I do for you?" Li Kaixin spoke first.

Lu Chunhua stopped a few steps away from him, looking a little embarrassed: "Kaixin, it's like this, Auntie has something I'd like to ask you for help with."

Upon hearing this, Li Kaixin smiled gently and said, "Please tell me. I will definitely help if it's something I can do."

Seeing this, Lu Chunhua hesitated before she could speak.

After a while, she sighed heavily before slowly speaking.

"Kaixin, do you have any extra food? I'd like to buy some from you?"

Li Kaixin paused for a moment, feeling something was off.

Grandma Lu and her husband only have one daughter, and both of them have urban household registration, so they shouldn't be short of food.

"Aunt Lu, is your family facing some difficulties?" Li Kaixin asked softly, snapping out of her thoughts.

Upon hearing this, Lu Chunhua could no longer hold back, and her eyes immediately reddened.

Li Kaixin usually couldn't stand this kind of thing, and she became somewhat at a loss:

"Aunt Lu, please don't cry. Tell us what happened, and we'll figure out a solution together."

Lu Chunhua wiped her eyes with her sleeve before telling the story:

"Kaixin, to tell you the truth, your Uncle Song was robbed of his grain on his way back from the grain station yesterday, and his leg was broken by those people. My family is almost out of food now."

Upon hearing this, Li Kaixin's face darkened: "Where is Uncle Song now? How badly is he injured?"

He never imagined that there would be such brazen people who would dare to rob people in Beijing during the day.

"She's still lying at home, and the doctor said she might not be able to get out of bed for more than two months." Lu Chunhua's tears fell again.

"Aunt Lu, did you report it to the police?"

"We reported it, but those people were all masked, and the police told us not to have too much hope."

As Lu Chunhua spoke, she looked at Li Kaixin with hopeful eyes: "Kaixin, Auntie really has no other choice. What do you think about your condition?"

"Aunt Lu, how many kilograms of grain do you need?"

"Forty jin!" Lu Chunhua gritted her teeth and held up four fingers.

Li Kaixin fell silent upon hearing the number.

He wasn't short of food, but he was afraid that if he opened the door, everyone in the courtyard would come looking for him.

When Lu Chunhua saw that he didn't speak, her eyes dimmed.

She forced a smile, her voice hoarse: "Kaixin, if you don't have any, that's fine. I'll ask someone in the compound to borrow some more."

"Wait, Aunt Lu!" Li Kaixin quickly called out to her, "I have some food here, but you have to agree to one condition."

Lu Chunhua turned around abruptly, hope rekindling in her eyes: "Kaixin, what are the conditions?"

"Aunt Lu, please don't tell anyone about this grain matter."

"Don't worry, I'm happy about that." Lu Chunhua quickly patted her chest to assure them, "If anyone asks, I'll just say I had someone buy it for me at the pigeon market."

"Okay, Aunt Lu! You go back and wait, I'll bring it to you in a bit."

Li Kaixin finished speaking and, without giving her a chance to reply, turned and walked into her room.

Lu Chunhua stood there, watching his back.

After closing the door, Li Kaixin realized that he seemed to have forgotten to ask Aunt Lu whether he wanted coarse or refined grains.

He thought about it and decided to make it half coarse grains and half refined grains.

Just as he finished packing the two bags of grain, Li Kaixin seemed to remember something and sighed.

Then he took out a bottle of medicinal wine he had made himself for sprains and bruises from the secret space.

After doing all this, I reopened the door and went out.

Lu Chunhua was nowhere to be seen in the courtyard. Li Kaixin didn't linger and headed straight for the opposite gate.

In Lu Chunhua's home, a middle-aged man was lying on the bed in the master bedroom, with several wooden sticks stuck between his left calves. This man was Lu Chunhua's husband, Song Qiang.

His daughter, Song Anting, was also by his bedside.

"Dad, Mom has borrowed from almost everyone in the yard, but she hasn't been able to borrow even a few pounds of grain. Should I go to the pigeon market tonight?" Song Anting said, her voice trembling with tears as she held her father's hand.

"No way!" Song Qiang said excitedly, struggling to sit up. "An Ting, it's too dangerous for a girl like you to go to Pigeon City."

"But, but, our family will run out of food in a day or two at most."

"No means no! I'd rather starve to death than let you take this risk." Song Qiang's attitude remained firm.

While it's safe inside Pigeon City, it's a different story outside.

If a little girl were targeted by the people there, having her food stolen would be the best-case scenario; he didn't even want to think about worse outcomes.

Before Song Anting could say anything more, Lu Chunhua pushed open the door and came in.

As she walked into the bedroom, she said, "Honey, honey, we have enough food."

"Mother, is this true?" Song Anting interjected, her eyes filled with urgency.

"Of course it's true!"

Lu Chunhua approached and smiled as she patted her daughter's head. "She weighs forty pounds in total. If we're careful with her diet, it'll be enough to last until next month."

"That's wonderful! That's wonderful!" Song Anting was so excited that tears streamed down her face.

Seeing her father injured yesterday and realizing they had run out of food for the month, she felt immense pressure.

Instead of being happy, Song Qiang on the bed looked at his wife with suspicion: "Wife, who did you borrow it from?"

These days, very few people can produce forty or fifty kilograms of grain at once.

He was afraid that his wife had been deceived and would end up disappointed.

"Honey, it's Kaixin from across the street, it'll be delivered in a bit!" Lu Chunhua sat down next to her daughter, still smiling.

Upon hearing this, Song Qiang breathed a sigh of relief.

He knew that with Li Kaixin's abilities, producing forty catties of grain would not be a problem at all.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Lu Chunhua stood up abruptly and said to her husband with a smile, "Honey, it must be Kaixin bringing the grain. I'll go open the door right now."

Before she could finish speaking, she had already walked towards the door.

"Dad, I'm going to go take a look too!" Song Anting said, jogging to catch up with her mother.

In the courtyard, it was gradually getting dark.

Li Kaixin stood quietly at the door of Lu Chunhua's house, carrying two bags of grain.

As soon as the door opened, he immediately handed over the sack in his hand: "Aunt Lu, this is the forty catties of grain you requested."

Lu Chunhua took the sack and quickly bowed to express her gratitude, "Kaixin, thank you so much this time."

"Aunt Lu, please don't do this!"

Li Kaixin quickly helped her up, saying, "You've helped me before, this is nothing."

What Li Kaixin said was true; whether it was helping to look after the house or passing on messages, Aunt Lu had done a lot of work.

This is one of the reasons why we decided to provide her with food.