The young woman’s name was Clara, a college sophomore who was still on winter break. Clara had no parents and lived with her elderly grandmother, who supported her education by collecting and selling recyclables.
Since demolition had already begun in the village, most of the residents had moved out, leaving only a few scattered households behind.
With nowhere else to go, Clara and her grandmother had to stay in their house, which had no running water or electricity, waiting to receive their compensation money before they could leave.
Clara’s grandmother had a full head of white hair and a face etched with wrinkles, but her smile was incredibly kind.
“Grandma, the power and water have been shut off here. It must be so inconvenient for you. Let me help you rent a place in town to stay for a while,” Shirley offered, her voice full of sympathy for the pair.
“Oh, no, no,” the grandmother said, waving her hand with a smile. “We don’t watch TV anyway and go to bed early, so no electricity doesn’t bother us. And there’s still water in the hand pump well, so we’re managing just fine. But I appreciate the thought, dear. Thank you.”
Despite their poverty, Clara and her grandmother were remarkably optimistic.
“The village chief came by yesterday and told us the compensation money will be distributed next month,” Clara explained. “Once we get it, Grandma and I can move to town. She’s been dreaming of living in a new house.”
“Is it me who wants a new house, or you?” her grandmother chuckled, affectionately poking Clara’s head. “The chief said our family will get two new apartments and some cash. That means Clara’s tuition and living expenses are finally covered. The extra apartment will be for her when she gets married. With that, she’ll be able to marry a fine young man.”
“Grandma!” Clara interrupted, blushing.
Her grandmother just laughed, her wrinkles crinkling with love.
Clara and her grandmother were both incredibly warm, helping the show’s guests pick the freshest vegetables from their garden. After washing them, they placed them in a large wicker basket.
It was a full basket of vegetables, and though Clara and her grandmother had grown them, the crew couldn’t just take them for free.
However, none of them had brought any cash; these days, everyone paid with their phones.
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