Listening to the harsh sound of the wind outside, little Qingyu asked Lin Wanwan in confusion, "Mother, what does 'wandering homeless' mean?"
Lin Wanwan was busy discussing with Xiao Xianghua and didn't respond to the little one, who, in urgency, reached out her tiny hand to turn Lin Wanwan's face toward her: "Mother, Mother! What does 'wandering homeless' mean?"
Only then did Lin Wanwan look at her and, after pondering for a moment, said, "Wandering homeless means having no house to live in and nothing to eat."
"Why do they have no house to live in and nothing to eat?"
"Because their houses were blown down by the wind, and their fields were flooded."
"Oh, how pitiful! What do they do then? Do their children also have no house to live in and nothing to eat? Will they go hungry?"
"They will work hard to farm, and when they grow their crops, they can eat and also sell them to build houses."
"Oh, then mother, let's farm too. We want to grow lots and lots of crops!"
