The autumn wind carried a growing chill as it whistled through the fields. Withered leaves danced in the wind. As Su Yun Duo stepped out of the forest, she was met with a gust of cold wind that sent shivers down her spine.,The current state of poverty in our home cannot be changed overnight. We can only take things one step at a time. With these meager provisions in my basket, we are able to have a decent meal for dinner today.,In Su Yunduo's memory, this uncle was very kind to all the younger generations.。