60s Famine Year: I Rely on Group Buying to Pamper the Cold-Faced Educated Youth

【Aloof and taciturn high-peak flower vs. dainty and clever farm girl, both pure】

Shi Yue was divorced. After forcing her heartless ex-husband to the brink of bankruptcy and infamy, she re...

Chapter 93 A Sorrow That Cannot Be Heard

After saying goodbye to Xiang Chengshan, Shiyue immediately told He Lixuan the news, and He Lixuan was naturally very happy.

Shiyue asked with some concern, "Will Song Wen take that letter to the countryside to mail it?"

After tinkering at Yang Jianye's house, He Lixuan went back and wrote a letter of denunciation.

To avoid arousing suspicion about his relationship with Shen Yuanbai, He Lixuan also gave the letter to Song Wen, asking him to find an opportunity to mail it from the rural post office after they had completely left.

Rural post offices usually have two mailboxes at the entrance. You can drop a mailbox in there without anyone noticing, and nobody will know who sent it.

"Yes, Brother Song is cautious, and he won't be careless about this kind of issue."

Thinking that Yang Jianye was quarantined, it was a way of venting the anger of Uncle Shen's family!

Shiyue was in an extremely pleasant mood at that moment.

They naturally believed He Lixuan's words.

She immediately said, "I'm going to call Sister Ningning when we get to the county town; she gave me her phone number. Do you want to call Brother Song Wen?"

He Lixuan's most important purpose in going to the county town this time was to call his parents and tell them that he had found his second brother.

He hadn't originally planned to call Song Wen, but after hearing Shi Yue's suggestion, he nodded and said, "Let's give him a call and tell him about my second brother. I was originally planning to write him a letter."

Deputy Captain Xu came out of the commune not long after. They waited for a while before the group of greedy cats came running back from a distance, clutching their schoolbags like thieves.

They thought they had done a good job of being discreet, but anyone with eyes could see that there was definitely food in that bag.

Before Shiyue and the others could speak, Xu Mantian snorted and asked, "What, did you all go and steal?"

Jiang Dong chuckled and slipped something into his pocket.

Xu Mantian touched it and found it was a still-hot boiled egg.

He laughed and cursed a few times, then ignored the guys behind him.

The group returned to the mule cart and sat down.

Ye Puan handed the aluminum lunchbox back to Shiyue.

Shiyue opened it and found two steamed buns made from two different types of dough, with a thick layer of black pickled vegetable shreds sandwiched inside.

The pickled vegetable shreds were glistening with oil and smelled wonderfully of sesame oil.

"There are no white flour steamed buns today," Ye Puan said.

In early summer, Yu Chuxia slipped a piping hot egg into Shiyue's hand and whispered, "Shiyue, hold this to warm your hands."

As she spoke, she glanced at her cousin and said, "This is for you, there's none for my brother!"

After saying that, as if afraid He Lixuan wouldn't hear, she snorted, "Who told him not to go? The head chef even asked him if he could sell us two more eggs if he went!"

Shiyue thought to herself, "Isn't the master chef eyeing He Lixuan?"

I got so many good things from him last time!

However, this statement cannot be explained.

She suppressed a laugh, nodded emphatically, and agreed, "Exactly! Who told him not to go? So we can't give him eggs!"

He couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips upwards.

The group arrived in the county town before nine o'clock.

Xu Mantian was going to collect the grain seeds.

Knowing that the group wanted to go shopping, he didn't let them come along. He only arranged to meet them at a time in the afternoon before they went their separate ways.

Yu Chuxia and Jiang Dong came with a mission, so they naturally went to the supply and marketing cooperative first. Shi Yue and the others came mainly to make phone calls, so the five of them split into two groups again, with the three of them in one group and the two of them in another, and they also went their separate ways.

Shiyue and He Lixuan found the county's post office.

There weren't many people making calls at that time, and they completed the procedures quickly.

First strike in October.

She was lucky; Shen Ningning happened to be in class when she called and answered the phone quickly.

Because the phone was installed in the doctor's office, it wasn't very convenient for them to talk frequently, and they couldn't go into too much detail, so they just shared their recent situations.

Shiyue knew that Uncle Shen's family had moved to the tenement, but that was only temporary.

He's already working at the factory, and things are going well.

Although it was the second food factory, it looked very energetic and prosperous because it was new and had less workload.

The factory workers also respected Uncle Shen very much and promised that they would be able to move into their new home within six months at most.

Because their home had a lot of furniture and small rooms, they even rented a small room nearby specifically for them to store odds and ends.

Shen Ningning sighed, "No one expected that this would be the end of suffering and the beginning of happiness!"

Shiyue hadn't expected things to turn out this way, and she was very happy for Uncle Shen's family.

Shiyue was still thinking about how to bring up the Yang family matter with Sister Ningning, but she didn't expect Ningning to bring it up first.

She said, "Zhuang Ling is back; she's Sun Chengcai's mother-in-law. Something happened to their family."

Shen Ningning probably thought that Shiyue would feel very aggrieved if she heard about this, so she explained it in great detail.

After all, even though their family moved out of the university area, they still knew many people there, and no amount of news could escape their ears.

Shi Yue heard much more from Shen Ningning than from Xiang Chengshan.

Shen Ningning said that the school's Party Committee and the Education Bureau simultaneously received a letter of denunciation signed by an informed member of the public, claiming that Yang Jianye harbored anti-Party and anti-government intentions.

He said he disrespected the leader...

Anyway, it's all like that.

In this day and age, such a letter can be deadly!

Even if Yang Jianye could control everything at the university, even if he was a high-ranking official, this matter couldn't be left unresolved; it had to be investigated.

In addition, the Education Bureau also sent a special investigation team.

Yang Jianye firmly denied having done such a thing, slamming his fist on the table loudly, and personally led the working group to their home to investigate.

As it turned out, a problem was discovered during the investigation.

First, a notebook of clippings was found in his bookshelf, and many of the clippings were followed by his own comments.

Although it is short, it contains many words of criticism, contempt, and even insults.

They expressed their dissatisfaction to the fullest extent.

Not only that, but among his accumulated newspapers, he also found one that had been torn to shreds.

Not only did the scissors cut off half of the leader's face, but the newspaper was also crumpled up on the ground, clearly used to wipe away dirt!

With these two things, it would be easy to directly label Yang Jianye a counter-revolutionary!

It is said that Yang Jianye was stunned on the spot and kept shouting that he was wronged!

He insisted that he did not write those comments, nor did he place the newspapers.

What he said makes a lot of sense. If he knew that such a thing was hidden in his house, why would he personally bring workers to search his house?

But the problem arises again.

The handwriting in the comment was clearly from Yang Jianye.

Anyone who has had contact with him can see that.

Yang Jianye served as a leader in the university for many years; who wouldn't recognize his handwriting?

Even those who were willing to defend him, now found themselves speechless in the face of those words.