Li's father was filled with remorse; he sat on the kang (a heated brick bed) and almost set his quilt on fire with his pipe.

If I had known my son-in-law would have such good fortune, I shouldn't have let it go when I discovered Chunfen and Guangzong's affair. I should have stopped it sooner!

Just as the Li family was filled with regret and curses, Captain Li arrived with two members of the Li family who clearly had no shortage of food and drink.

The woman had a shrewd look on her face and held Li's mother's hand, speaking earnestly and patiently.

“Sister-in-law, you shouldn’t be coming to take possession of the house so early, but look, your child’s wedding is just around the corner. Fathers and daughters all over the world are heartbroken. You and your eighth brother should do us a favor today.”

As the saying goes, misfortunes never come singly. In order to raise the thousand yuan to give to Xiang Hongjun, the Li family had to mortgage their brick house to the clan, which was essentially a sale.

Originally, he was given a month's notice, but Captain Li, who was being promoted to director of Xiang Hongjun, couldn't sit still any longer.

Judging from his own experience, if he were in his shoes, he certainly wouldn't want the Li family to have a good life.

As a subordinate, the first thing to do is to learn to solve problems for your leader. Although it was hard to accept at first and he felt very upset and bitter, he still brought people over to take possession of the house.

"Are you trying to force my family to our deaths?" Mother Li stamped her feet, her cries shaking the heavens.

But what good is crying? The Li family is still forced to accept their predetermined fate of moving to a thatched house at the end of the village before tonight.

Exhausted, Li Chunfen returned home from work with her son and heard about this. Her face was full of hatred.

"Ruan Xianxian, it must be Ruan Xianxian who found a way for that good-for-nothing surnamed Xiang, and she even said that the two of them had no relationship. If they have no relationship, why is she going to such lengths to help him?"

Li Chunfen's guess was actually wrong about Ruan Xianxian.

She would lend a hand in times of emergency, but not in times of poverty; she would help others in need; she would lend a hand to acquaintances whose lives were in danger; and the matter of her transfer was indeed due to her connections and significant abilities within the Red Army.

There's no need for her to add unnecessary details.

Making Xiang Hongjun the commune director would be entirely beneficial to her, and she could now fully implement her plans!

He was sitting cross-legged in the brigade office, having just hung up the phone with his grandmother to let her know he was safe.

Yan Fenghua arrived in Beijing unharmed, and her grandmother subtly mentioned her upcoming position as a researcher at Institute 507.

She suspected that the Yan family had some unknown secrets, otherwise where would her strange abilities come from? But the old lady wouldn't say, and she had no evidence.

It's unimaginable what would happen if Old Man Ruan learned that his ex-wife had not only been exonerated and found a new love, but had also gone even further.

His real power and the importance of his work far surpass that of that old geezer; wouldn't everyone be overjoyed and happy to see him die?

When he's happy, he'll pee from his eyes and the corners of his mouth!

Xiang Hongjun looked at his tea mug that had been "requisitioned." The good tea leaves had been replaced with brownish sweet water. This guy had already drunk five cups. Wasn't he feeling suffocated?

"The telephones in my brigade are practically your personal property now."

Just then, the phone rang, and Ruan Xianxian instinctively picked up the receiver. "Hello, who is it?"

A deep, unfamiliar male voice came from the other end of the phone: "Excuse me, I'm looking for Ruan Xianxian, the educated youth from the educated youth settlement."

"Looking for me? Speaking Mandarin?" A question mark popped up above Ruan Xianxian's head. Could it be that Old Man Ruan really died of laughter? Thinking this to herself, she replied quickly.

"I'm Ruan Xianxian, who are you?"

The other person remained silent for a long time, and when they spoke again, their voice was devoid of emotion.

"My name is Jin Fei, a platoon leader in the Second Division of Heilongjiang Province, and also the girlfriend of the gentle and kind-hearted educated youth, Wen. I hope you can be strict with yourself."

Do not continue to maliciously make things difficult for revolutionary comrades for your own selfish reasons.

Huh? Ruan Xianxian looked confused. "I'm making things difficult for her? May I ask, Comrade Jin, is your large intestine, which is inside your brain, like the small intestine?"

You call it being harassed because the guy who stole my money? Is this how the military trains your values ​​and understanding?

Jin Fei: "Comrade Ruan, I am speaking to you politely, please do not resort to personal attacks."

As for the alleged theft? His partner told him that it was a setup to eliminate dissidents.

He also didn't believe that a good comrade like Wenrou, who volunteered to do the hardest work on the river, would do something so morally reprehensible as to steal chickens and dogs.

“Ruan Zhiqing, if you insist that my boyfriend stole money, I don’t mind asking the relevant departments to conduct a thorough investigation.”

He was about to submit his marriage application when his fiancée suddenly called, crying and saying she couldn't marry him anymore.

That won't do.

The Jin family was in dire straits, and he already felt guilty for not being able to personally take care of his parents who were suffering on the farm while he was in the army.

I believe that after getting the marriage certificate, such a gentle and kind person will agree to go to the farm to take care of his parents in his place.

The matter of getting married and registering the marriage certificate should not be delayed.

"Fine! You're a coward if you don't come to investigate."

After hanging up the phone, Ruan Xianxian tapped her index finger on the table and looked at Hong Jun, who was sitting calmly to the side.

She called Fan Caicai, who grew flowers in the commune, and said, "Help me look up someone, Jin Fei from the Second Division."

Just as Fan Caicai was about to hang up the phone, Ruan Xianxian's words, "I suspect he's possessed by an evil spirit," stopped him in his tracks.

Helpless, he said, "Wait for me."

Two hours later, the person came in person with a document.

They even went so far as to reveal how old Jinfei was when he wet the bed.

Ruan Xianxian was increasingly surprised as she looked. The Jin family had been labeled as capitalist roaders and sent to the countryside. On the eve of the incident, Jin's parents used their connections to get their son into the army.

She read the materials word by word, and concluded, "The Jin family doesn't seem to have been wronged."

"Yes." Fan Caicai pushed up her glasses.

People like teachers and researchers who returned from overseas... are rather wronged.

Some bad elements who exploit and monopolize labor freedom through capital monopoly truly deserve to be shot and exiled, and the Jin family is among them.

Ruan Xianxian stroked her chin with her fingertips, "I can tell from Jin Fei's attitude that he is determined to marry Wenrou."

Things don't seem to be that simple.

If today's events hadn't occurred, I originally planned to have a conversation with Comrade Jin. If he was reasonable, I would have offered him some advice to pull him back from the brink. If that didn't work, I would have prepared a confession for him.

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