"Meng Zhi, don't worry. Don't say this kid is my grandson. Even if he isn't, I won't let him go. Dismissing him for no reason is lawless!"
Feng Hushan said this to comfort his wife Meng Weizhi, but it was also to vent his anger.
"That's right. People's lives have only been stable for a short time, and these people who don't respect the achievements of the revolution have come out again!" Meng Weizhi also cursed.
"Don't worry, I've asked Wushan to handle this matter, and there will be results soon!
If Feng Yuxing is truly our grandson, I will contact the relevant comrades and have all the unqualified cadres in Yangjing dismissed!"
Feng Hushan patted his chest and said with a promise.
. . . . . .
Feng Hushanxi hurried to the Wei family and chatted with Wei Ge, the old man of the Wei family, over tea.
"Hushan, you look like you have some great news today!"
Wei Ge teased as he poured tea for Feng Hushan.
"Brother Wei, there is a happy event, but it has not been finalized yet. Guess, see if you can guess it."
Feng Hushan said excitedly.
"What do you mean by the whereabouts of your foster son?"
Wei Ge thought that there were not many things that could make Feng Hushan happy. Besides not having to worry about food and clothing, the only thing that could make him happy was his son who had been fostered and could not be found.
"Brother Wei, you're only half right. It's not news about my son, but news about my grandson!"
Feng Hushan became more and more excited as he spoke.
"Oh! Are you sure? Where is it?"
Wei Ge also became interested. It would be a blessing if his revolutionary friends could find their descendants.
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