Li Jinfeng was at the dinner table, listening to what Song Chunling said, and her mouth was almost open in surprise.
In the 1960s, one hundred kilograms of fine grain were supplied per month?
What is this standard?
You have to know that in the production teams below, a family of ten might not get even 100 kilograms of fine grain a year.
At this moment, Li Jinfeng realized how powerful Mr. Lu was.
Or in other words, how great is one's ability.
Before, she had only heard Lu Jianguo say that the old man was a businessman who started out in flour and cotton spinning. Later, during the war, he donated most of his wealth and made many contributions.
Thinking about it now, the scale of the old man’s business at that time was probably beyond her imagination.
Song Chunling's words clearly irritated Old Master Lu. "The past was the past, and the present is now! Remember this: from now on, whatever standards others hold you to, you'll have to live up to them. If others eat coarse food, you'll have to eat coarse food!"
Mr. Lu's attitude is a little abnormal.
As Li Jinfeng listened, she felt that the old man seemed to know something.
Of course, she still supported the old man's decision.
If you are not low-key at this time, when will you be low-key?
After being scolded by the old man, the atmosphere at the dinner table was not good, and with the boiled dishes, no one could eat.
Li Jinfeng has long been accustomed to living in the Li family.
In addition, in her previous life, in order to lose weight, she would have diet meals from time to time, so this kind of oil-free dish was a piece of cake for her.
I drank two bowls of porridge and ate most of the vegetables.
In sharp contrast to her were the others, who moved their chopsticks for a long time but didn't pick up even a single dish. The porridge in their bowls remained the same as it was when they were first served.
Mr. Lu saw all of this and felt very disappointed.
Fortunately, he can still find comfort!
Old Master Lu glanced at Li Jinfeng and was once again glad that his grandson had found a wife named Li Jinfeng.
After the meal, except for Lu Mingfang and Guo Song, everyone else left in shame.
Li Jinfeng and Sister E cleaned up the mess.
The untouched dishes and porridge were placed in the kitchen and eaten at night.
After finishing the kitchen work, Li Jinfeng saw Mr. Lu warming himself by the fire in the living room, so she found a small stool and sat down next to him.
While roasting the fire, I looked at the flames in the brazier.
Mr. Lu waited for a long time, but Li Jinfeng didn't say anything, so he asked, "Jinfeng girl, aren't you curious why grandpa said this and why he did this?"
Li Jinfeng nodded, "Curious!"
"In that case, why don't you ask grandpa the reason?" said Mr. Lu.
"Grandpa has his own ideas, and he will tell me when he wants to! Besides, I think what Grandpa says is right." Li Jinfeng said.
"Why?"
When Mr. Lu was young, he also lived in the countryside, so when he spoke to Li Jinfeng, he could even pick up a few words from the local accent.
Li Jinfeng said that she was used to it, and since the difference was only a few words, she had no intention of changing it.
"I want to tell Grandpa a story..."
Li Jinfeng told Mr. Lu about Zhang Xiaobao and Grandma Zhang.
After listening to this, Mr. Lu suddenly felt that his granddaughter-in-law really understood his painstaking efforts.
Mr. Lu now only wants to protect the Lu family and everyone in the Lu family.
The Lu family cannot be treated specially.
People like Jinfeng and Jianguo are fine. When they are outside, they know what they should wear and eat, and what they should not wear and eat.
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