Chapter 1657 Politely Declined 1
Seeing this scene and hearing this conversation, not only Dean Lin and the two guards, but even Feng Qingxue was stunned.
"A Jiang, is this true?" Feng Qingxue asked, but she didn't feel strange in her heart, because she was well aware that Lu Jiang had been in the army for more than 20 years and his comrades were spread all over the country, but only a few of them stayed in the army to continue their development.
Lu Jiang held Wang Zhao's hand tightly, "It can't be wrong, the appearance can't be wrong, the surname can't be wrong, and this hitching post can't be grown just right. The last letter between Erxi and I was fifteen years ago, and we haven't been in touch since then. My letter was lost in the sea after it was sent. Erxi is from southern Hebei, not Wucheng in northern Hebei, so I didn't ask for details after I came to the army. Now think about it, even if I asked, I probably wouldn't get any specific information. Erxi changed his name and is no longer alive."
After leaving the army, many veterans did not want to make their past glory public, so they changed their names and continued to devote themselves to national construction to avoid being looked down upon by the world because of their merits.
A large number of these veterans have made outstanding contributions in the army, and some of them hold very high positions.
An old regiment commander from his youth had won two first-class merits, three second-class merits and five third-class merits. He retired from the army twenty years ago and there has been no news of him since. He guessed that this old regiment commander probably changed his name like Wang Erxi.
Wang Zhao was a little bit at a loss. This tall and mighty leader in front of him was his father's comrade-in-arms? It was incredible.
"Yes, the meal should be ready. Let's go eat first and don't let the children go hungry!" Dean Lin looked at the six stunned children.
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Lu Erxiong was more expressive. He took out two candies from Xibao's pocket and ran over to stuff them into Wang Zhao's hands. "You are the older brother of dad's comrade-in-arms. I'm giving you an extra candy. Don't tell others, or they will be unhappy!"
Feng Qingxue looked at Wang Zhao carefully for a moment, and suddenly something came to her mind. She stepped forward and patted Lu Jiang's arm, "Ah Jiang, you look so excited. Don't scare the child. Let's talk slowly after breakfast."
She winked at Wang Zhao, then turned around and went to give out candy with her brother.
Xi Bao held the candy in her pocket and said, "Grandma Lin, can you wait until we have distributed the candy?"
There were less than two hundred children, and the older boys and girls had already left their rooms to do laundry and cooking, so although the six children were busy, not everyone got a candy.
Dean Lin's eyes flashed with a smile, and he bent down to look Xi Bao in the eye, "Of course, thank you for your kindness and thoughtfulness, which has brought happiness to the children in our orphanage."
Feng Qingxue said, "Let's eat first. When we eat, let Dean Lin tell him to come get the candy if he doesn't have any."
The triplets nodded and said they couldn't even afford candy. They were so pitiful and their clothes were torn.
A piece of candy is the hard-earned happiness for a child.
Except for the baby, everyone eats in the cafeteria.
Lu Erxiong had been busy since morning and was almost starving. As soon as he heard about eating, he immediately ran first.
Feng Qingxue raised her hand and looked at her watch. It was already past nine o'clock.
Hearing that the leaders would bring meat buns in the morning, all the children were very excited. They came to the cafeteria early with their bowls and waited in long lines. They stretched their necks to look at the plump white meat buns in the big basket on the table and the hot sweet potato porridge in the wooden barrel. Several staff members of the orphanage were responsible for serving the rice and distributing the buns.
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