Chapter 372 A Box of Receipts 2
Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue agreed in unison, secretly reminding themselves to be careful and keep a low profile.
Now that the famine era is over, apart from exchanging food coupons from comrades-in-arms for food and sending them food, or accepting dried meat from comrades-in-arms and sending them some food, all other activities are stopped.
Sending food coupons and grain to each other would not cause any trouble. They could just be hidden among their own family members when eating.
After this incident, Father Lu realized his son's shortcomings in certain aspects and began to teach him. At the same time, he also remembered some things in his collection, so he dug them out and gave them to Feng Qingxue when no one was around in the middle of the night.
It was not gold, silver, or jewelry, nor antiques, calligraphy, or paintings, but a box full of IOUs.
Feng Qingxue took a closer look and found that they were all IOUs written when the People's Liberation Army was raising military food and supplies. Some of the IOUs stated borrowing 100 dan of grain, some stated borrowing 100 pieces of cotton cloth and 1,000 jin of cotton, and some stated borrowing 100 small yellow croakers. Without exception, they were all borrowed from Lu's father. There were signatures of many senior military officials and leaders on them, and some were stamped.
The paper has turned yellow, but it is well preserved and very complete, and the handwriting is clear and easy to read at a glance.
"Dad, these are the supplies we loaned out? Didn't we say we were going to donate them?"
"Actually, I donated it to them. Every citizen has a share of responsibility for the fate of a country. What's so good about the PLA comrades? They fight for the country without taking anything from the people. So, I donated the materials they needed, and whoever was in power wrote an IOU. Over the years, I have accumulated a big box. Don't underestimate these things, you have to keep them well. At the beginning, they said that when the whole country is liberated in the future, I can go to them with the IOU, and they will definitely pay me back according to the IOU."
Father Lu was very proud. "If Ah Jiang hadn't caused this trouble, I wouldn't have remembered these things. I never thought of asking them for the money with the note. I donated them to support the war of resistance voluntarily. But keeping these things can solve a lot of troubles."
He has a heart that is loyal to the sun. His poor background does not mean that he has a low level of ideological awareness.
Among them, there were three IOUs written by the leader himself, and he also wrote him two thank-you letters, not to mention the handwriting left by other generals and high-ranking officials. Those who were qualified to sign at the time now hold incredibly high positions.
Feng Qingxue glanced through a few of them and said, "Dad, why do you want to borrow gold? One hundred small yellow croakers equals one hundred ounces of gold."
"I know that." Lu Jiang interrupted hastily, "At that time, foreign guns and ammunition were more advanced and could only be purchased with gold, including some important medicines, just like now only gold can be used to import foreign equipment."
Father Lu glared at him, "Why are you talking so much? Go feed the animals. Xi Bao gets annoyed when she sees you!"
Xibao, who was lying in the cradle, seemed to understand and laughed.
Lu Jiang's face had recovered about 70% and he had gained some weight. He was not as scary as before. For some reason, Xi Bao just couldn't get along with him very well. It was probably because Lu Jiang didn't believe in evil and teased him every day.
Feng Qingxue carefully put the IOU away in her space at night. When she turned around, she saw Lu Jiang sitting cross-legged on the bed, fiddling with his son.
The room was still warm. Lu Xibao was wearing light cashmere clothes. After taking off his cotton clothes and pants, he immediately became very lively.
Lu Jiang sat at the head of the bed and waved a biscuit towards Xibao who was lying on the other side. He called out to Xibao. Xibao turned around and saw the biscuit that she only occasionally ate. Her eyes suddenly lit up and she crawled towards him, supporting herself on the bed with her arms and belly, moving up and down like a little frog. Her speed was so fast and her movements were so funny that Feng Qingxue pursed her lips in laughter.
I'm going to make dumplings, please give me a ticket!!!
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(End of this chapter)