Chapter 659 Gift 1
The old chief was very concerned about the lives of the working people. He carefully asked Feng Qingxue what the staple food was in her hometown, what kind of oil they ate and what kind of clothes they wore, what proportion of fine grains and coarse grains were consumed, whether there was enough non-staple food, etc. Feng Qingxue answered all these questions in detail. After all, the life in Wanglou Brigade was among the best in the country.
"So, the living conditions in your hometown are very good!" The old leader was shocked, with a trace of relief on his face, "Huaihai City, I remember that there was a document sent to me saying that no civilians had starved to death in Wanglou Brigade in the past few years. This is the best news I have heard. How far is your hometown from Wanglou Brigade?"
"Our home is in the Wanglou Brigade, next to the Furong Mountain." Feng Qingxue was secretly surprised, surprised that the report on the Wanglou Brigade was actually sent to the old leader.
The old leader was stunned. "Furong Mountain is where heroes are buried!"
"Yes, you are right!" Feng Qingxue was even more surprised. If Lu Jiang hadn't told her, she wouldn't have known that the mountain north of Caohu Lake was Furong Mountain. The old leader actually remembered it clearly and knew that the sacrificed heroes were buried there.
"Since you are from Wanglou Village, I have to ask you about someone." said the old leader.
Feng Qingxue glanced at Wang Xinsheng and said, "You said, I will tell you everything I know."
There was nothing strange on Wang Xinsheng's face. Although the old chief knew that he was from Wanglou Village, he had never returned since he left home. The old chief also knew it, so he never asked him about him. To be honest, he was also very curious about who was worthy of the old chief asking Feng Qingxue so much and putting the main business aside.
The old leader tapped the coffee table next to him. "There is a big landlord in Wanglou Village. His surname is Lu, and his name is Lu Zhiyuan. During the Anti-Japanese War, he donated a lot of supplies to the army. There are three IOUs written by me alone, not to mention those written by other generals. I estimate that the total number is quite large. Of course, I have never met him, but I wrote him two thank-you letters, telling him that he can use the IOUs to collect debts in the future. I have been waiting for 20 to 30 years, and I have never heard of anyone from the Lu family using the IOUs to ask the government to repay their debts, even in those years. So, Comrade Qingxue, do you know this person?"
Neither Wang Xinsheng nor Feng Qingxue had expected that the person the old leader was inquiring about was actually Lu's father.
Wang Xinsheng couldn't say anything about the condition of Lu's father. In the eyes of outsiders, he had nothing to do with the Lu family from the beginning to the end. He was just comparing Xi Bao to Xi Bao because he met her by chance on the plane. He just mentioned it casually in front of the old leader.
Feng Qingxue pursed her lips and did not answer directly, "I'm afraid you'll laugh at me if I tell you."
The old leader said in confusion: "I don't understand what you mean. Explain it to me."
"The Lu Zhiyuan you are talking about is none other than our Xibao's grandfather. He is now in good health, raising cattle and mules for the country and taking care of his grandson. He is doing very well." Feng Qingxue thought for a moment and said it out loud.
The old leader blurted out, "Isn't Grandpa Xibao your father-in-law?"
Feng Qingxue nodded and admitted, "Yes."
"This is really! I didn't expect it, it's such a coincidence!" The old leader was surprised and happy, and touched Xibao's head, "Little Xibao, you are my little creditor now, no wonder you asked me for flowers as soon as you opened your mouth!"
(End of this chapter)