Chapter 744 The Storm is Coming 2

Father Lu nodded slightly. "Of course, I have to go back. Although it will take a long time to affect our hometown, we should not fight a battle without preparation. Besides, I want to see your uncle before I leave."

Wang Xinsheng attended the meeting and will bring back the specific information.

Feng Qingxue understood Mr. Lu's thoughts very well, but she was worried that Wang Xinsheng might not have time to meet Mr. Lu.

As she expected, Wang Xinsheng did not come, either because he was unable to spare the time or because of the rules.

The person who came was Guo Yan. Guo Yan used the excuse that Wang Zhonghua missed Xibao and talked about Xibao every day, so the grandparents and grandchildren came. However, as soon as she entered the door, she sent Wang Zhonghua and Xibao out to play, and found Lu's father and Feng Qingxue herself, with a serious expression.

"Xiaoxue, your uncle asked me to tell you and your father to pack your bags and leave immediately!"

"Auntie, what happened?" Feng Qingxue asked hurriedly.

Feng Qingxue had a feeling that it had finally arrived.

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Although one's name will be recorded in history for eternity, no one wants to become a victim of the power struggle.

Guo Yan had not expected that things would happen so suddenly. It was beyond her expectations. "I've got it in mind. Don't worry. Xiaoxue, when you go back, you and Lu Jiang should stay in the army safely. Don't go anywhere. The ups and downs outside have nothing to do with you. Your uncle and I are in the capital. We will do our best to let you stay in the Southwest Military Region for ten or eight years."

Just hearing this made people tremble with fear. Feng Qingxue said solemnly: "Auntie, don't worry. Jiang and I will be fine and will never cause any trouble. You and uncle should also be fine."

At this point, Father Lu said directly: "It's hard to explain it in one sentence. I will write a letter and ask my sister-in-law to give it to my brother. After reading it, you must destroy it and don't leave any clues."

Guo Yan held her hand and shook her head. "Don't ask, don't ask anything, and pretend you know nothing. I only heard from your uncle that the sky won't change, but the situation is becoming more treacherous, and he can't see through it for the time being."

Father Lu nodded slightly and whispered, "Sister-in-law, go back and tell brother not to panic, to be calm, to support, to follow the old leader's thinking wholeheartedly, to support the old leader as much as possible, and to protect himself. In this case, he will be able to protect others, and it will be a merit, not a fault, and future generations will not scold him for it."

The process of fighting for fame and fortune has always been cruel, and it is either you die or I die.

Guo Yan smiled slightly. "Ever since your father and your uncle had a few talks, I've been mentally prepared. I have a good relationship with the wives of several old leaders. In addition, Xi Bao's popularity in the compound will always bring some benefits in the future. Relatively speaking, the army is relatively stable. Your uncle and I are relieved when you are there."

The people of the Lu family were quite decisive. They packed their luggage in one day, said goodbye to relatives and friends in two days, and without caring about their previous life plans, they boarded the train on the third day. Feng Qingxue and Wang Fengqiao took their children and luggage and headed west, carrying quite a few bags.

As for the rented courtyard, Guo Yan handed it over to Lan Tianming to handle.

After sending his daughter-in-law and others to the train, Father Lu bought a ticket home. Before leaving, he told Lan Tianming: "Don't throw away the furniture left by the landlord. There is no harm in keeping them. There is a hundred yuan on the table. We used some coal briquettes left by the landlord and ate some of his cabbage. A little money is not a respect."

If I can’t write, let’s just run away.

(End of this chapter)