Chapter 922 Confirming Identity 2
Feng Qingxue didn't understand why the Lu family didn't find Han Ye in the previous life. If it was Chen Xuenniang who saved Han Ye, Cheng Baoguo and his wife should have noticed something. After all, Cheng Baoguo had close ties with those above him and would not be unaware of the Lu family's lost child. Moreover, Wang Cuilan and Chen Xuenniang had a good relationship.
This is not the last life, so everything is unknown.
However, Feng Qingxue was very happy for the Lu family and Han Ye, but she felt a little sorry for Chen Xuenniang who adopted Han Ye.
Chen Xuenniang was very smart. She guessed Feng Qingxue's thoughts in an instant and couldn't help but smile, "What's there to be embarrassed about? To be honest, I live alone and I'm not used to taking care of children. It was because I picked him up and he called me mom that I felt a little pity for him and adopted him. Now, he can return to his parents, and to such a good family. I'm happy for him."
The future of the son of a reformed prostitute and the grandson of a founding father are completely different.
Therefore, Chen Xuenniang was sincerely happy for Chen Chi.
Returning to the Cheng family, Wang Cuilan couldn't help but sigh with emotion, "I didn't expect such a thing to happen to the Lu family. It's been a storm recently, and we haven't heard any news. Who is so bold as to steal Master Lu's grandson? What grudge or grudge do they have?"
Originally, the couple wanted to look for Zhao Anbang, but Cheng Baoguo told them that Zhao Anbang was on a business trip.
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The staff at the scrap yard couldn't help but grumble, "Why do people always come here to buy used goods?"
Lu Jiang kept his promise and took Feng Qingxue straight to the scrap collection station. He got in smoothly under the guise of waste utilization, because the old leader once said, "Corruption and waste are great crimes."
Therefore, Feng Qingxue and Lu Jiang did not stay long and soon said goodbye and left.
Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue looked at each other. The world is full of smart people. It seems that someone has already taken the lead.
There is no way of knowing, no one present has any way of knowing.
"Do people come here often? What kind of second-hand goods do they buy?" Feng Qingxue asked with a smile.
"They said they would buy some old furniture and take it home to renovate it, or buy some old newspapers and books to paste on the walls. Because they didn't have tickets, they couldn't buy good furniture, so they had to do it themselves. Isn't that why you came here?"
Lu Jiang said hurriedly: "Yes, yes, we just want to make a few beds and two pieces of furniture for the children in our family who are of marriageable age."
The things inside are more than ten times more than those in the county scrap yard, and the chances of valuable cultural relics and antiques appearing are extremely high.
Under Lu Jiang's cover, Feng Qingxue was able to steal things quickly and efficiently. There were so many pieces of waste that no one would notice the disappearance of small items.
Feng Qingxue felt bad because it was stealing, so she followed Lu Jiang's example and took two small yellow croakers the size of a fingertip weighing more than 70 grams in total, and asked Lu Jiang to hand them over to the staff of the scrap yard, saying that she found them in the drawer of the cabinet.
(End of this chapter)