Chapter 947 Flying to the Capital 1
Feng Qingxue was first happy that she had found He Qingyin, but then she became worried about her background. "Comrade He Hongjun, how is Master He Qingyin doing now?"
Wen Ruyu and others suffered such a bad fate in the capital. Could He Qingyin have avoided it in Shanghai?
He Hongjun sighed and whispered, "Who can stay out of this situation? I am well-informed. Long before the accident, I took my aunt to donate all the paintings and calligraphy in the house to the cultural relics department. Oh, they are all among the missing cultural relics. I don't know who did this. Then, I took the initiative to hand over the house to the state. I also pleaded with several leaders privately on the grounds that my aunt was seriously ill. Finally, I let her go. Now the old lady lives in the house allocated to me by the unit."
If they weren't still on the roadside, Feng Qingxue would have wanted to put her hands together and say "Amitabha, God bless you."
"Comrade He Hongjun, can we meet her?" Feng Qingxue said, "You can ask her first. If she is willing to see us, you can inform us and we will go to her house to meet her."
He Hongjun was stunned for a moment, then quickly said, "Okay, I'll ask and give you an answer tomorrow."
No matter how good the lady's temper was, He Hongjun did not dare to make decisions on his own.
Feng Qingxue pretended to take out a folded piece of paper from her bag and handed it to He Hongjun.
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Because so many things have happened recently, He Qingyin is full of distrust of the outside world. She is afraid that she will bring unsolvable troubles to her nephew and grandson, so the old man usually stays at home unless necessary.
Therefore, He Hongjun was skeptical about Feng Qingxue's words.
In order to gain He Qingyin's trust, Feng Qingxue specially asked for Wen Ruyu's calligraphy.
Feng Qingxue smiled and said, "Comrade He, give this paper to your aunt and ask her if she recognizes the acquaintance on the paper. She will definitely tell you." This was written by Wen Ruyu himself.
He had mentioned his savior to He Qingyin before, but He Qingyin did not act as if she knew Feng Qingxue.
Although she lives in fear, He Qingyin's mentality remains calm.
He Hongjun folded the papers and put them in his pocket.
"Hongjun, you usually eat in the cafeteria at noon. Why are you back today?" He Qingyin has delicate eyebrows and a kind face.
When He Hongjun opened it, he saw the three words "wind and light snow" written on it, with the strokes moving vigorously and forcefully.
"Why did you give your name to my aunt?" He Hongjun was very puzzled.
Afraid that writing other content would arouse suspicion, Wen Ruyu simply wrote Feng Qingxue's name on the paper to ensure it would be foolproof.
At noon, when the old man was about to satisfy his hunger with the rice balls left over from the morning, he saw He Hongjun coming in from outside.
Appearance is determined by the heart. If you have a peaceful mind, your appearance will naturally be kind.
"Something strange happened in the cultural relics department today. Everyone was in no mood to go to work. They went to various places to investigate. I came back." He Hongjun put the lunch box he brought on the table. After opening it, the aroma of curry beef soup came out. "Auntie, you eat first. Didn't I tell you before that my savior has arrived in Shanghai? The couple wants to visit you."
He Qingyin was drinking her favorite beef soup and refused without a second thought, "No, no, my old bones are not good, don't bring bad luck to others."
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He Hongjun paused as he took out the piece of paper. "Who said you are unlucky? People who want to see you won't dislike you so much."
(End of this chapter)