Chapter 953 Capital Chronicle 3
Feng Qingxue pulled her hand out and patted the back of his skinny hand. "Let's go, let's go, let's go quickly. This is not a place to stay for long. Kids, go home obediently. Don't take risks unless it's necessary."
Xing Yushan wanted to say something, but Feng Qingxue and Lu Jiang had already walked away.
"Thank you, thank you..." Xing Yushan had tears in his eyes and he muttered for a long time before running away.
These brothers were born with a pair of extremely irresponsible parents. They could see that others were in trouble and needed help, and they often gave generously to others, but they could not see that their own children were living in hunger since childhood.
This time, it was also because they lent their salary to a newlywed couple who needed to get married, just because they were short of a few dozen dollars to buy a pair of large wardrobes, and at the instigation of someone from their hometown, the food coupons that had been in the hands of their brother in recent years and that their brother had passed on to them were stolen from them. So when their eldest brother was an apprentice in the steel mill, Xing Yushan had to try his luck in the black market.
Fortunately, on the third day of coming to the black market, he met a good person who was willing to help him.
The comparison with my parents further highlights the kindness and generosity of strangers.
Feng Qingxue smiled, "That year in the capital, my father took Xi Bao out to buy cakes or buns, I can't remember clearly, but my father came back and said that on the way he met three brothers picking up discarded roasted sweet potato peels and rotten cabbage leaves in the snow and eating them as meals, so Xi Bao gave them the buns. Later, my father gave them twenty yuan and ten kilograms of food coupons. The eldest of them was called Xing Minshan."
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Xing Yushan remembered Lu Xibao deeply, and kept it in his heart, and vowed to repay him and his family when he grew up.
Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue looked at each other and decided to take a look at the things before deciding whether to trade or not.
Feng Qingxue didn't say her own name, so Xing Yushan could only engrave the names of Lu Zhiyuan and Lu Tianmao in his mind.
Remember Lu Zhiyuan and Lu Tianmao, and you will find your benefactor today.
Lu Jiang was particularly proud, "Our Xibao has completely inherited our family tradition!"
Lu Jiang said in a deep voice: "What do you have?"
Lu Jiang didn't know the other party's situation, so he asked Feng Qingxue in a low voice. Feng Qingxue couldn't say that she knew the future fate of Xing Minshan and his brother and the reason for their current hunger, right? She said vaguely: "This matter is a long story."
"Comrade, do you want to collect things? Just food will be fine." His voice was very low and his attitude was very careful.
The meat buns he had eaten that winter were the most delicious thing he had ever eaten in his life, and he would never forget it.
He sneaked in and stole the things when others were ransacking the house. Unfortunately, he was born at the wrong time. Things that looked so beautiful are now almost worthless. It all depends on whether he can meet someone who likes them.
Feng Qingxue glanced at him sideways and said, "Look how proud you are. That's Xi Bao, not you."
The other party chuckled and said, "Don't worry, they are all good things."
Although no one heard their conversation with Xing Yushan, Xing Yushan took the things and left the black market with a look of gratitude, which was seen by everyone. A moment later, someone came up to them.
"Like father, like son. There's also a saying that goes, 'A tiger father will have a dog son.' Only with a father like me can there be such a Xi Bao!"
"You can keep it short." Lu Jiang was very straightforward.
So they changed the place, and sure enough, there were good things, and quite a lot of them, including jewelry, calligraphy and paintings.
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It is worth nothing now, but will be worth billions in the future.
The other party only wants food, and they are willing to trade only if it is fine food.
"Deal!" They came here for the cultural relics and would not be reluctant to give up this little bit of food.
(End of this chapter)