Zhang Xingrong didn't say anything.
"Also, he seems to be in poor health and coughs frequently. But because of his status, he can't see a doctor at all." He Mingli said, and seeing the figure in front of her, she shouted excitedly, "There, there!"
Zhang Xingrong looked up and saw people in the canal. She was stunned.
In the ditch ahead, a man was leaning against the edge of the dirt, diligently digging out the mud. Half his body was submerged in the ditch, and he looked very thin, disheveled, and pitiful.
Zhang Xingrong's eyes turned red and ached. Her heart felt like it was blocked by something, sore and swollen, and very uncomfortable.
Even if it was an unrelated poor person, she would feel some sympathy when she saw him, let alone the fact that the person in front of her was her uncle?
She was so upset that she couldn't speak for a long time, and her tears kept flowing.
He Mingli, standing next to her, remained silent. If her own family members suffered like this, she would surely feel bad too. So she didn't know what to say.
Wen Shizhe sighed softly. They were all pitiful people. He had always thought that they had suffered greatly in Lugou Village. Take He Lao for example. If it weren't for Zhang Xingrong, he might not have survived this year.
But when he saw Jin Haiwen, he realized that they were actually living quite well in Lugou Village. At least the people there were kind and wouldn't make things difficult for them.
Zhang Xingrong took a while to calm down before going up. Wen Shize and He Mingli did not rush up, as they definitely needed some space at this time.
She walked step by step and finally approached the figure.
Perhaps because she felt more timid about being close to home, when she got closer, she didn't know how to start the conversation.
She didn't say anything. Jin Haiwen in front was working noisily and didn't notice there was someone behind him for a moment.
"Uncle?" After a while, she finally couldn't help but shout out.
The sound was only two steps behind, and Jin Haiwen heard it, but he couldn't hear it clearly. He stopped what he was doing and looked back, and saw a girl looking at him with red eyes.
He was full of confusion. Why was this girl looking at him crying?
"Comrade, you are..."
Zhang Xingrong finally calmed down and asked tentatively, "Are you Jin Haiwen?"
He looked at the girl and saw her face clearly. He felt that this face was a little familiar, but because it was so sudden, he remembered for a moment: "I am, I am! Girl, you..."
"I'm Zhang Xingrong." Her voice trembled slightly. Worried that Jin Haiwen wouldn't remember her, she emphasized, "My mother's name is Jin Haitang."
When he heard the first name, Jin Haiwen couldn't help but tremble. Because he knew the names of Jin Haitang's children. Old Master Lu had secretly told him. When he heard Jin Haitang's name again, Jin Haiwen couldn't help but tremble.
“You…you are…”
He didn't dare to say the name Jin Haitang, for he was worried that it would hurt Zhang Xingrong!
But he was still so excited that his eyes were red.
"uncle!"
"Don't!" Jin Haiwen hurriedly stopped her. He looked left and right, and saw Wen Shize and He Mingli in the distance. He quickly waved his hands, "Don't shout!"
Zhang Xingrong felt even more distressed when she saw how cautious he was. "Uncle, don't worry, we're here to find you. You're not very well-informed here, but the situation in the capital has actually changed. I'm not afraid to recognize you, don't worry!"
This was the solution she and Wen Shizhe had discussed, which included showing the educated youth newspapers and explaining the situation in the capital, so they could spread the word and tell everyone that the situation had changed.
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