Zhu Fanfan advised, "The New Year is coming soon. Grandpa won't let you leave. You can't just be filial to Grandpa. Your brothers' parents must miss their children very much. You are about the same age as them. They will be very happy to see you. You have to treat them all equally and fulfill your filial duties to them all."
She simply couldn't stand it anymore. Over the years, Uncle Lin had lived with them and had figured out the temperaments of the families of his sworn brothers. Only Uncle Lin was stubborn and thought those families were having a hard time. He would only wake up if he saw it for himself.
Lin Wu was tempted. He had only met his brothers' parents once after the founding of the People's Republic of China and didn't know what their current situation was. He wanted to go and see them and then start preparing for the New Year.
A commotion could be heard outside, or more precisely, Liu Yumin's one-sided cursing, along with the sound of tables and chairs being moved, making it easy to guess the intensity of the argument.
Lin Wu and Zhu Fanfan exchanged a glance, and Lin Wu said, "I think we should go out later."
If you hit Uncle Zhu, you can't hit him anymore. As for Fanfan, don't worry, she's still a child and only listens to adults. Aunt Yumin won't hold a grudge.
There was no sound. The two tiptoed to the door, and just as they were about to listen for any noise, the door opened. Zhu Jiabao and Liu Yumin were right there opposite them, their eyes meeting.
The four people: ...It's a little awkward.
Lin Wu hurriedly said, "I'll go tidy up the house. You guys chat. Chief, I need to apply for a long leave to visit the elders in the hometowns of our sworn brothers."
Zhu Jiabao: ...
Liu Yumin glared at Zhu Jiabao: "The child is asking you a question!"
Zhu Jiabao didn't receive a signal from his wife and asked uncertainly, "Approved?"
Liu Yumin got angry: "Who are you asking?"
Lin Wu said directly, "I'll go pack my things."
Only three people remained in the room. Liu Yumin closed the door and looked at Zhu Fanfan. Zhu Fanfan quickly knelt down and said pitifully, "Grandma, I was wrong. You scolded Grandpa, you worked hard. Save your energy. I'll scold him again next time I'm wrong!"
Liu Yumin: ...I'm exhausted.
Zhu Jiabao also advised, "This was my idea, it has nothing to do with Fanfan. If you're still not satisfied, you can beat me up again."
Liu Yumin helped Zhu Fanfan up and spoke rudely to Zhu Jiabao: "If it wasn't your idea, how could it be Fanfan's? You're the one who encouraged Fanfan to donate grain, how could she have suggested it herself? The hospital has been discussing this grain issue all day. The amount of grain to be donated is not small. You should discuss it with me before you do it so I can be prepared."
Zhu Jiabao said ingratiatingly, "Isn't this something I can control? I..."
Under his wife's gaze, Zhu Jiabao couldn't say anything. In any case, if his wife got angry, it meant he was in the wrong.
Liu Yumin asked, "How much grain do we have left?"
Zhu Jiabao honestly replied, "There are still two-thirds left."
Liu Yumin frowned: "Don't do anything yet. Let me think of a way to get Fanfan to sell the grain at a low price."
Zhu Jiabao immediately disagreed: "Now that the country is in crisis, we should be doing our utmost to help. How can we possibly sell grain? I don't agree!"
Even if I get beaten up every day, if I disagree, I disagree, and there's no room for discussion.
Liu Yumin rolled her eyes: "You think you're so meticulous? I can guess it right away, and others might be able to guess it from the slightest clues. We need a safe way to distribute the grain."
Old Zhu practically accused her of profiting from the national crisis. She was talking about selling at low prices, really low prices! So far, only cities are buying grain. Villages are still eating from communal pots and won't buy grain for now. Only if they operate well and the cities don't run out of grain will they send grain to the countryside.
Besides, the first grain donation caused such a big fuss, there won't be a second one anytime soon. Do you really think that little bit of grain can last a long time? The country's population is over 600 million now, 600 million! What can that little bit of grain do?
Zhu Jiabao whispered, "We still can't sell grain."
Liu Yumin said, "Then what do you want to do? The second time we donated grain, we got targeted. The Dragon Group even mobilized. This time they weren't prepared, which is why they didn't find anything. You know how powerful superhumans are. Do you dare let Fanfan take the risk?"
Zhu Jiabao retorted, "Where are we going to sell grain? We're not business people, we don't know anything about it. What if we get cheated?"
This is Beijing, the center of power. If you sell things privately, you'll be caught red-handed. Isn't this going to kill us?
Liu Yumin gave a direct order: "You don't need to worry about this matter. I have my own connections. Just pretend you know nothing. If you want to donate grain again in the future, just let me know and I'll put in a good word for you. Which department in our hospital doesn't have a leader? I'll test the waters first."
Zhu Jiabao nodded, as long as it didn't prevent him from continuing to donate grain.
Liu Yumin also began to consider the people she could use. Grain had always been in short supply, and there had been people in the capital reselling grain, but in very small quantities. It was obvious that people from the villages were stealing it to sell. At present, the control was not very strict, and they turned a blind eye to it.
However, selling large quantities of grain will definitely attract attention. Needless to say, the government will intervene, and the person will be imprisoned for life, or even punished with peanuts.
Liu Yumin asked, "What else are you hiding from me? You'd better tell me everything at once, otherwise, once I find out, it won't be as easy to talk to you as it is this time."
The father and son looked at each other, realizing they had nothing left to hide. Of course, the fact that they had given the dean ginseng was overlooked.
Liu Yumin concluded: "Since there isn't one, you need to report everything to me from now on, big or small, so I know what's going on..."
The threatening words made the father and son quickly express their agreement, promising to obey in the future, which satisfied Liu Yumin.
It must be said that Grandma's approach was quite prudent. She knew someone who used to be in the grain business and was now a manager at the grain station. Grandma wanted to investigate him.
When Grandma went to talk to him, she disguised herself. It was the first time Zhu Fanfan had witnessed something magical. Grandma smeared something like mud on her face, smoothed it out, and then put on a human skin mask. Her heroic female face instantly turned into Zhang Fei's face, with even pores on her face. She looked like a rough man no matter how you looked at her.
The camouflage on its body is so realistic, almost like silicone, that it feels incredibly lifelike. Does our country have that kind of technology now?
Looking at her granddaughter's country bumpkin appearance, Liu Yumin laughed and said, "You think medical skills are just about healing the sick? You have a lot more to learn! These human skin masks are made from pigskin, and the glue is made using a secret method. It's not easy to make. Disguise is also part of medical skills, and medical skills also include physiognomy."
Watching Grandma fiddling with this and that, a burly, bearded man emerged. As for Zhu Fanfan, after being tossed around by Grandma for so long, she was transformed into a slightly overweight dwarf with a mature appearance. She was sure that even Grandpa wouldn't recognize her.
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