Regarding this matter, Wang Zhengguo had already listened to Guan Cheng's detailed description on the way here.

So, as soon as he entered the door, he complained: "Xue, you really know how to find trouble for me!" In recent years, the public grain standard has been improved a lot compared with before, and the grain production has been reduced, and one more person will have to share one more ration to go out, today you put one, and tomorrow someone else will send one, how can I guarantee the rations of my fathers and fellow villagers? This kind of thing starts at the beginning, and it is endless, and everyone wants to send the child. ”

He didn't believe it, a whole production brigade couldn't afford to raise a child.

Which production brigade does not have children who eat 100 meals? There are several in the Wanglou brigade, your family will give a mouthful, my family will give a mouthful, and the production team will send some rations, and they will grow up to work together, and they will remember the kindness of their parents and fellow villagers when they grow up.

The current situation is obvious, it is Song Laozhuan and their production brigade do not want to raise Gangzi.

Like Feng Qingxue, he thought that the name of the cylinder was Gangzi, and although Gangzi and the cylinder had the same sound, they had different meanings.

Feng Qingxue smiled bitterly, she just understood, so she didn't dare to adopt the poor Gangzi, she was afraid that the news would spread, someone else sent a child today, and Ming'er opened the door to find that there was an abandoned baby at her feet.

In the countryside, there are many abandoned babies, and many of them drown alive if they are not willing to feed them.

Of course, it was the baby girls who drowned.

Father Lu said to Wang Zhengguo ashamedly: "It's all the trouble caused by Ajiang, and Xiaoxue is involved in cleaning up the aftermath for him, no matter what he does, he is not pleasing to both sides, and he may complain in vain in the future." ”

He originally wanted to say that left is neither right nor right, but when the words came to his mouth, he reacted suddenly, and the left and right were sensitive words, and he immediately changed his words.

Song Laozhuan hurriedly waved his hand, "I don't complain, as long as the jar can have a way out, I don't complain about anything, in such a year, it's a good thing to starve and not die, and the jar will definitely not complain!" ”

Feng Qingxue didn't have a good impression of him, and said with a straight color to his uncle's eyes: "Uncle, Ming'er, I'll go to the city for a trip, inquire about how the country arranges the orphans of martyrs, and then contact Ajiang's unit and ask them what they mean." Gangzi and Jianghe Erya are different, and if we are not careful, we all have to take responsibility. ”

Wang Zhengguo nodded, "I remember that there was a welfare home in the city to take care of the orphans of martyrs, which existed before the liberation, and it was one of the points established by Mrs. Sun back then, which housed many war orphans and orphans of martyrs. ”

Under his witness, he also wrote a written certificate in his own handwriting, and Song Laozhuan pressed his fingerprint after reading it.

At this time, he and Feng Qingxue knew that this jar was not Bi Gangzi.

There is nothing else in the certificate, that is, temporarily store the jar in the Wanglou Brigade, wait for a clear reply from the army and then properly place, the most important thing is that if there is an accident, it has nothing to do with the Wanglou Brigade and the wind and snow.

After playing the proof, Wang Zhengguo said: "The content is the same as when I wrote a certificate for the oil bottle!" ”

Feng Qingxue didn't have the heart to inquire about why the oil bottle had to write a certificate now, so she put away this certificate and asked Guan Cheng to find Jiang He and Zhang Erya, tell them the problem in front of them, and ask them to take in Gangzi for a while.

Jiang He agreed, "Aunt Xue, don't worry, the jar is not hungry with us." Whatever we eat, we will give him what we eat! ”

They were originally a group of homeless orphans, and naturally had sympathy for the jar.