After listening to Wang Zhengguo's experience of sending food to Wang Zhengjun, Feng Qingxue couldn't help but sigh.

"The world is too small, and you can meet acquaintances wherever you go." I didn't recognize her eldest sister who sold fish, but I recognized her Aunt Cheng as one, because Aunt Cheng had an extra way to ask for help when she encountered difficulties.

The meaning of ordinary people and cadres of the municipal party committee is completely different. Wang Zhengguo thinks it's normal,

"How many people are there in our county? Now there are more than 20,000 left, and most of them are distributed in various communes and production brigades, and there are only a few thousand people in the city? Are there two thousand? So big place, I look hanging. The same goes for the population of the city. In the past few years, commercial grain has been tight, and it is very easy for the urban population to be transformed into peasants, but it is even more difficult for peasants to enter the cities. Feng Qingxue understood, and she said that before and after going out of the black market, it was those people who came and went, and they often met familiar faces.

Think about it, the county town and urban area today are not the same as a few decades later, when countless peasants poured into the city to work, but now they are settled wherever they have a hukou, and they are not allowed to cross the border.

"Do you know who Cheng Baoguo is?" Wang Zhengguo changed the topic and threw a question to them.

"Cadres of the municipal party committee." The wind and snow are definitely authentic.

"Living in the compound of the municipal party committee, everyone can guess that he works in the municipal party committee." Wang Zhengguo glanced at his niece,

"It is the deputy secretary of the municipal party committee, that is, the mayor of our city, who is the most likely cadre to succeed the city's senior officials. I had seen the documents he issued at the county office, so I was impressed. "You know it's amazing, right?

You know that people are not saved in vain, right? Feng Qingxue was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and turned his eyes to look at Lu Jiang, just in front of Lu Jiang's gaze, he shrugged.

"The mayor's parents, why are they starving and fainting on the side of the road?" After listening to the question of the wind and snow, Wang Zhengguo replied: "There is nothing impossible, the cadres pay attention to leading by example, paying attention to hardships and standing hard work, and the living standards of the vast majority of cadres are not as good as the living standards of our Wang Lou brigade." Don't believe it, just wait and see, there's always a chance to see it. Moreover, at the same level, the wages of cadres are lower than those of workers. If Mayor Cheng works in the city, his parents live in the countryside, and when there is no food, it is not surprising that he faints on the side of the road hungry. "He is a father, he understands the thoughts of his parents, and most parents are not in a desperate place and will not cause trouble to their children.

Of course, he is speaking for the most, not absolutely, and selfish parents abound.

"Oh, uncle, today we saw that the meat was not sold out in the grocery store, so we bought some meat, and saw a pig's trotter and bought it, you give it to your cousin, don't say we bought it." The wind and snow quickly changed the subject.

Wang Zhengguo refused in one bite,

"When Ajiang went to get the letter of introduction last night, he secretly sent me two air-dried chickens, how can I ask for your pig's trotters again? You're also feeding Xibao and keeping the soup for yourself. I calculated in my heart, your cousin's food at home is enough for her confinement, and after the confinement, I will ask Yuejin to find a way. "My niece has given a lot of things, how can he have the face to accept it again?

Feng Qingxue said: "Uncle, don't be so polite between us, my cousin needs it more than me." After arriving home, Wang Zhengguo got out of the car first.

When Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue went home, he just sent the mule cart directly to the cowshed, and the livestock, cart frame, and everything were in the cowshed.

Before getting out of the car, Feng Qingxue stuffed the pig's trotters into his hands, grabbed another handful of toffee, and whispered: "Bring it to a few cousins' children to eat, sweet mouth, don't give anything to cousin." "Save a few cousins-in-law from feeling uncomfortable.

"Hey!"