Feng Qingxue had already discovered this situation, and was secretly glad that Lu's father was not as blamed by the masses of the people as he imagined, and he was also glad that several children had successfully settled in his name, and everyone knew about it when the grain was distributed, and no one seemed to say anything, "I thought my uncle was in good hands." "The face of the earth thought that Lu Jiang was a soldier on the front line, and thought that he was practicing medicine and accumulating virtue.

Wang Zhengguo snorted, "If they didn't have the foundation they laid before, do you think they are so good?" ”

Feng Qingxue remembered Honglingniang's words when digging wild vegetables that year, and even her married daughter said that the Lu family was kind, which shows that the Lu family's usual behavior has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Although it is inevitable that there will be villains, and when the blood is hot, one country will rule, but most people will not, and this is enough.

"I've never heard my dad say it, and Ajiang hasn't told me about it." Feng Qingxue glanced at Lu Jiang.

Lu Jiang said innocently: "I don't know myself, how can I tell you?" He was not at home at the time, and only later did he know that his home had been raided, and he didn't know anything about the specific situation, and it was only recently that his father passed on his experience to himself, and he learned the ins and outs of the year and the old man's prediction for the future.

Wang Zhengguo said with a smile: "Your father won't sing praises for himself." ”

Uncle Xu poured a glass of wine for Father Lu, "Brother, don't say anything, respect you!" ”

Father Lu smiled and was not polite, after drinking, he said to Wang Zhengguo: "Your brother, you have to be careful, I see that the situation in the country is not very good, and in three or five years, there will be a turmoil." There are not a few people who hold chicken feathers as arrows. ”

I don't know who this last sentence is satirizing, but everyone present understands it.

"Can you be beaten to death with a stick?" Wang Zhengguo asked.

Of course, the death in his mouth was not to kill Wang Zhengjun, but to make him unable to do evil because of this.

The people present understood, thought about it carefully, and shook their heads.

This is an era of conscientious and conscientious men and gentlemen, this is an era of despicable villains showing off their might, and the snake is less than seven inches, so its backbite is unguardable.

"The only way to do this at the moment is static braking." Father Lu spoke lightly.

Wang Zhengguo sighed, "I think so too, the soldiers will block the water and cover the earth, I don't believe that he can turn the sky." Wang Lou Brigade, it's not him who has the final say. ”

Feng Qingxue was very worried that he would come to the Lu family in a few years, "How to solve the problem of him asking for food?" ”

"Your brother-in-law, it's best to save face, face is more important than everything."

"I remember my aunt said that on the day my cousin got married, my brother-in-law didn't pay the gift money, and he was still sitting in the top position, if it was a good-looking person, he wouldn't do it, right?" However, Wang Zhengjun was dressed like a dog at that time.

Wang Zhengguo said with a smile: "He, in front of our mud legs, he has the posture of Lao Tzu who is the best in the world, and he doesn't have us countrymen in his eyes, so he will do that." However, in the city, in front of his neighbors, and in front of his colleagues in the unit, he is a different look, with a good face and the most afraid of being embarrassed. Zhu Dani has already made a fuss, and he will never let people know that he came to us to ask for food. Tomorrow morning, didn't you go into the city to send things? I'm going into the city, I'm going to give him food!" ”

He prepared 20 catties of dried sweet potatoes and a few corn cobs, a bundle of dried beans, a few Chinese cabbage, and a basket of spicy radish, and took advantage of the mule cart of the production brigade to send Lu Jiangfeng to the post office first, and then rushed to the door of the mining bureau slowly.