Back to the 60s: The Struggle Career of a Charmed Wife

When Li Guohong was mentioned, Feng Shuanshuan and Uncle Feng looked at each other and shook their heads.

Feng Qingxue frowned, "What? Let her go?"

Just like Cao Hongzhu, handle it with care? This is how the evil man's arrogance is indulged.

After not seeing Li Guohong for seven years, the meeting was a big drama between her and Zhao Guihua. The content was simply unbelievable. Not only did she slander Feng Shuanzhao, but she also committed theft. According to the current regulations, she couldn't afford to walk away!

"The county committee only dealt with Li Chengdong and did not mention Li Guohong. There may be a reason why Li Guohong was not included in the complaint materials." After hesitating for a moment, Feng Shuanli finally spoke out, "As soon as I resumed my duties as captain, Li Guohong came to my door crying and complained. She said that Li Chengdong asked her to do those things, and she only listened to Li Chengdong’s words from the county committee, which was not her original intention.”

"She is obviously quibbling!" The second aunt couldn't help but said, "When you saw her giving a speech on the stage, you knew how excited she was. It's in vain that you couldn't withstand their family's pleas after Xiaoxue got married and took care of Xiaoxue. The house was given to their family.”

Feng Qingxue and the two sisters were grateful, but Li Guohong and the others were ungrateful.

Feng Shuanzhao waved his hand, "Let's not mention her. Such a person may not have a good ending. Zhao Guihua has already sued her for theft. I will deal with it when I go back. A Jiang, Xiaoxue, we should go. Li Chengdong is the captain. During this period, the accounts, farm tools, livestock, etc. of the Caohu Brigade were all in a mess, and there was almost no food reserves. I had to go back and clean up. It was time to cut the wheat soon. If I didn't make arrangements, it would be too late. "

For this reason, the Lu family naturally couldn't keep him.

After sending them to the door of his house, Feng Shuanzhu suddenly remembered something, "By the way, Xiaoxue, Caohu is like this now. Your money will not be available for a while. I finally saved some money in the past two years." , I thought I could repay you, but Feng Teng was dismissed by Li Chengdong, and now I don’t have a dime on my account, so I can only regret it for the time being. "

Only then did Feng Qingxue remember the money owed to her by the Caohu Brigade. Feng Shuan did not mention it, so she had forgotten it.

"I'm not in a hurry to use the money, Second Uncle. I never thought about taking it back at the beginning, and I certainly won't now, otherwise I would have rushed you." At that time, I was aiming to save people, and I didn't want to hear some people talk about using human flesh to treat edema. content.

"You can't say that. What's yours is yours. It's only natural to pay back debts." Feng Shuanzhu has never forgotten this debt. This debt is not only money, but also the heavy life-saving grace. Those grains saved so many people who were on the verge of death. Because Feng Qingxue didn't want to say anything, only he and Feng Teng knew.

Just as he was talking, a postman pushed a bicycle and ran over panting, waving as he ran.

"Lu Jiang! Comrade Lu Jiang! Urgent telegram!" he shouted all the way.

This postman is no longer the He Hai who used to deliver letters to them, but he is still a young man in his twenties, with a short cut, a white undershirt, and a pair of patched military green polyester cardigans.

Feng Shuanzhuan said hurriedly: "The letter has arrived, please get busy, we will leave first."

Seeing Lu Jiang striding up to the postman, Feng Qingxue stopped trying to hold him back and said, "Then the second uncle, second mother and second uncle will take their time on the road. If we have something to do here, we won't deliver it."

"Don't give it away."

After watching Feng Shuanzhuan and others leave, Feng Qingxue immediately came to Lu Jiang's side and read the contents of the telegram with him.

. . Chapter 11: Routinely asking for votes, predicting what will happen in the future, and listening to the next chapter’s analysis, you will be laughing when you save the manuscript