How to Thrive in the ’60s

Let the boss, a white-eyed wolf, help her decipher the secret letter, and she is afraid that he will secretly trick the third child.

It's better to give the letter to Yunshang and let Yunshang bring it to the third child.

Gu Guangzong held the phone tightly, feeling aggrieved and annoyed, and it took a long time before he replied sullenly, "Okay, I'll send you the letter right away."

Whether it was before or now, he will never be better than Gu Shinian in the eyes of Gu Huaiqing and Zhang Chunni.

Even when Gu Huaiqing wrote a secret letter on a whim, he only mentioned Gu Shinian, and handed over his last contact to Gu Shinian. He didn't even mention a word about him.

Thinking of how he climbed onto the train in winter, endured two days and one night on the hard scooter, and rode for several hours in an ox cart to collect Gu Huaiqing's body, but he didn't even mention himself in the letter, Gu Guangzong As for the grievance and depression in his heart, he even had the urge to destroy this secret letter.

But thinking of Gu Shinian's methods, Gu Guangzong had to suppress the evil fire in his heart, and honestly confessed the secret letter to Zhang Chunni.

After talking about the business, Zhang Chunni asked about Gu Huaiqing's funeral arrangements. After knowing that the matter was handled smoothly, her attitude towards Gu Guangzong softened. She asked him about his life in the past two years, and told him a few words, Only then did I hang up the phone.

Gu Guangzong took out the yellowed letter paper and looked in a corner.

Even though he had read the letter countless times in the past few days, looking at the content of the letter now, his face still darkened unconsciously.

This man's heart is really cruel!

It's all about this, and he really didn't even mention him.

The reason why he gave Lao San the only remaining contacts in his hand was because he felt that Lao San was the only one among his children who had a great future.

The third child accepts his favor, and must think of his kindness, stretch out his hand to pull him, and get him out of the labor camp farm.

But God has eyes, he is dead!

Even if he gave Lao San the remaining contacts in his hands, he would never wait for the day when Lao San reached out to him.

With a mocking smile on the corner of Gu Guangzong's mouth, holding the letter paper, he tore the letter paper in half with a "chi la" sound.

When I wanted to continue tearing it again, as if thinking of something, I suddenly let out a low laugh, folded the letter paper, bought an envelope and put it in, "Third son, third son, I really thought his connections were good. Take it? If you are not afraid of biting your hand, go ahead and use it."

After posting the letter, Gu Guangzong walked out quickly, squatted in the corner and smoked a cigarette, rubbed the red circles under his eyes, returned to the post office again, and called Gu Shinian.

After picking up the phone, Gu Shinian's expression turned serious, "What's going on over there?"

"I found his columbarium at the cremation ground. I didn't find out much about it in the farm. I spent some money two days ago and sent a few gangsters from the commune out to help me find out the news."

"You mean, after you passed by, you didn't see his bones?"

"Well, no." Gu Guangzong paused, "If it wasn't for someone here helping to pack up his belongings, maybe before I came over, his things would be divided among those reform-through-labour prisoners."

Gu Shinian rubbed his brows with a headache, and continued to ask, "What about Zhou Mingjuan? Did Zhou's family go over to deal with Zhou Mingjuan's funeral? Have you seen Zhou Mingjuan's body?"

"I see." Speaking of this, Gu Guangzong was also full of doubts, "The people on the farm said that Zhou Mingjuan hanged himself the day before, and he died of a sudden illness the next day. After Zhou's family came, I followed I took a look and found that it was Zhou Mingjuan herself, the rope marks on her neck were obvious."

Gu Shinian immediately heard the problem, "Zhou Mingjuan's body is still there, but he was hastily cremated by the farmer under the pretext of an infectious disease?"

Gu Guangzong didn't respond, and Gu Shinian continued to ask, "What about Gu Mingzhu? How did something happen to her, and who will handle the aftermath?"

"I asked around, and Gu Mingzhu was indeed beaten to the head with someone. Her crime is not serious, and she will come out in another year and a half.

As a result, now... But there is one thing that is very strange. "

Gu Guangzong didn't wait for Gu Shinian to ask questions, and quickly revealed the doubts about Gu Mingzhu's death, "She didn't have her head smashed, so she could be buried in the original place, but Gu Huaiqing and Zhou Mingjuan insisted on cremating Gu Mingzhu, and the farm leaders agreed." up.

I went to Gu Mingzhu's grave and took a look. The grave was very big. Two days ago, someone got up to open the coffin in the middle of the night. Inside were Gu Mingzhu's clothes and an urn. Except for the cremation, I didn't see anything wrong with Gu Mingzhu's matter. "

Gu Shinian's mind was a little confused at the moment, he frowned and thought for a while, and then asked him, "Didn't you ask the gangsters to inquire about the farm's situation these two days? Is there any useful news?"

"There are all kinds of useless news." Thinking of the unjustly spent money, Gu Guangzong bared his teeth irritably, "It is not a thing to say that there are two leaders on the farm. The female reform-through-labour prisoners on the farm, Anyone with a little bit of beauty will be harassed."

"There is also a leader who just died in the first half of the year, and his wife is almost forty this year. He wants to find a big girl for his second marriage. He is currently on a blind date in the commune."

"Oh, by the way, there was an accident on the farm here in the first half of the year. More than 30 reform-through-labour prisoners were caught and shot, all of them were shot."

...

Gu Guangzong gave Gu Shinian all the gossip provided by the gangsters, then leaned on the counter, stuffed a piece of fruit candy into his mouth, chewed it loudly, and waited for Gu Shinian on the other end of the phone to peel it off. Find useful clues and give him further instructions.

Taking a pen, Gu Shinian quickly wrote down what Gu Guangzong said, and asked, "Have you seen Uncle A Chang's comrades? He should have some clues."

"See you." Gu Guangzong sneered, "That man looked like an honest guy, and Zhou Minghui was promoted to the third in command of the Armed Forces Department. This man is still a small steward of a labor camp. What do you know? The Zhou family When I came to deal with Zhou Mingjuan's funeral, I asked him for a few words, and that person didn't know as much as I did."

Gu Shinian didn't expect Zhou Minghui's comrade-in-arms to be in such a situation, so he sighed secretly, his eyes fell on the paper full of gossip in the labor camp, and he began to think carefully.

Gu Guangzong waited for a long time, and when he was about to hang up the phone, Gu Shinian said, "Gu Guangzong, change your mind, if you can't find any news from the farm, go to the cremation ground and ask about the situation.

Now it's all buried, and there are few people cremated, and the people at the cremation site still have impressions.

How about this, you give me the address, I will find a way to get you a photo of Gu Mingzhu and him, and after you receive it, let the comrades at the cremation ground identify the person. "