Back to the 60s: The Struggle Career of a Charmed Wife
Chapter 1037: Creating Something from Nothing 6

Chapter 1037: Chapter 1037: Creating Something from Nothing 6

After Auntie Feng left, Feng Shuanzhu and his wife refused to accept the white steamed buns they hadn’t seen in a long time.

"No, no, someone’s always watching us!" Feng Shuanzhu had just waved his hand when it was suddenly stuffed with a steamed bun.

"Uncle, although Ajiang and I are powerless in many situations, it doesn’t mean we are completely helpless! We really would like to meet this so-called Li Chengdong, the Squad Leader who popped up out of nowhere!" Feng Qingxue tore off a small piece of the steamed bun in her hand and stuffed it into the aunt’s mouth, "Eat something first, so that we have the energy to talk."

Tears welled up in the aunt’s eyes, "There are still good people in the world. My husband and I have fallen on hard times, and many fellow villagers can’t even feed themselves, yet they still take turns bringing us food, sneaking in and out at night. Your second uncle and auntie also do the same."

"Auntie, if you can accept food from them, you can accept ours. Hurry up and eat, after that, we can deal with what comes next."

"Right, uncle, auntie, we’ve got this matter under control," Lu Jiang’s anger had reached its boiling point, "Uncle, after you’ve eaten, write an appeal. I’ll deliver it to the higher-ups. If the commune doesn’t work, I’ll take it to the county committee, and if that doesn’t work, the municipal committee. If they still ignore us, then we’ll send it straight to the Capital!"

Feng Qingxue smiled slightly, "Is it really time to startle the old chief in the Capital? Uncle and auntie still have to live here. Let’s go to the commune and demand an explanation. If they won’t listen, then we’ll see the county committee!"

Lu Jiang was no longer just an ordinary soldier. Which cadre at any level in Huaibei City didn’t have to give him some face?

Social status? Before absolute power, that’s just an empty document.

No matter how many people accuse you, no matter what your social status is, it cannot outweigh a single word from the old chief. This is the reality of why the Lu Family didn’t experience the same tragedy in this era as they did in their past lives.

In their past lives, even with Wang Zhengguo’s protection, they couldn’t withstand external orders.

Feng Shuanzhu and his wife were stunned after hearing what Lu Jiang and his wife said, their faces filled with confusion.

Auntie Feng came over with water, just in time to hear their conversation, and said to Feng Shuanzhu, "Uncle, have you forgotten? Ajiang and Xiaoxue are capable people. It’s been well known around Wanglou Brigade. Didn’t Hongling say so when she visited her parents’ home a couple of years ago? Who in our brigade doesn’t know? Ajiang is now an officer in the army, and Xiaoxue has served in the military, earning first-class merit, and has even met the old chief! Xiaoxue’s father-in-law and uncle visited her in the Capital and were also received by the old chief. Even city officials came to visit them personally, going to the cowshed to pay respects to the calligraphy and photographs the old chief sent to Ajiang’s father!"

Feng Shuanzhu slapped his forehead and remembered.

When Lu Jiang’s father returned from the Capital, he himself was the head of Caohu Brigade at the time, and had joined the commune officials to visit Wanglou Brigade to pay respects to the old chief’s calligraphy and photographs, and also surveyed Wanglou Brigade’s farmland while he was there.

The attention given to Wanglou Brigade wasn’t without reason—their crops were better than those in the surrounding area every year.

"My status is set in stone," Feng Shuanzhu said, "the county committee is aware of it. It was they who issued the political task. A bunch of students from the city insisted our brigade had to hand over a landlord, but our brigade had no landlords! Although we had rich peasants, they were good people, and I couldn’t bear to push them forward. My family worked hard for generations to save a few acres of land, and that’s how I was labeled a landlord."