Back to the 60s: The Struggle Career of a Charmed Wife
Chapter 1038: Creating Something from Nothing 7

Chapter 1038: Chapter 1038: Creating Something from Nothing 7

Feng Shuanzhu spoke to this point with tears streaming down his face, having lost even the strength to speak. Finally, he allowed himself to tear off a small piece of white steamed bun with his trembling hands and took a bite, then drank a mouthful of water passed to him by Feng’s second aunt.

Feng Qingxue frowned, "I remember our Feng Family is basically poor peasants, not even average peasants."

Feng Shuanzhu nodded, "That’s right, even though my family had some land, the number of people in our family at the time was high and the harvests were poor. It wasn’t enough to last a season, so we still had to rent land or do labor for others to make ends meet, which is why we were classified as poor peasants."

"Then who did you rent the land from? Isn’t it said that there are no landlords in Caohu Brigade?" Lu Jiang asked.

Feng Shuanzhu replied, "The land in Caohu Village is barren. When it comes time to harvest, one may not even get as many seeds as were planted, like the crops in the fields this year—a large patch died. The year starts with empty fields; fifty pounds of wheat seeds planted will definitely yield less than fifty pounds. As a result, many people don’t rent land in Caohu Village but in other villages instead."

After a pause, Feng Shuanzhu said to Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue, "You are officers from the army, seldom returning home. Don’t get involved in these murky affairs, lest people start paying attention to your father’s social class."

Compared to him, a fake landlord, the real landlord Lu Zhiyuan was much more dangerous.

"Don’t worry, we know what to do," Lu Jiang said, then turned to Feng Qingxue, "Qingxue, do you have paper with you? Take it out so Second Uncle can write down an appeal."

"I’ve got it, got it, it’s in the bag." Even if she hadn’t, she would have claimed she had, and indeed, she always kept paper and a pen in her shoulder bag.

Lu Jiang rummaged through the canvas shoulder bag and found paper and a pen, and indeed, the pen was a fountain pen.

"The fountain pen was a gift from the old leader." In fact, she had hardly used it, always keeping it stored in her space. It was only after returning that she took it out to put in her bag as one of the things to protect herself.

Upon hearing it was a gift from the old leader, Feng Shuanzhu, his wife, and Feng’s second aunt all showed faces full of admiration.

The Feng Shuanzhu family had no tables, chairs, or stools, so he lay on the ground to write, while his wife kept the leftover half of the steamed bun in her clothes pocket.

"How should I write this?" Feng Shuanzhu was unsure where to start.

Lu Jiang, often involved in writing reports, was familiar with the format of appeal materials. He knelt beside Feng Shuanzhu and guided him—it was just name, age, family class background from the ancestors to the present, etc. The main content of the appeal would follow.

"I am a poor peasant, not a landlord!" This sentence was the main content of the appeal.

Feng Shuanzhu wrote down the line with shaky hands, as tears streamed down his wrinkled face. He sniffled, took the seal ink box Lu Jiang handed him, and pressed his thumbprint onto the appeal.

Lu Jiang secured the appeal, "We’ll leave now, to resolve this sooner rather than later."

"Thank you, Ajiang. Sorry to trouble you and Xiaoxue," Feng Shuanzhu said with tearful gratitude. Never in his life did he imagine that a bit of kindness shown to the sisters Qingxue would turn into a hemp rope pulling him and his wife out of a sea of suffering.

"Second Uncle, you’re welcome. You are innocent and shouldn’t be treated this way."

Second Aunt’s reaction was to wipe away the tears covering her face.

When Feng Shuanzhu and his wife saw Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue to the door, they saw Li Chengdong leading a group of strong laborers, coming over in a menacing manner. Taking large strides and with a loud voice, he said, "Without my permission, Li Chengdong, who dares to contact this bad element on my territory?"