Back to the 60s: The Struggle Career of a Charmed Wife
Chapter 1061: Spending Money on Grain 5

Chapter 1061: Chapter 1061: Spending Money on Grain 5

When Li Guohong was mentioned, Feng Shuanzhu and his Second Uncle exchanged glances and shook their heads.

Feng Qingxue frowned, "What? Has she been let off?"

Just like with Cao Hongzhu back then, handled with kid gloves? It’s this indulgence that emboldens the villains.

Seven years since seeing Li Guohong, and upon seeing her again, it was a grand performance with Zhao Guihua that was simply unbelievable. Not only did she slander Feng Shuanzhu, but she was also guilty of theft. According to the current rules, she could not get away scot-free!

"The county committee only dealt with Li Chengdong, without mentioning Li Guohong; there might be some appeals material without Li Guohong’s involvement." After hesitating for a moment, Feng Shuanzhu finally said it, "I had just resumed my position as brigade leader when Li Guohong came crying at my doorstep, claiming that all those things were forced upon her by Li Chengdong, that she was just following the orders of the county committee and Li Chengdong, and that it wasn’t her true intention."

"She’s clearly making excuses!" Second Aunt couldn’t help but exclaim, "You can tell how excited she was when she spoke on stage. And to think that, after Xiaoxue got married, you couldn’t withstand their pleas and allocated to them the house you had tidied up for Xiaoxue."

Sister Qingxue and the others knew to repay kindness, whereas Li Guohong and her kind were ungrateful.

Feng Shuanzhu waved his hand dismissively, "Let’s not talk about her any longer, such people are unlikely to end up well. Zhao Guihua has already accused her of theft, and I will deal with it when I get back. Ajiang, Xiaoxue, we should leave. During the time Li Chengdong was the brigade leader, the accounts, farm tools, and livestock of Caohu brigade were all in a mess, and the food reserves were almost non-existent; I must go back to sort things out, as the wheat harvest is coming up and it will be too late if we don’t arrange everything soon."

Having reached this point in the conversation, the Lu Family naturally couldn’t ask him to stay.

As they saw him off to the doorway, Feng Shuanzhu suddenly remembered something, "Oh right, Xiaoxue, given the current state of things in Caohu, it won’t be possible to repay your money anytime soon. We barely managed to save a little money over the past two years, thinking we could pay you back, but then Feng Teng was dismissed by Li Chengdong, and now there isn’t a penny left on the books. I can only apologize to you for the time being."

It was only then that Feng Qingxue remembered the money Caohu brigade owed her; she had forgotten about it since Feng Shuanzhu hadn’t mentioned it.

"I’m not in urgent need of money. Second Uncle, I never thought to get it back in the first place, and naturally, I won’t now. Otherwise, I would have pressed you about it a long time ago." At that time, she was committed to saving lives and didn’t want to hear some people talk about using human flesh to treat edema.

"We can’t say that. What’s yours is yours. To owe debts and repay them is a principle of justice." Feng Shuanzhu had never forgotten this debt, and it was loaded not just with money, but also the heavy gratitude of saving lives; that grain saved so many people from the brink of death. It was only because Feng Qingxue kept quiet about it that only he and Feng Teng knew.

As they were talking, a postman came running over breathlessly, pushing a bicycle and waving his hand as he ran.

"Lu Jiang! Comrade Lu Jiang! Urgent telegram!" He was calling out as he approached.

This postman was not He Hai, who usually delivered their mail, but also a young man in his twenties with a crew cut, wearing a white sweatshirt and patched army-green dacron pants.

Feng Shuanzhu quickly said, "There’s mail; go ahead, we’ll be leaving first."

Watching Lu Jiang stride over to the postman, Feng Qingxue didn’t hold them back any longer and said, "Then, Second Uncle, Second Aunt, and Second Uncle, take care on your way home. We’ve got things to handle here, so we won’t see you out."

"No need."

After watching Feng Shuanzhu and the others leave, Feng Qingxue immediately joined Lu Jiang to read the telegram’s contents.

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