Back to the 60s: The Struggle Career of a Charmed Wife
Chapter 1516: Prosperity 5

Chapter 1516: Chapter 1516: Prosperity 5

At that time, most of the people in the community were selfless. They were not surprised that Gold, under the leadership of Lu Father and Wang Zhenguo, handed over the gold to the state. Instead, they were insanely envious and wished they had been the ones to make such a contribution.

Of course, there were also a few with hidden agendas who thought about digging up the gold and hiding it away. Who doesn’t know that gold is valuable?

Facing the curious gazes of the crowd, Wang Zhenguo said seriously, "The city officials have already sent teams to inspect the site. Initially, we thought there might be relics or antiques where the gold was found, but it turned out there was nothing. You all should stop wasting your efforts. In my opinion, this box of gold was probably buried underground by some wealthy person during turbulent times and never retrieved."

Upon learning that the state had already investigated and confirmed there was nothing else, everyone immediately gave up on their dreams of striking it rich.

However, the ripple effects lingered for a while.

Recently, with the busy farming season over, students had returned to school. Because his grandfathers had work to do, Xibao also started attending classes again. On his way home from school, one neighbor aunt handed him a boiled egg, while another gave him a handful of home-roasted melon seeds. Even the educated youths took out bits of food sent by their families to share with him, forbidding him from refusing. By the time he got home, his schoolbag was bulging with an assortment of treats.

Zhou Fengchun laughed heartily and said, "Xibao is now everyone’s treasure!"

"Grandpa, can I skip school tomorrow? I feel like my calligraphy has slipped a bit." Xibao asked while dividing the food in his satchel among the three grandpas, including Lu Father, and handing Ding Hailan a boiled egg.

"What’s this? You don’t want to go to school again? That won’t do."

After hearing Zhou Fengchun, Xibao said, "Grandpa Zhou, I already understand everything the teacher teaches. I don’t want to waste my time at school. I have so many aspirations, and none of them lie within the classroom!"

"Such a little guy, only eleven in nominal age, and he’s already talking about aspirations!"

Zhou Fengchun hadn’t finished speaking when he saw Wang Zhenguo enter, accompanied by someone delivering a telegram. Both wore bright smiles. "Comrade Ding Guofeng, congratulations! You can return to the Capital to resume your job!"

After Xia Shuhuai, Chen Anlin, and Zhu Ling and his wife, Ding Guofeng became the fifth person sent down to this area whose position had been restored.

"Really?" Ding Guofeng immediately sprang up from the bench, his movements agile and energetic, not at all like an elderly man.

Wang Zhenguo laughed and said, "The documents have been delivered—how could it be fake?"

"It’s real!" Ding Guofeng’s hands trembled as he received the documents, tears streaming down his face. "The state hasn’t forgotten me. The state hasn’t forgotten me. I can return to the Capital. I can return to the Capital. Hailan, we can go home now."

Ding Hailan blinked his big eyes, taking a moment to understand his grandfather’s words, "Home, we’re going home!"

Lu Father and Zhou Fengchun congratulated him repeatedly. Ding Guofeng was almost incoherent with joy. "Thank you! Thank you! Old Zhou, I’ll be leaving soon—you take good care of yourself. I believe you’ll be able to leave here soon too."

Zhou Fengchun ruffled Xibao’s hair and said, "Suddenly hearing you’re leaving, I find myself reluctant to part."

Since being sent here, Ding Guofeng hadn’t suffered much hardship. On the contrary, under the care of the Lu Family, life had been comfortable. He felt reluctant—reluctant to leave Xibao, reluctant to part from the elderly who had shared his trials, and reluctant to say goodbye to the villagers of the Wanglou Brigade. But regardless of his reluctance, he had to return to the Capital, to the position he had longed for, to continue serving the people.