Chapter 941 Half-liang food stamps 4
Holding a cigarette, the staff looked at the cigarette case that Lu Jiang had drawn out with only one cigarette in his hand.
Seeing the novel, Lu Jiang immediately stuffed the cigarette into his pocket, and said in a low voice, "I don't smoke, so I will give it to my comrade."
The staff member immediately laughed and spat out the cigarette butt in his mouth, "Okay, you have to take the old furniture apart before you can take it out. It's measured by the pound, and you can't miss it, otherwise I won't be able to explain it."
"Thank you, comrade, thank you, please lend me a tool or two, I dismantled the furniture."
With cigarettes, everything is easy to talk about and things are easy to handle.
The staff knew very well that Lu Jiang was wearing a cadre uniform, and the Zhonghua cigarette was also a cadre cigarette. There was no approval slip, and ordinary people could not buy it even if they had money, including Maotai.
"It's good to be a soldier, it's better to be a cadre, and you can get approval for alcohol and tobacco."
Hearing his sigh, Lu Jiang immediately said, "We came to Shanghai to do business, and we didn't bring much stuff, but we have a bottle of Maotai and a bottle of Fenjiu. We'll have a taste tomorrow."
That said, but the staff knew very well that the other party gave it to him, "It's a waste, it's a waste."
In the evening, Lu Jiang easily came out with two large bundles of old furniture parts and Feng Qingxue.
Feng Qingxue was carrying the pen and paper she bought with fairness in her hand, and she was in high spirits. This afternoon, she probably stole more than 30 priceless paintings and calligraphy, more than 40 ancient books, more than a dozen bronze and iron ware, and 20 Many pieces of porcelain, a dozen small pieces of wood carvings, and some precious things in the dark compartment of old furniture.
After explaining it to the hotel staff, the furniture parts and pen and paper on the bright side were successfully brought back to the room.
After simply taking a shower, the two couples lived in separate rooms.
Feng Qingxue took advantage of the interval between drying her hair to sort out the cultural relics and antiques she had collected in the space. The things in the space could be organized according to her thoughts. Clothes, food, etc. were all piled up in different categories, including the recently collected cultural relics and antiques. Without wasting her own time, she just recorded the harvest today, so that she won't be in a hurry when she can donate in the future.
The first ride went relatively smoothly, and Feng Qingxue slept well.
Get up early the next morning and ask Shang Lujiang to go out to eat breakfast. They always hide in the house to eat, which will definitely arouse suspicion, who would not eat or drink?
Therefore, it is necessary to eat three meals a day outside, and it is enough to eat a little less.
There is a breakfast shop nearby. The two were warmly entertained when they entered. Lu Jiang wanted to eat raw fried steamed buns, and ordered two fresh fried steamed buns. In addition to the food stamps, the total was 24 cents. In addition, he asked for a bowl of salty soy milk, which was light and windy. Xue wanted to eat wontons, so she ordered a bowl of wontons.
The waiter said: "Serve the people. Wontons are half liang of food stamps."
"Half liang of food stamps?" Lu Jiang's eyes widened, "How to pay for half liang of food stamps? One or two of the food stamps are torn in half?"
Before Feng Qingxue could speak, the young waitress rolled his eyes at him, "I can tell that Nong is a foreigner by listening to the comrade's words. Does Nong know that Ala Shanghai issues half liang of food stamps? One or two wontons and half liang of food stamps, A fried dough stick is half two food stamps, a bowl of soy milk is half two food stamps, a bowl of chicken porridge is half two food stamps..."
Lu Jiang hurriedly stopped, "Stop, stop, it turns out that half a liang of food stamps can buy so many things, I'll give you the money for the tickets, please give us the order of the two fried buns, a bowl of salty soy milk and a bowl of wontons. Qingxue, what else do you eat?"
Feng Qingxue smiled and shook her head, a bowl of wontons was enough.
Chapter 943 The Old One Helps 1
There are only ten small wontons in a bowl of wontons, and the soup is very delicious.
There are only four fried steamed buns for one customer, and eight for two customers. Lu Jiang couldn't get enough.
Feng Qingxue pursed her lips and smiled, and hurriedly bought two more rice cakes for him.
When paying for the money and food stamps, the waitress looked at Lu Jiang a few times and said to Feng Qingxue, "Unity is strength. Comrade, this revolutionary partner you're looking for is too uneconomical."
There is no Shanghai accent.
"Humbleness makes people progress, but pride makes people fall behind. Comrade, why isn't it worth it?" Feng Qingxue didn't understand for a while.
The waiter brought her hot glutinous rice cakes and said, "Study hard and make progress every day. Your revolutionary partner is tall and big, and it takes too much fabric. The fabric needed for a suit of clothes is equivalent to one and a half of my family. , looking at his appetite, he is not full after eating two raw fried steamed buns, and you order him two more glutinous rice cakes, people like him are the least popular among us!"
Feng Qingxue chuckled, "There's nothing difficult in the world, I'm just afraid of people who care. It's okay, the clothes are all dispatched by the troops on time."
"Yeah, why did I forget that you are all soldiers." The waiter responded, "Unity is strength. The troops are not only responsible for clothing, but also food. It is cost-effective, cost-effective, it is simply too cost-effective."
As for the careful planning of the waitress, Lu Jiang has nothing to say.
He asked Feng Qingxue to eat the glutinous rice cake first, and then eat the leftovers himself.
Feng Qingxue really liked the glutinous rice cake and ate a small portion.
When she was bored and looked around, she found that the customer at the next table ordered a fried dough stick and a chicken porridge. She always thought it was the kind of chicken porridge in Guangzhou, but it turned out that a little chicken soy sauce was poured on the white porridge.
After eating and drinking, the two of them went to the junk station with their satchels.
Yesterday I already knew the name of the staff member, Mu Yangdong, whose real name is Murong Yangdong.
The reason why Murong was changed to Mu is because the compound surname Murong belongs to the old thinking and old culture, so it is simplified to Mu.
When Feng Qingxue learned the reason, she was speechless.
According to this, does Ouyang Zijin also have to change his name? Change it to Ou Zijin or Yang Zijin?
Mu Yangdong himself is a local rascal. Taking advantage of this movement to replace the previous staff, he is not too serious, and likes smoking and drinking. Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue do whatever they want, so he opens the door for convenience. Anyway, He had checked everything he brought out, and there was nothing that would destroy the revolution, just waste and use, and it was not a crime to speak of.
Like a baby, he hid the two bottles of wine, and Mu Yang Dong Diao Erlang stood at the door with his legs crossed. It was not until noon that Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue came out to weigh, only some paper, pen, ink, ingot, inkstone, etc.
Stacks of rice paper, bundles of brushes, I don't know which old brand they copied from.
Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue made a lot of profit today. They came again after lunch. They scoured the entire junk station for two days. They felt that there were not many fish that slipped through the net, so they took the tram and turned to the junk station.
Afterwards, they gave Mu Yangdong a pack of cigarettes, which was a dollar of China, and Mu Yangdong knew everything about them.
The two also asked Mu Yangdong about the address where He Qingyin sent a letter to Wen Ruyu. As expected, they had been ravaged by students long ago. The literati and scholars in the area had all suffered, and the house had also been nationalized, and now it has been distributed to some staff of agencies.
Dressed in military uniform, they were all treated well on the tram.
The locals who looked down on outsiders all showed friendly expressions, but they didn't see any disdain.
Chapter 944 The old friend helps 2
The fare is calculated according to the road section. Each section can take four stops. If you take five stops, although you only take one extra stop, it will cost three cents more. Therefore, many locals will take one less stop and walk the remaining one. go home.
Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue were very impressed by their careful planning.
After getting out of the car, the two went straight to the junkyard.
The staff of this waste station are much stricter than Mu Yangdong. They are very impersonal and hard to speak. It took a long time for Feng Qingxue to get in, but the couple were disappointed. There were very few wastes inside.
When I asked about it, I found out that the scrap was only sent away the day before yesterday, that is, the scrap was shipped to the factory, such as a paper mill or a steel mill.
The previous ones were sent out, but the ones copied later were not delivered, so they naturally seemed empty.
After being busy all day, after careful identification, Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue only found two valuable calligraphy and painting, a Buddhist script and more than 20 pieces of porcelain. Porcelain is not easy to be recycled. On the southeast coast, exports are exchanged for foreign exchange.
They took some of the cups, dishes, and jars in their hands and said they would take them back to use in their lives, but they also took them out.
There is a coral bonsai that is particularly beautiful, red and bright, and the wind and snow want to take it away, but the location is too conspicuous.
If the bonsai disappeared, it would definitely raise suspicions among the staff.
Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue could only leave regretfully and return to the state-run hotel where they lived.
"Do your best and obey the destiny." Lu Jiang comforted, "There are too many things in the world that we can't save. Bonsai are beautiful and precious, but they are far less than cultural heritage."
Feng Qingxue nodded, "That's it, we'll change to a junk station tomorrow."
Shanghai is very big, and the junk station is very far from the train station. They took the tram to go around half the city, and they took another tram in the middle. It took a few cents for the light toll, and they finally reached their destination.
Fortunately, the waste of this house was not sent away, and the warehouse was piled up like a mountain.
The staff is middle-aged, honest and easy to talk.
Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue spent three days without even eating lunch. They stole more than 400 pieces of antique paintings and calligraphy at the cultural relic level. Only small pieces were stolen. Among them, there were more than 100 pieces of books, calligraphy and paintings, more than 100 pieces of porcelain, and more than 100 pieces of other miscellaneous items.
When they rummaged through the piles of waste, they couldn't even see how much was missing.
Because it was stealing, and because the staff guarding the warehouse had a good character, Feng Qingxue followed what he did in his hometown and took two gold bars for Lu Jiang to give to him and handed them over to the state to compensate for the price of the things they stole.
On the way to the fourth junkyard, the two of them had a makeover, dressed in tattered clothes and dressed as poor people.
As soon as I arrived at the door, I saw several flatbed trucks entering the waste station. The trucks were full of various wastes. At this time, a man who urged the people to hurry up walked over to them and greeted them in the wind and light snow. , "Comrade Qingxue, is that you?"
Feng Qingxue was stunned, looking at the person who came.
Squinting for a long time, she suddenly remembered, "You are... Comrade He Hongjun?"
"Yes, yes, Comrade Qingxue actually recognizes me!" He Hongjun laughed happily, "I thought I had seen the wrong person on the tram a few days ago, but I didn't expect it was you, Comrade Qingxue! "
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"You saw me? You saw us, when?" Feng Qingxue expressed surprise at He Hongjun's words.
Why is she not impressed? She has a good memory.
If she sees He Hongjun, she will definitely recognize it, because He Hongjun's appearance has not changed, at most, his clothes look clean and tidy, and he is more energetic.
He Hongjun smiled and said: "It's been a few days. It was raining lightly that morning. I took the tram to work and saw the two of you wearing green military uniforms and tarpaulin umbrellas. I feel dazzled. Your lover joined the army, I know, you are not. Have you always lived in the Wanglou Brigade? Why do you also wear a regular green military uniform? This is not a military uniform made by ordinary citizens to express their admiration for the soldiers."
After listening to He Hongjun's words, Feng Qingxue suddenly realized that it was probably the day she got off the bus after dinner.
Thinking of this, she pointed to Lu Jiangdao: "Comrade He Hongjun, let me introduce to you, this is my lover Lu Jiang. I am also a soldier, a medic, and he is in the same army. Recently, we are both on vacation! We have nothing to do at home, so we will go out to Shanghai and visit some old friends in the capital in a few days."
He Hongjun hurriedly greeted Lu Jiang, "My life was saved by Comrade Qingxue, a great kindness and great virtue, I will never forget it."
Once again, Lu Jiang saw the contacts accumulated by his wife's virtue and deeds, and she really can meet acquaintances wherever she goes.
"Hello, hello, Comrade He Hongjun, saving people is what we should do, and no one can die." Lu Jiang gave a military salute, then looked at the waste station behind He Hongjun, "Comrade He Hongjun is here. work?"
It's easy to do things when you meet acquaintances, Feng Qingxue and Lu Jiang have the same idea.
Unexpectedly, He Hongjun shook his head, "No, no, I was in the previous government department, the current committee."
Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue were suddenly taken aback, that was the real power department, especially in the boundary of Shanghai.
"Yeah, because I came from the capital, I had a little face in front of the leaders who came from the capital, and I was transferred to the Revolutionary Committee." He Hongjun scratched the top of his head, "No, some students just copied it. Several big families have copied a lot of things, and I am responsible for transporting them to the junkyard to support national construction. How did you come here? What do you want to do? I see if I can help. "
Feng Qingxue's heart burst into laughter, "Yes, definitely! We thought of picking up some recyclable items in the waste station. Comrade He Hongjun, you know the poverty level in our hometown, and the daily necessities are very scarce."
He Hongjun immediately said: "No problem, I will tell the boss of the waste station, you can choose whatever you want."
After saying this, He Hongjun led them in.
His face is indeed great. The head of the scrap station, Meng Shouguo, treated him with respect. After listening to He Hongjun's words, he said to Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue without hesitation: "Corruption and waste are great crimes. The two comrades think that Pick whatever you want, just weigh and settle the bill. When I'm not around, I'll ask the comrades who guard the warehouse to open the door for you."
Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue thanked each other.
He Hongjun smiled at Feng Qingxue, "Comrade Qingxue, Comrade Lu Jiang, tell me where you live. When you're done with your work, I'll take a break, and I'll invite you to dinner at the International Hotel!"
After thinking about it, Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue told him the state-run hotel they were staying in.
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He Hongjun looked very happy when he met his savior, with a bright smile on his face all the time. He treated Meng Shouguo and the staff at the junkyard a lot more amiably, pointing to the things unloaded from the car, "These things have been delivered, As before, you arrange for the staff to deal with them in different categories, and then send them to the paper mill and steel mill. Don't waste it. Those porcelain ornaments and so on are put away, don't break them casually, and hand them over to the cultural relics department at that time."
"Relics Department?" Feng Qingxue looked curious.
"Yeah, first hand it over to the cultural relic department, and then ship it to the southeast coast with the batch of the cultural relics department, and export it directly by the local trade department." He Hongjun explained to her, "Recycling! A lot of things They are all handicrafts, and foreigners like them, so let's exchange them for foreign exchange, which can be regarded as supporting national construction."
Feng Qingxue nodded slightly, "The cultural relics department you are talking about is the Cultural Relics Bureau?"
"Yes, the cultural relics of the Cultural Relics Bureau are in the process of being sorted. It's about 70% or 80%. When they're all sorted out, the ones that should be sent to the factory will be shipped to the factory, and those that can be exported will be shipped together with those collected from various waste stations. "He Hongjun said, "I am responsible for supervising this area, so that no one will destroy the revolution, so I am very clear."
Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue moved in their hearts, but didn't say anything.
Meng Shouguo sent He Hongjun, who was walking towards Feng Qingxue and his wife to leave, and when he returned, he immediately arranged for several staff to get busy.
Their busyness did not affect Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue's selection in the junk pile, but it took a little trouble to steal them, and they always had to prevent someone from coming to them or casting their eyes on them.
Remembering that He Hongjun said that all the things he had just copied had been shipped, the two looked at each other, changed their minds, and stepped forward to help first.
Don't underestimate the fact that it was only a few cars, but it was sent immediately after the house was raided, and there was no trace of smashing and burning. After classifying them, Feng Qingxue stole fifty or sixty cultural relics, with Lu Jiang's thousands of cover. It was not discovered by the careless staff.
After helping, the couple threw themselves into the hill-like pile of waste paper.
Meng Shouguo came over to take a look, and found that there were neatly turned out blank papers and some brushes, cups, dishes, bowls and other things that could be used as daily necessities neatly at their feet, so he said hello to them and walked away. .
Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Feng Qingxue continued to focus on the waste products.
For the next two days, the two came to the junkyard every day, sometimes helping, and sometimes rummaging for what they needed, so they won the favor of the staff. Everyone likes people who are willing to help.
On the morning of the third day, when Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue came, they found that the staff were loading the broken copper and iron into the car one by one. "
The words were asked by Feng Qingxue. When he was moving things and putting them in the car, he took advantage of the situation and stole a bronze mirror that was not found before.
After years of experience, she felt that she could be called an antique appraisal expert.
Among the cultural relics and antiques she took away, there must be some things that she misunderstood, because some fakes are so lifelike that it is hard to tell the truth from the fake. The real thing!
A middle-aged woman among the staff smiled and said, "Yeah, send the scraps to the steel mill first."
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When sending the "crafts" to the cultural relics department, Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue persuaded the staff to help push the cart full of "crafts" to the cultural relics warehouse.
Seeing the dazzling array of things in the warehouse, Feng Qingxue immediately opened her eyes.
The cultural relics in the cultural relics department are naturally genuine, and the ones copied from the outside are mixed.
So many cultural relics have been sent abroad, no matter how I think about it, I feel heartbroken.
National cultural heritage, how much foreign exchange can be exchanged during this period? The country is poor and backward, even if foreigners look down on their own country, they can buy a whole ship of cultural relics with a little money.
"I really wanted to steal it, and I stole everything!" Back at the state-run hotel, Feng Qingxue said to Lu Jiang.
Lu Jiang looked at her, "Wife, do you dare to have a big vote with me?"
Feng Qingxue's eyes lit up, "What do you mean?"
"I have observed it, and everyone thinks that those cultural relics are of little value. They are not strictly guarded during the day, and they leave work in the evening. According to our ability, it is like entering a land of no one." Lu Jiang stretched out his hand and dipped in some water, Drawing a few lines on the table, "Turn in from the back, go around to the warehouse door, and I can unlock the lock and get it back when I come out."
It is trivial for a soldier who has experienced hundreds of battles to fly over the eaves and walk the walls.
Feng Qingxue's courage is bigger than the sky, and with Lu Jiang's backing, he will become even fatter. Part of it is stored in museums abroad.
"Just do it, why don't you dare? We have space to cover everything, and no one would have thought that we stole it."
As for how to send it back in the future, how can you send it back if you steal it!
In the world, no one can think of the existence of space.
Feng Qingxue and Lu Jiang had come here for cultural relics that were worried about annihilation, and naturally they would not allow so many valuable cultural relics to be sent out in front of their eyes.
Seeing it with your own eyes and hearing it with your own ears are completely different.
The two explained to the hotel clerk that they were going out to visit a friend. If they came late and no one was found, the trams were almost out of get off work. They were looking for a hostel outside to temporarily stay for a night. The room here had to be reserved for them. If there are no people, they will come back because they need to leave by train.
The waiter did not doubt their plan, nodded and agreed, "Serve the people. Rest assured, two comrades, your luggage and the things you brought back will not be touched by anyone."
So, the husband and wife found a guest house near the cultural relics department.
In the dead of night, the two of them walked out of the guest house in black and turned directly into the cultural relics department compound.
The materials in the wind and snow space are prepared for the arrival of the end of the world. Naturally, there are a series of auxiliary tools, such as a ladder made of stainless steel. The two of them used the ladder to climb over the wall and then put the ladder into the space.
Lu Jiang opened the lock easily, the two slipped in, and closed the door gently before turning on the flashlight.
Feng Qingxue stole quickly, all the cultural relics were taken into the space by her, and in an instant, the warehouse was empty.
Before leaving, the two left behind a large box of prepared gold.
Everything was carried out in the dark, and they were all wearing gloves prepared by the wind and snow, leaving no traces, and even wearing new shoes and shoe covers on their feet, leaving no footprints on the ground.
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Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue were very excited for such a daring act, and they didn't sleep well all night.
The next day, they ate at a nearby dim sum shop and heard no rumors.
After eating, they continued to wander around the neighborhood, as if nothing was happening, and made a gesture of looking for someone. When it was about nine o'clock, they saw people suddenly coming and going at the gate of the cultural relics department, and many public security officers were running around, everyone looked like. Severe, go to the door to check.
At the same time, they also saw the figure of He Hongjun caught in it.
When it was almost noon, most of the people gradually dispersed, and Lu Jiang, who was standing on the side of the road, waved to He Hongjun.
He Hongjun wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Why are the two comrades here?"
"We came to look for someone nearby, but we couldn't find anyone, and we couldn't catch the tram back, so we stayed here for one night, and immediately returned to the state-run hotel where we used to live near the train station." Feng Qingxue answered his question, chin facing the cultural relics The department raised, "What happened there? I see that the public security department has been dispatched, or their faces are blank or serious."
He Hongjun glanced left and right, and said in a low voice, "A big thing happened, a big thing, an unexplainable thing. When this kind of thing that was left in the old world was destroyed, this kind of thing happened is simply appalling."
Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue asked what was the matter.
"A large number of cultural relics in the cultural relics department that were going to be shipped to the southeast coast suddenly disappeared overnight, and there was nothing in the entire warehouse. Oh, no, there are still some old things in the warehouse. The broken shelves where books, calligraphy and paintings were stacked before, Because the cultural relics are all packed in boxes. In addition, a large box of gold and antique mahogany boxes appeared on the scene. Can you say that it is not appalling?"
He Hongjun shook his head as he spoke, his face still filled with horror after discovering this fact.
Feng Qingxue covered her mouth with her hand, and exclaimed in a low voice, "Isn't that an immortal method?"
He Hongjun sighed: "Most of the people are muttering like this in their hearts, but they don't dare to say it. It's amazing. It's not a fairy method that can't explain this phenomenon at all. Don't say it, don't say it, some of you will be busy next time. ."
"Then go get busy, we won't disturb you." Lu Jiang said.
He Hongjun nodded and was about to leave when he suddenly asked, "Who are you looking for? Tell me your personal name and address, maybe I can help you. Aren't you going to the capital soon?"
Feng Qingxue hurriedly said: "Yes, why did you forget Comrade He. Coincidentally, the person we are looking for has the same surname as you, He Qingyin, who is a very old woman. She should not be very good, so we don't Dare to look for her blatantly. Comrade He, I wonder if you can help us find her."
"He Qingyin?"
"Yeah, He Qingyin, very famous in the painting world."
He Hongjun showed a big smile, "If you find me, you will find the right one. This is what I want to say more coincidentally."
"What? You know him?" Feng Qingxue was very surprised.
"My aunt!" The corners of He Hongjun's mouth were upturned, although his voice was not raised, but his tone was very pleasant, "Comrade Qingxue, you won't forget? I told you at the beginning that I came to Shanghai to join my auntie. "
Feng Qingxue's eyes widened, "He Qingyin is your aunt?"
He Hongjun nodded and said with a smile: "Otherwise, how can it be a book without a coincidence? To talk about the famous Master He Qingyin He in the painting world, there is no second person in the world except my aunt!"
Chapter 949 Flying to the Capital 1
Feng Qingxue was first happy that she found He Qingyin, but then she was worried because of her composition, "Comrade He Hongjun, how is this Master He Qingyin doing now?"
Wen Ruyu and others suffered such bad luck in the capital, can He Qingyin avoid it in Shanghai?
He Hongjun sighed and said in a low voice, "In this situation, who can be alone? My information is better. Before the accident, I took my aunt and donated all the paintings and calligraphy at home to the cultural relics department, oh, all of them. They are all among the cultural relics missing this time, and I don't know which Xian's family did it. Then, the house was handed over to the state voluntarily. On the grounds that my aunt was seriously ill, I begged for mercy from several leaders in private. , finally opened up, and now the old man lives in the house assigned to me by the unit."
If it wasn't for them still on the side of the road, Feng Qingxue would want to put his hands together and recite Amitabha's blessing.
"Comrade He Hongjun, can we meet her?" Feng Qingxue said, "You can ask her what she means first. If she wants to see us, you can inform us, and we will come to meet you."
He Hongjun was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly said, "Well, I'll ask, I'll call you back tomorrow."
No matter how good-tempered this aunt was, He Hongjun didn't dare to make her own decisions.
Feng Qingxue took out a folded piece of paper from her satchel and handed it to He Hongjun.
He Hongjun opened it and saw the words "Feng Qingxue" written on it.
"Why did you give your name to my aunt?" He Hongjun was very puzzled.
Feng Qingxue smiled and said, "Comrade He, give this piece of paper to your aunt and ask her if she recognizes this acquaintance on the paper, and she will definitely tell you." This was written by Wen Ruyu.
In order to win the trust of He Qingyin, Feng Qingxue specially asked for Wen Ruyu's calligraphy.
Afraid that writing other content would easily lead to suspicion, Wen Ruyu directly wrote Feng Qingxue's name on the paper, foolproof.
He Hongjun folded the paper and put it in his pocket.
He once mentioned his savior to He Qingyin, but He Qingyin did not appear to know Feng Qingxue.
Therefore, He Hongjun was dubious about Feng Qingxue's words.
Because too many things have happened recently, He Qingyin is full of distrust of the outside world, afraid that he will bring trouble to his nephew and grand-nephew that cannot be solved. Unless necessary, the old man usually stays at home.
At noon, the old man saw He Hongjun coming in from outside.
"Hongjun, you were eating in the cafeteria at noon, why did you come back today?"
Although living in trepidation, He Qingyin's mentality is still very peaceful.
The appearance is born from the heart, the mind is peaceful, and the appearance is natural and kind.
"Today, a strange thing happened in the cultural relics department. Everyone was in no mood to go to work. I went to investigate everywhere, and I came back." He Hongjun put the lunch box he brought on the table, and after opening it, curry beef came out. The aroma of the soup, "Auntie, you eat first. Didn't I tell you before that my savior is in Shanghai? The couple wants to visit you."
He Qingyin drank her favorite beef soup, and refused without thinking, "No, no, my old bones are not good, don't bring bad luck to others."
He Hongjun paused when he took out the piece of paper, "Who said you were unlucky? People who want to see you won't dislike you so much."
Chapter 950 Flying to the Capital 2
He Qingyin laughed and didn't want to continue talking to his grand-nephew, watching him open the paper, "What did you take?"
"My savior, Comrade Qingxue, asked me to pass it on to you, saying that you will recognize her when you see her name." He Hongjun is particularly curious, is it really that smart? When I mentioned Feng Qingxue just now, my aunt couldn't even say it.
"I recognize her? That's weird." He Qingyin put down the spoon and took a look.
It doesn't matter if you don't see it, you'll be shocked when you see it.
After seeing the calligraphy on the paper, the old man stood up suddenly and brought the chair behind him.
"You said this was given to you by your savior?" He Qingyin's tone was very urgent.
"Yes!" He Hongjun nodded, "Do you know her?"
"I know, I know, of course I know!" Even if it turned to ashes, she could recognize that the handwriting on the paper was from the hand of teacher Wen Ruyu, which means that the teacher is missing, "Quick, quick, take me to her."
Although she didn't know what the relationship between Feng Qingxue and Wen Ruyu was, He Qingyin didn't want to delay for a minute.
He Hongjun hurriedly said: "After you have finished drinking the soup, you should drink the soup first, and after drinking it, can I take you to find her? At this time, they should have lunch outside, because they live in a state-run hotel, and it is impossible for them to go out on their own. Cook. Besides, Comrade Qingxue said, you are an elder, they want to visit you, how can you visit them?"
He Qingyin patted his arm hard, "What's the point at this time? The old and the young are orderly, and it's all bullshit at this time. Although I have old bones, I feel that I can walk without a single meal. Eat, you won't die of hunger! Go now, when we arrive, maybe they will have finished their meal and returned to the hotel to rest."
What can He Hongjun say? Of course obeyed.
He helped the old lady get on the tram, went to the state-run hotel, and said hello to the waiter, explaining his purpose.
The waiter hurriedly said: "Don't fight an unprepared battle. Comrade Lu Jiang and Comrade Feng Qingxue have just returned. It's less than five minutes. I'll go up and tell them, will you wait a moment?"
He Hongjun is a local celebrity, and the waiter is very winking.
"A single spark can start a prairie fire. It's okay, please, comrade." He Hongjun said.
Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue did such a big thing, because it was too bizarre for the official to investigate, so there was no big storm and waves to implicate innocent people. Except for the gods, who could make so many cultural relics disappear?
The husband and wife felt very happy in their hearts and were preparing to eat a big meal.
Suddenly hearing a knock on the door, Feng Qingxue quickly put the food she just took out back into the space.
Lu Jiang opened the door, and when he saw the waiter, he couldn't help but say, "Unity is strength. Comrade, what's the matter?"
"Comrade He Hongjun came downstairs. He also brought an old comrade. He said he wanted to see two comrades. Would it be convenient for them to come up?"
Old comrade? Is it He Qingyin?
Feng Qingxue hurriedly said: "What's the inconvenience? We'll go down with you."
The two couples went downstairs and saw He Hongjun and the old lady beside him, Feng Qingxue quickly took a few steps forward, supported the old lady's arm, and said with a smile, "Come on, let's go upstairs and talk in the room."
"Okay!" He Qingyin had no objection.
Just looking at their performance, apart from Lu Jiang, who knew the truth, everyone else, including He Hongjun, thought they were very familiar.