Chapter 1837: Chapter 1837: Return to Where It Belongs 3
Before departing, Lu Erxiong worriedly said to Feng Qingxue, “You must take us out to play!”
“Don’t worry, when Mom makes a promise, she keeps it. At that ti, anything you fancy, as long as it’s within my ability, I’ll buy it and bring it back to the Capital for you.” After saying this, Feng Qingxue lifted her luggage and got on the tractor. Wanglou Brigade happened to be going to buy fertilizer, which would be conveniently spread into the wheat fields during the winter idle season, so they took her along.
Now dawn has arrived, the Lu Family is flourishing, and Wang Zhenguo, who has passed his ancient age, is ready to step down. Most of the work in Wanglou Brigade is managed by his eldest son Wang Dachun, as usual this ti too.
Passing leadership from father to son can easily be criticized, but that issue does not exist in Wanglou Brigade.
Firstly, Wang Dachun has been the team leader for many years, deeply understanding all aspects of Wanglou Brigade, and he is extrely capable. Furthermore, as Feng Qingxue’s close cousin, the mbers of the Wanglou Brigade naturally hope Wang Dachun becos the next party secretary. Any policies from above they can learn in advance, and any good things will definitely not miss Wanglou Brigade.
Except for a very few individuals, all other folks are extrely shrewd. Over these years since Feng Qingxue entered the door, everyone has benefited greatly from the Lu Family. Who doesn’t have a clear count in their hearts? Otherwise, they wouldn’t support the establishnt of the review classes.
Along the way, Wang Dachun and Feng Qingxue joked and laughed as they arrived in Huaibei City.
The tractor first stopped near the train station, and after Feng Qingxue got off, Wang Dachun and another mber went to the fertilizer factory.
Feng Qingxue bought a sleeper ticket, and after the above-ntioned transportation reforms, the train speed increased. She arrived in Shanghai at night and temporarily stayed at a guesthouse near the train station.
Her docunts were complete, and she had a prepared introductory letter, so everything went smoothly.
After a short rest, Feng Qingxue strolled around the vicinity of the cultural relics departnt the next morning, examining the route and observing the guard situation at the cultural relics departnt to plan her next action.
Years passed in a blink, and there was not much change in terms of architecture. She imdiately saw the particularly desolate cultural relics departnt.
With the Four Group’s downfall, she could see the excitent flashing on many citizens’ faces. So people were even marching on the streets to celebrate. As Feng Qingxue watched, she shook her head and sighed, fortunate that it was completely crushed, without fear of soone pursuing further. While eating pan-fried buns, Feng Qingxue also heard other diners discussing life after the conspiracy’s collapse, and joy perated their words.
Feng Qingxue ate a serving of pan-fried buns and inquired with the elderly person sitting at her table about the situation at the cultural relics departnt.
Of course, she did not directly inquir, to prevent others from catching any clues.
“Elderly sir, now that the country has crushed certain individuals’ conspiracy, I hear so people are gradually being rehabilitated. Is it possible for cultural researchers to return to Shanghai? I rember quite a few staff from the cultural relics departnt were sent down. Now the cultural relics departnt seems deserted, and so citizens don’t walk past the entrance. What’s going on? Isn’t this a state institution?”
The elder’s spirit lifted, “Whether they will be rehabilitated, I don’t know; that depends on the country’s decision. However, I do know the reason behind your last question, although it’s quite a long story.”
Feng Qingxue bought another bowl of chicken porridge and pushed it in front of him, eagerly saying, “Please tell , I am all ears.”
“Many years ago, sothing strange happened at the cultural relics departnt, which led everyone to be deeply secretive about it.” The elder took a sip of chicken porridge and then lowered his voice, “Do you believe in the existence of ghosts and spirits?”
Feng Qingxue was intrigued and smiled, “Does it have sothing to do with ghosts and spirits?” She did not answer the elder’s question.
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