Chapter 1029: Returning to My Mother’s Home 8
Wang Zhengguo and Uncle Lu took care of Shanzi’s funeral. It was they who delivered Shanzi’s body to the crematorium, then brought back his ashes to place in the coffin. They buried him in the location he had instructed before he died, without erecting a gravestone or a tombstone.
Therefore, Wang Zhengguo was completely certain of Shanzi’s peaceful passing.
Although they could no longer see Shanzi, Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue needed to make a trip to the Caohu production brigade.
After a satisfying meal, Aunt Xu and the other female comrades helped clean up the dishes and the table before they, along with the other relocated seniors, left one after another.
Wang Zhengguo was the last to leave. Qingxue stopped him and said with a giggle, "Uncle, you said that after we left, the brigade’s harvest has always been poor. That’s not entirely accurate."
"Would I lie to you?" Wang Zhengguo glared.
"I’m not saying you’re lying; it’s just that I think you’re exaggerating a bit." Feng Qingxue handed Lu Jiang the Capital specialties she had prepared for Wang Zhengguo’s family and asked him to escort Wang Zhengguo home. Wang Zhengguo had been drinking and lived farther away, needing to cross rivers and bridges. "I clearly remember that the first one or two years after Xibao and I left, the harvests were abundant. The year my father corresponded with the old leader and sent the types and quantities of grain, I remember them well. In front of the old leader, dad also spoke of a great harvest."
Additionally, she heard from her father that Lu Tianjun had joined the students and teachers at school to help with the hurried harvesting. With so many people involved, how could the yield be poor?
Although Qingxue was well aware that her son had been very lucky since childhood, with many people willing to show him kindness, and he easily won everyone’s affection, she, as his mother, was not so narcissistic as to believe that her son had extraordinary luck.