Chapter 1657: Young Wang Zhao 3
Seeing them, Feng Qingxue remembered the first time she met the brothers Feng Qingyun and Lu Tianjun, and the brothers Guan Cheng.
Familiar scenes, familiar faces.
Looking at such children reminded her of the well-fed and well-clothed happiness of her own family, and Feng Qingxue’s heart was filled with infinite sadness.
Suddenly, she felt somewhat ashamed.
Thus, it is evident that although the difficult years ended more than a decade ago, and some fertile lands have yielded abundant harvests annually without widespread famine occurring, many still do not have enough to eat, especially children without parents.
Planned economy and collective production ultimately contain significant hidden troubles.
Because of collective labor, some people are earnest and straightforward, while others shirk their duties, coupled with natural disasters and man-made calamities, there are strict regulations on planting and breeding, resulting in the current situation.
Some children in the room have already gotten up, while others still lie on the kang. Now, they all simultaneously look at Lu Jiang and his group, at the tall and sturdy military leaders, at the brightly dressed female comrades, and at the handsome, beautiful, and adorable children, they couldn’t help but tug at their collars, trying to make themselves look a bit better. The effort was in vain, leaving their faces blushing.
"Hello, children, it’s been over a year since we’ve come to Wucheng, and it’s the first time we’re visiting you. I hope you won’t mind," Feng Qingxue greeted them warmly and calmly, picking up a little baby girl sitting on the kang and sweetly smiling at her. The smile on the roughly one-year-old baby girl’s face became even brighter, tenderly calling out "mama."
From the red mole on her left temple, Feng Qingxue recognized her as Dang Nian’en.