Chapter 1858 Wang Jiao Repays Her Debt 4

Wang Jiao slapped her thigh, "Lao Zhang is not a cadre. If he hires two nannies to do housework, he will become a capitalist, right? Capitalists will be overthrown, and they will suffer. I will talk about Lao Zhang later. Lu Jiang has become a big cadre. He has been slaughtering pigs and selling meat for more than ten years. He has no merits but has worked hard. Why hasn't he been promoted to a position?"

Feng Qingxue couldn't help laughing, "Hearing what my cousin said, I should urge my cousin's husband."

As she was talking, someone outside called out, "Is Comrade Feng Qingxue home? There is your parcel list!"

Feng Qingxue quickly washed her hands and walked out. She looked at a postman she didn't know and took the several lists he handed over. "I remember that some packages were delivered directly to the door before."

The postman touched his head and smiled innocently: "There are packages delivered to the door, but they are very rare, but most of them are delivered with a package list, and you can go to the post office to pick it up with a letter of introduction. Comrade, you have too many packages, several, big and heavy, and my bicycle can't carry so many things, you have to pick it up yourself."

The tractor was pulverizing powder, and the powder lumps that had settled two days ago had been fished out and exposed to the sun. Feng Qingxue couldn't borrow it, even if she paid for the gas herself, so she borrowed a mule cart from the brigade and got up early the next day to rush to the county town.

Lu Tianzhi and Guan Yu needed to go to work, while Fubao Ye Yan and the triplets went to school, so it was Xibao who accompanied her into the city.

With the letter of introduction as proof and the package list, the mother and daughter quickly got the college entrance examination materials sent from Shanghai, but when Feng Qingxue looked through the package list, she found that there was another package sent from Kunlun, so she took it as well.

With the help of the staff, Feng Qingxue was sweating after moving the books to the car.

"Mom, who sent this? It's so heavy." Xi Bao shook the small package, which came from the northwest.

Feng Qingxue asked her son to sit tight, whipped the mule, and left the post office. "I don't know him either."

The name of the person who sent the package was unfamiliar, He Baosheng, but he was from the Kunlun Military Region, and it was indeed sent to her. Feng Qingxue felt that he might have a connection with her, but she didn't know what the connection was.

Xi Bao, who had a deep understanding of her parents' wide social circle, said, "Let me see what was sent."

"You can open it." Anyway, there are no prohibited items now.

As soon as the package was opened, Xi Bao was stunned, "It's a stone, Mom, it's wrapped quite firmly."

Feng Qingxue turned her head and saw that it was a package of Hetian jade seed materials, some big and some small, the largest piece was more than two fists, and the smallest was only as big as a thumb, some with skin, some without skin, and the ones with skin also had autumn pear skin, sprinkled gold skin, red date skin, etc. At a glance, the jade without skin was very delicate, with excellent whiteness and good oiliness.

"They are all top-quality Hetian jade seed materials, Mom, you really don't know the person who sent these things? If he is not someone who knows you and has a very good relationship with you, how can he know that you like these things?"

Feng Qingxue shook her head and said, "I really don't know him. Let's go back to the post office and call your dad and let him ask about it."

The phone bill at this time was particularly expensive, and it had to be transferred, which was very troublesome.

Wanglou Brigade has the money to install telephones, but everyone thinks it is too expensive. The installation fee is expensive, the telephone fee is expensive, and it is better to use that money to add other things to the brigade. As a result, Wanglou Brigade now has electricity, tractors, and several kinds of machinery, but no telephones. Anyway, telegraphs are cheaper and more convenient than telephones.

When the staff standing next to Feng Qingxue found that the number she dialed was a military internal line, they looked at her with a little more awe in their eyes, and walked away to give her private space to talk.