Chapter 922 Confirming Identity 2

Feng Qingxue didn't understand why the Lu family didn't find Han Ye in the previous life. If Chen Xuenniang had saved Han Ye, Cheng Baoguo and his wife should have noticed something. After all, Cheng Baoguo had a lot of connections with the higher-ups, so he wouldn't be unaware of the Lu family's lost child, and Wang Cuilan and Chen Xuenniang had a pretty good relationship.

Now it's not the previous life, everything is unknown.

However, Feng Qingxue was very happy for the Lu family and Han Ye, but she felt a little sorry for Chen Xuenniang who adopted Han Ye.

Chen Xuenniang was very smart and guessed Feng Qingxue's thoughts in an instant. She couldn't help but smile, "What's there to be embarrassed about? To be honest, I live alone and I'm not used to taking care of children. It was because I picked him up and he called me mom that I felt a little bit of pity and then adopted him. Now, he can return to his parents, and he is from such a good family. I'm happy for him."

The son of a prostitute who turned over a new leaf and the grandson of a founding father, the future is simply worlds apart.

So, Chen Xuenniang was sincerely happy for Chen Chi.

Back at Cheng's house, Wang Cuilan couldn't help but sigh with emotion, "I didn't expect such a thing to happen in the Lu family. It's been rainy and stormy recently, and we haven't heard any news. Who is so bold as to steal Lu Shuai's grandson? What hatred or resentment?"

No one knows, no one present knows.

So Feng Qingxue and Lu Jiang didn't stay for long and quickly said goodbye and left.

Originally, the couple wanted to find Zhao Anbang, but Cheng Baoguo told them that Zhao Anbang was on a business trip.

Lu Jiang kept his promise and took Feng Qingxue straight to the scrap collection station. Under the guise of waste utilization, he successfully entered, because the old leader said that "corruption and waste are great crimes."

The staff of the scrap station couldn't help but mutter, "Why do people always come here to buy second-hand goods!"

Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue looked at each other. There are smart people everywhere in the world. It seems that someone has already taken the lead.

"Does anyone come here often? What second-hand goods do they buy?" Feng Qingxue asked with a smile.

"They said they would buy some old furniture and take it home to renovate it, or buy some old newspapers and books to paste on the walls. Because they didn't have tickets, they couldn't buy good furniture at all, so they had to make it themselves. Isn't that why you came here?"

Lu Jiang hurriedly said, "Yes, we just want to make a few beds for the children at home who are of marriageable age and make two pieces of furniture."

The things inside are more than ten times more than those in the county's scrap yard, and the probability of valuable cultural relics and antiques appearing is extremely high.

Under Lu Jiang's cover, Feng Qingxue did it neatly and neatly. There were too many scraps, and no one would notice if the small pieces disappeared.

Because it was stealing, Feng Qingxue felt bad, so she copied the gourd and took two small yellow croakers the size of a fingertip, weighing more than 70 grams in total, and asked Lu Jiang to give them to the staff of the scrap yard, saying that they were found in the drawer of the cabinet.