Chapter 953 Capital Chronicle 3

Feng Qingxue pulled out her hand and patted the back of his skinny hand, "Let's go, let's go, let's go quickly, this is not a place to stay for long. Kids, go home obediently, don't take risks unless it's necessary."

Xing Yushan wanted to say something, but Feng Qingxue and Lu Jiang had already walked away.

"Thank you, thank you..." Xing Yushan had tears in his eyes and murmured for a long time before running away.

The brothers were born with a pair of extremely irresponsible parents. They could see that others were in trouble and needed help, and they often gave generously to others, but they couldn't see that their children lived in hunger since childhood.

This time, it was also because they lent their wages to a newlywed couple who needed to get married, just because the other party wanted to buy a pair of large wardrobes and was short of dozens of yuan, and at the instigation of people from their hometown, they stole the food coupons that had been in their brother's hands in recent years and were handed over to them by their brother. So when the eldest brother was an apprentice in the steel mill, Xing Yushan had to try his luck in the black market.

Luckily, on the third day of coming to the black market, he was lucky enough to meet a good person who was willing to help him.

With the comparison of parents, the kindness and generosity of strangers are more prominent.

Xing Yushan remembered Lu Xibao deeply, and vowed to repay him and his family when he grew up.

Feng Qingxue did not say her name, so Xing Yushan could only engrave the names of Lu Zhiyuan and Lu Tianmao in his mind.

Remembering Lu Zhiyuan and Lu Tianmao, you can find today's benefactor.

The meat buns that winter were the most delicious thing he had ever eaten in his life, and he would never forget them.

Lu Jiang didn't know the other party's situation, so he asked Feng Qingxue in a low voice, and Feng Qingxue couldn't say that she knew the future fate of Xing Minshan and his brothers and the reason for their current hunger, right? Vaguely said: "This matter, it's a long story."

"You can make it short." Lu Jiang was very straightforward.

Feng Qingxue smiled, "That year in the capital, my father took Xibao out to buy cakes or buns, I can't remember clearly, my father came back and said that on the way he met three brothers picking up roasted sweet potato peels and rotten cabbage leaves thrown away by others in the snow and eating them as meals, and Xibao gave them buns. Later, my father gave them 20 yuan and 10 kilograms of food coupons. The eldest of them is called Xing Minshan."

Lu Jiang was particularly proud, "Our Xibao has completely inherited the family style of our family!"

Feng Qingxue glanced at him sideways, "Look how proud you are, that's Xibao, not you."

"Like father, like son, what's the saying? A tiger father will have a dog son. Only with a father like me can there be such a Xibao!"

Although their conversation with Xing Yushan just now was not heard by anyone, Xing Yushan took the things and left the black market, his face full of gratitude, but it was seen by everyone, and in a moment, someone came up to them.

"Comrade, are you collecting things? Just food is fine." His voice was very low and his attitude was very careful.

Lu Jiang said in a deep voice: "What do you have?"

The other party laughed, "Don't worry, they are all good things."

He slipped in and stole things while others were ransacking the house. Unfortunately, he was born at the wrong time. Things that looked so good are now worth almost nothing. It all depends on whether you can meet someone who likes them.

Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue looked at each other and decided to take a look at the things before deciding whether to trade or not.

So they changed the location. It was indeed good things, and there were quite a few of them, including jewelry and calligraphy and paintings.

It was worthless now, but it would be worth billions in the future.

The other party only wanted food, and it had to be fine food before they were willing to trade.

"Deal!" They came for cultural relics, and they would not be reluctant to part with this little food.