Back to 1976: Improper supporting actress

Without Zhang Guoli and Luo Wenwen in Zhangjiatun, nothing seems to have changed.

Because Zhang Guoli's post was revoked, he was replaced by an honest deputy captain. No one in Zhangjiatun had any objection to the commune's decision.

On the other side, in the provincial capital.

Lu Wenzhong received a letter, and he glanced at the signature Lu Xianghong with some surprise, and then suddenly remembered the little daughter who was sent to the countryside by them.

Originally, Lu Xianghong didn't talk much at home, but Lu Wenzhong seemed to adapt quickly to the loss of one person in the family.

Except for the first day or two, he still felt a little guilty.

But looking back, don't all the children of the family want to send one to the countryside?
Thinking about it this way, Lu Wenzhong quickly accepted the matter with peace of mind.

Lu Wenzhong casually put the letter on the desk, without any desire to open it, left and right are just those trivial matters of going to the countryside, and when he goes back, let his mother-in-law take care of it.

At this time, Fang Zhimin also took a letter and walked in with a smile, "Oh, my youngest son wrote me a letter. He is still thinking about his family all day long in the countryside, so it's hard for him."

When the people in the office heard this, they gathered around and praised him.

As a neighbor and colleague, Lu Wenzhong naturally praised the other party's children for their filial piety, but he didn't mention that he had also received the letter.

Fang Zhimin was reading the letter with relish, and suddenly said in surprise, "Old Lu, your little girl has written to you too, my son said that your girl doesn't have a kettle, and asked if you have any industrial tickets, send her some." Industrial tickets pass."

Lu Wenzhong froze, subconsciously glanced at the letter on the table, and then said, "Got it, I'm about to read it. The family has already saved the industrial ticket for her, and I'm planning to send it to her."

Fang Zhimin smiled, "It has to be sent. It's so hard in the countryside. My youngest son said that the food distributed alone is not enough to eat. Our family conditions are not bad, so there is no need to let the children go hungry."

Lu Wenzhong twitched the corners of his mouth, and echoed with a smile, "Yes, yes, that's necessary. Even if she didn't write a letter, the family will send her something in the next two days."

"That's just right, let's send it together at that time, so that the two children will be happy to receive it together."

Lu Wenzhong paused and looked at the eyes of the people around him, but he, who has always had a good face, immediately agreed.

He had to open the letter in front of everyone's eyes.

Lu Xianghong expressed his longing for his family in the letter:

"Dad, this country is so miserable. I have been sick several times recently, and every time I am afraid that I will never have the chance to see you again."

"It doesn't matter what happens to me, I'm just too worried about Dad"

When Lu Wenzhong saw these two sentences, he didn't even feel much touched in his heart. He has a job in the provincial capital, eats and sleeps well, so he doesn't need a child to worry about.

However, Lu Xianghong's admiration for him in the letter made him interested in reading:
"In my eyes, Dad is always the person I admire the most!"

"The eldest brother has a sister-in-law, and the younger couple will definitely take care of their own little family in the future. Mom only has the second sister in her heart, and the second sister has always only listened to her mother. Only dad has no one who loves him."

Seeing this, Lu Wenzhong felt blocked.

Think about it carefully, isn't it the same as what the letter said?

The eldest son Lu Zhongguo stopped listening to his wife after he married his wife. He listened to his wife in everything, and occasionally dared to talk back to him.

The second daughter is a bit petty, and she is used to talking to her mother about anything on weekdays.

And my mother-in-law loves her second daughter the most on weekdays, and even he doesn't take it very seriously.

Thinking about it this way, he really seemed to be a loner.

"If I were still at home, I would only listen to my father, after all, my father is the head of the family." Lu Xianghong wrote in the letter.

Lu Wenzhong felt a little uncomfortable. Although the younger daughter was more reserved, she was indeed the most obedient child in the family. No matter what he said on weekdays, the younger daughter would follow suit.

Only now did he have a sense of responsibility as a father in his heart, and he was not as resistant to Fang Zhimin's suggestion just now as he was at the beginning.

Since he decided to send something to his youngest daughter, it must be no worse than Fang Zhimin's.The two families' finances are similar, and Lu Wenzhong doesn't want to make people laugh.

What's more, Lu Xianghong also mentioned Fang Zhimin's son Fang Zhenghao in the letter, and the two had a good relationship in the countryside.

If Fang Zhenghao sees that his little daughter is not doing well, will he tell his family members in a letter that this rumor has been widely spread, then he will lose face!

When Lu Wenzhong returned home, he mentioned at the dinner table his decision to send something to his youngest daughter.

But he didn't expect that the one who reacted the most was his own wife, Tian Lanfang.

"What? I don't agree. She has a lot of food in the country, so there is no need to send her things." Tian Lanfang immediately exploded when he heard that he wanted to send 100 yuan. How many months' salary does this 100 yuan cost.

Lu Xiaoli also looked unhappy, "Dad, my sister has to go to work in the fields every day, and she doesn't need to wear fancy clothes. Even if you give her money, she has no place to spend it."

"I still want 30 yuan to buy a pair of leather shoes from the department store. All the lesbians in our unit have bought them, so I can't be the only one who doesn't have them."

Of course, Lu Xiaoli didn't want her family to send money to her younger sister. If she did, it would mean that the new leather shoes she wanted to buy were gone.

The eldest son, Lu Zhongguo, and his wife, Mo Qiaozhen, ate with their heads down and did not speak. They neither agreed nor disagreed. Anyway, if they don't need to pay for it, they can send it anyway.

Lu Wenzhong remembered what his youngest daughter said in the letter that no one in the family had the same heart as him, and his face darkened immediately.

He slapped the table suddenly, "It's against you, I will send it if I say so, and if anyone disagrees, get out of this house."

After finishing speaking, he dropped the bowls and chopsticks, went back to the room without even eating, and the door was closed with a bang.

Tian Lanfang's eyes turned red, and she felt extremely aggrieved. She knew that this little daughter was overpowering her, and nothing good would happen to her every time.

Lu Xiaoli also pouted aggrievedly, this was the first time her father had attacked her, "Mom, look at what anger Dad is getting mad at."

The mother and daughter complained together, and there was no lack of dissatisfaction with Lu Xianghong in their words.

As for Lu Zhongguo and Mo Qiaozhen, they finished their meal without saying a word.

After returning to the room, Mo Qiaozhen closed the door, pulled Lu Zhongguo and whispered, "Let me explain to you first, no matter what our father says, you can't take out the money."

"We still have to hand in the office to our family every month. We are going to have a baby soon, and the child's expenses will be a lot at that time. Even if you don't think about yourself, you have to think about our future children. "

Lu Zhongguo always listened to his wife, and immediately nodded in agreement.

Two days later, Lu Wenzhong directly withdrew 100 yuan from his family's business deposit, and also took a large stack of various tickets.

Tian Lanfang was also asked to prepare winter quilts, clothes and other daily necessities, and also added some desserts from the provincial capital and so on.

Although Tian Lanfang was not happy, she was even more afraid that Lu Wenzhong would be angry, so she could only hold her breath and prepare.

When he was ready, Lu Zhongguo looked at the weight and indeed did not lose his talent, and Fang Zhimin, who had been waiting, went to the post office to mail it.