Siheyuan: This is really immoral

Ye Qiangguo was a little overjoyed to hear this. He was in charge of the Materials Bureau and was under tremendous pressure every day.

On the one hand, he has to always pay attention to the disaster situation, and on the other hand, he has to plan the destination of every piece of food very carefully. Only when he is in his position can he know how much food is lacking in the country now.

Every day we squeezed out as much as possible to ship things to the west and prepare supplies for war.

Difficult!

Although these responsibilities do not fall on his shoulders alone, he does his job well.

Working diligently for so many years is harder than engaging in intrigues with the enemy on the battlefield.

Especially in the meeting some time ago, the Kingdom of India is becoming more and more dishonest, and is getting more and more demanding. The higher-ups have held more than one meeting on this issue. From the initial decision of not taking any action to now, it is becoming more and more excessive, and more and more people are wanting to fight.

The main reason for not making a final decision now is that my family is not well-off.

Poor!

This is the third year of natural disasters. If there are the same disasters next year... then the decision will only be made later.

But if next year is a bumper year, it basically means to strike the first blow to prevent a hundred blows from coming.

Therefore, if the overseas Chinese can increase the amount of donated materials, it will definitely be a significant help, he immediately said to Lin Zhuang.

"Uncle Ye is telling you something from the heart."

"You know a little about the current situation, so you will never have too much food."

"The current situation is special. It's not just because of the disaster, but also because of the undercurrents in the international situation. Some snakes, insects, rats and ants are becoming more and more rampant."

Undercurrent? Snakes, insects, rats and ants?

It is 1961 now, so next year will be the year of the war against India...

It turns out there is another reason. If he hadn't come from later generations, how would he have known it?

Then, Ye Qiangguo changed the subject slightly and continued.

"However, the overseas Chinese have already provided a lot of help. I'm afraid they have already helped as much as they can, and there is not much room for further efforts."

"Besides, although those things are timely help, they are just a drop in the bucket for the entire country."

"I don't really want you to write this letter. After all, you haven't actually met them, and you don't know how much affection they have for your grandson who has been away for many years."

"After all, the more powerful you are, the more complicated things become. I don't want to damage those people's feelings for you because of this."

"Some people are selfless, while others are selfish. I don't want to go to extremes on either path. It's better to be more flexible. The same is true for this matter. I hope you can think more about yourself."

After Ye Qiangguo finished speaking, he took a sip of water, but his eyes never left Lin Zhuang, hoping that Lin Zhuang would listen to his words.

Lin Zhuang nodded and looked thoughtful, but he was thinking in his heart.

There is nothing wrong with what you said, but... I have a system!

I already have a system, why should I worry about these?

Isn't food arranged by the system? Writing a letter yourself is just a cover.

But to be on the safe side, Lin Zhuang still asked:

"Brother Tongzi, is there any problem with me writing this letter?"

The system quickly responded, "Ding! No problem, don't worry."

Lin Zhuang felt calm instantly.

"Uncle, I understand everything you said."

"But, I am a native Chinese!"

“I felt that the contributions I made must be meaningful, so I decided that I must give it a try.”

Ye Qiangguo was somewhat moved when he heard Lin Zhuang's words. I have fought for so many years and killed so many small islanders, isn't it just for these?

Our ancestors’ land cannot be lost! Our dignity cannot be trampled underfoot!

"Good! Good!"

Lin Zhuang's words excited him even more, and he couldn't help but sigh loudly, his words full of admiration.

Lin Zhuang was about to write a letter immediately, but suddenly he thought of all the corruption cases in history and asked, "Uncle, I have something else I want to confirm."

Ye Qiangguo's eyes narrowed. Although he didn't know what he was going to say, his intuition told him that it was probably related to this matter. "You go ahead."

"Uncle, I don't mean anything else. I don't really understand the twists and turns in this area, but I've read a lot of history books and there are many cases of corruption, so I..."

Lin Zhuang did not continue his words here, but anyone who is not stupid would be able to understand.

Ye Qiangguo's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and the murderous intent that was condensed on the battlefield flashed by.

"I'm sure no one dares to touch this batch of things, but if someone does, I don't mind letting him know. I'm just old, not unable to hold a gun."

In fact, Lin Zhuang is not just guessing, but is very worried about such people. After all, even in a society with a supervision system and high technology, it is difficult to eliminate them.

Although he did not have the ability to produce a huge amount of food, if he could help with the two bomb experiments, or even just eat better, the meaning would be different.

Therefore, even though he was worried that this sentence would make Ye Qiangguo a little unhappy, he had to say it out loud to give him a preventive measure.

Ye Qiangguo suddenly hummed a military song and closed his eyes to think.

Lin Zhuang was tactful enough not to interrupt him at this time and waited quietly for Ye Qiangguo to finish humming.

In a blink of an eye, when Ye Qiangguo had almost finished humming, he suddenly opened his eyes.

Lin Zhuang saw clearly that even at this age, his eyes were not cloudy at all and were very wise.

Ye Qiangguo seemed to have thought of something...

Sure enough, he was heard to say slowly: "Actually... with my ability, I can't completely guarantee that no one, big or small, will reach out to those things, but if they are shipped to those places, I can guarantee that there will be absolutely no problem."

"And, if you're still worried, I'll apply for the transport team to be joined by my most trusted men."

Lin Zhuang thought about it and realized that, yes, there were other possibilities, but if it was being transported to a top-secret unit, no one would dare to touch it.

Just like the 800-mile express train in the past, one person, one horse, and one flag, who would dare to snatch it?

If anyone had this evil idea, the eggs would be scattered everywhere along the route, between the disappeared post stations.

"Okay, then I'm relieved. Uncle, get me a pen and paper later. I'll write now."

"Please help me find a way to send it out. I don't know how to contact them by myself."

Ye Qiangguo nodded, but still said, "Don't rush for a day or two. I have to go to a meeting tomorrow. You can just bring the written letter over before the day after tomorrow. This matter still needs to go through the procedures."