There's no need to clean up this. Even the snakeskin bag is embarrassing.

Zhang Jianguo was extremely arrogant. Xiang Xinghua had just died, and this group of roommates robbed him of his things. They were not colleagues or roommates at all, they were clearly robbers.

He grabbed a young man from the same dormitory and said viciously, "Where are Xiang Xinghua's things? Hand them over to me."

The young man was frightened by his appearance and hurriedly explained: "It's not us. He owes so much money and his things were taken away by those people. The leader also knows about this."

When Zhang Jianguo heard this, no matter how angry he was, there was nothing he could do. The other party had their reasons and it would be useless for them to make a fuss. Besides, it had been so long and there was no way he could get the things back.

Finally, the three of them had no choice but to clean up the torn mat and put away the tattered clothes one by one. They also picked up two pairs of dirty and smelly corduroy shoes with holes in them under the bed and put them into the bag. According to Zhang Jianguo and Luo Xiufang, these were all Xiang Xinghua's relics, leaving them as a remembrance for Xiang Xiangqing and his wife.

As for better towels, washbasins, and porcelain cups, there were none.

Seeing that they even collected these, the young man couldn't help but sneer and muttered quietly: "Country bumpkins, picking up even rags, so ignorant."

The scavenger trio: ...

It's quite embarrassing, I feel ashamed and speechless.

There was a layer of straw under the straw mat. When Ji Qinglan was tidying it up, he saw a white spot under the straw and couldn't help but take it out to look at it.

It's a folded piece of paper.

The handwriting on it was messy and crooked. Ji Qinglan took a long time to recognize the two words "Xiang Guo".

Since it was about Xiang Guo, she became interested and began to read it carefully. Seeing that she was reading it intently, Luo Xiufang also came over curiously.

After a while, Luo Xiufang became more and more frightened. She snatched the paper and said, "Who wrote this? It actually said that Liang Qian fell into the water because of a conspiracy between him and Xiang Guo."

It is to give Xiang Guo a reputation of being a brave and righteous person.

"This... no way?" Ji Qinglan murmured.

She didn't remember anything about her past life, but Liang Qian seemed to be able to swim. When he got out of the water that day, he seemed to explain to her that his legs suddenly cramped...

As for the people from the Red River Brigade, they just thought he couldn't swim.

The more Luo Xiufang watched, the angrier she became: "How could Xiang Guo do such a thing, deceive everyone, and still get a reward from the commune and go to college."

Ji Qinglan finally understood why Captain Xiang gave food to Xiang Xiangqing, arranged a job for Xiang Xinghua, and arranged jobs for Xiangqing's family, and why Xiang Guo repeatedly protected Xiang Xinghua.

If Xiang Xiangqing had this evidence, everything would make sense; he could even tell his son this secret after he went to jail...

However, Xiang Xiangqing might never have thought that Xiang Xinghua would risk his life for this.

Thinking of this, Ji Qinglan felt a deep chill. Xiang Guo was too cruel. He even killed his own nephews.

No, he was cruel by nature, and he was like that in his previous life.

Luo Xiufang called Zhang Jianguo and handed him the paper. Zhang Jianguo was shocked and confused after reading the contents. He was angry and frightened, and his teeth were chattering.

The young man in the dormitory was looking around, very curious, but the people had their backs to him and were talking in low voices, so he could neither hear nor see them.

I couldn't help but sneer at him, thinking that this country bumpkin treated junk as a treasure.

Finally, Zhang Jianguo carefully folded the paper and put it into the inner pocket of his clothes.

"Don't make this public for now. Let's go back and leave it to the captain and my father."

The three men looked a little dejected when they left, and the rags in their snakeskin pockets made these city people laugh at them.

Who are these people? They found their transport team while picking up junk.

Zhang Jianguo said nothing, just walked along with his head down, not bothering to get involved with this group of robbers and bandits.

Now that Xiang Xinghua is gone, all the grudges have disappeared, but the cause of Xiang Xinghua's death has become debatable because of that piece of paper. They plan to go back and report truthfully.

Ji Qinglan looked at the time. It was already past five o'clock. If she rushed over, Li Miaofang should have been home by now. So she and Zhang Jianguo made an appointment to meet at the supply and marketing cooperative, and then she went to deliver vegetables to the Luo family.

Sister and brother Luo Hongyu go to the Honghe Brigade every weekend. The news that she and Director Luo's family are related by marriage is known to everyone in the Honghe Brigade.

Luo Xiufang glanced at Ji Qinglan who was walking away with envy in her eyes. Ji Qinglan was so lucky to be able to be related to the family of the director of the Public Security Bureau.

Ugh!

Ji Qinglan rode her bike very fast all the way and soon arrived at Director Luo's house. Li Miaofang had just returned and was very happy to see her.

"Come in and sit down. You are sweating all over. Hongxing, please pour some water for your godmother."

"I went into the city to do some work today, and I'll bring you some vegetables on the way." Ji Qinglan put the basket of vegetables in the living room, took the tea offered by his godson, and touched his head.

"Godmother, are you here to pick me up?" Luo Hongxing blinked.

Li Miaofang was angry and said unhappily, "Why do you want to answer it? Today is only Thursday. Don't you want to study?"

Luo Hongxing glanced at his mother fearfully, hid behind his godmother, and whispered, "Actually, I can ask for leave tomorrow."

"Hey, are you itching for trouble?" Li Miaofang was really angry. Her unfilial son even skipped school in order to visit his mother's family.

Ji Qinglan was busy trying to comfort Luo Hongxing: "Godmother is here to do some work in the city today. I can't pick you up to play until Friday. Xingxing, you must study hard!"

"Yeah, I know. I'll study hard and make progress every day." Luo Hongxing instantly turned into a good boy.

Ji Qinglan smiled and told him to go play while she started talking to Li Miaofang.

"Why are you delivering food again? It must be tiring to carry them. Besides, we haven't finished the food you delivered last time." Li Miaofang said embarrassedly.

"They are all from the vegetable garden in front of the house. Xin Cheng and I can't finish them all, so we brought some over for you on the way."

This year, Chen Chunjiang and his sister helped to take care of the vegetable garden. The cucumbers, loofahs, and eggplants grew well. They grew wildly one after another. In addition to storing some in the space, they could not eat all of them. Ji Qinglan would bring some tips every week when she sent Luo Hongyu and her brother to school.

"After what happened, you must be exhausted these days. I see you look very tired!" Ji Qinglan asked with concern.

Speaking of this, Li Miaofang started complaining. She originally came here for two days of vacation, but instead of a vacation, she had to work overtime for three consecutive days and could only go home at midnight every day.

"Oh! Don't mention it. Although our goods were not lost this time, we were affected. These two days, the leaders went out to attend large meetings every day, and when they came back, they held small meetings to promote safety education..."

After all the busy work, Li Miaofang and other staff members were miserable.

Their factory transported two trucks of towels to the provincial capital, following behind the steel plant's truck. Because they were some distance away, they avoided the disaster and were not harmed.

Of course, Li Miaofang also secretly thought that maybe people didn't like the towels produced by their factory. Compared with the valuable steel materials, the towels produced by their factory at one yuan and twenty yuan each were really not worth mentioning.

"No matter how busy you are, you have to take care of your health and don't overwork yourself." Ji Qinglan said with concern. The fatigue visible on Li Miaofang's face showed how tired she was in the past few days.

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