Without anything else to do, Chen Xiaobao joined in the fun. Other than bickering with Jiang Xiaoyue, he was teasing Xibao. Having three children around made the journey lively, attracting lots of attention.
"Chen Xiaobao is the commander Chen’s grandson," Jiang Xiaoyue finally remembered to introduce Feng Qingxue.
Feng Qingxue was taken aback. No wonder he was so close to Jiang Xiaoyue, they both came from wealthy families.
Neither of them was short of money. They each had tickets in their hands and bought many things at the department store, with bags large and small all piled onto Chen Xiaobao. After shopping, the four of them went to Quanjude, but there were no seats available and many people were queuing. Xibao could not bear his hunger any longer, so they gave up on the roast duck and went to Donglaishun instead.
The hot pot mutton cooked on charcoal was two dollars a plate, while the barbecued lamb skewers were twenty cents a skewer.
The four of them spent a total of ten dollars on food.
Although Jiang Xiaoyue said she was treating them, Feng Qingxue paid the bill first.
"Qingxue, I already said that it was my treat, why did you pay so quickly?" Jiang Xiaoyue complained, "Next time we eat out on our day off, you’re not allowed to pay!"
"Ok!" Feng Qingxue agreed promptly.
Xibao also nodded, "Ok!"
The next time Jiang Xiaoyue had a break, she didn’t have the chance to treat anyone as the Arts and Performance Troupe had a show and she was busy. When she finally had some free time, Wang Xinsheng’s work was finished, and the bodyguard was escorted by Xibao and Feng Qingxue to their home.
Wang Xinsheng’s children were either working or studying and not at home, leaving only the elderly couple and the secretary bodyguards.
Just as Wang Xinsheng was about to take Xibao out to play, Feng Qingxue took out the bundle she had brought, "Uncle Wang, didn’t Xibao say last time that old leader’s clothes were torn? The other day, I cut a few yards of cloth and made a set of clothes and two pairs of shoes for the old leader. Could you please deliver it to him when you take Xibao out?"
Wang Xinsheng was stunned, "Did you take it seriously?"
"Was I supposed to fake it? If Xibao says something, as his mother, I naturally have to do it for him. A promise must be kept. Even though Xibao is a child, he must also learn to keep his word," Feng Qingxue answered seriously.
"How did you know the old leader’s size?"
Feng Qingxue chuckled, "I secretly asked Secretary Tang when I put Xibao to bed."
"Alright, you mother and daughter enjoy your chat at home, we’ll not disturb you!" Wang Xinsheng picked up the heavy bundle and left with Xibao. Xibao did not forget to wave at his mother and the grandmother he had just met.
Seeing Xibao, the old leader looked particularly pleased. "Old Wang, your timing is perfect. Could you check if the address on the envelope is correct?"
Wang Xinsheng took a look and was taken aback.
The recipient was Lu Zhiyuan, and the delivery address was the Wanglou Brigade. Naturally, the sender and the return address were the old leader and the department in charge of mail delivery.
"Old leader, the address is correct, and the recipient’s name is also correct. What’s this about?"
"Although Comrade Lu Zhiyuan cares for the country and does not want to collect debts through promissory notes, it doesn’t feel right for me. I sent him some money from this month’s salary, and at the same time, I wired the local government to pay more attention to Comrade Lu Zhiyuan. We must make sure that Comrade Lu Zhiyuan has a comfortable life in his old age," the old leader said somewhat sheepishly. "When Qingxue and Xibao visited last time, it was the beginning of the month when the salary was just issued, but more than half of my wages were gone before they arrived. I couldn’t afford it then, so I waited until this month’s salary was issued before writing this letter."
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