Rebirth in 1958: Getting rich starts from Nanluoguxiang

"Grandpa, your guard's name is Lu Cunzhong? Is it the Cun that means a bosom friend in the country? Or the Zhong that means loyal and devoted?"

Mr. Lu thought for a moment and nodded: "These two words."

Qin Dabao couldn't help but took a step back and kicked the chair over. Everyone looked at him in surprise, not knowing what was wrong with him.

Qin Dabao put Niuniu in Qin Qingyou's arms. He rushed to the edge of the kang and stretched out his hands towards Wenwen. Wenwen didn't understand what was going on and stood up and threw herself into her brother's arms.

Qin Dabao put his face close to Wenwen's little face and murmured, "How could it be such a coincidence? How could it be such a coincidence? What on earth is going on?"

Wenwen hugged her brother's neck tightly, not knowing what was wrong with him.

Lu Xiu'e had never seen her son so distraught, and she quickly called out, "Dabao!"

Qin Dabao took a deep breath, looked at Wenwen, and said softly: "No wonder I always feel uncomfortable when I see you, little thing, and there is always an inexplicable heartache. It turns out..."

Wenwen looked at her brother blankly, not understanding what he meant.

Qin Dabao turned to Lu Jianbang and said, "Uncle, Wenwen's father is Lu Baiwen. He was murdered by someone hired by his adoptive mother and brother. I uncovered this conspiracy.

I once saw the statement made by Lu Baiwen’s adoptive mother when I was taking a statement at the police station. It said that Lu Baiwen’s adoptive father was called…”

He said word by word: "Lu! Cun! Zhong!"

"What?" The old man and Lu Jianbang stood up suddenly, their faces full of disbelief.

The old lady cried out on the kang: "Oh my God!" She leaned back and fainted. Lu Xiu'e held her up.

The old man trembled all over, leaning his hands on the table: "Is it such a coincidence? I've been looking for it for nineteen years, and in one day..."

He slammed the table and said, "Check! Jianbang! Check immediately."

Lu Jianbang gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, Dad, I'll go check it out right away."

Qin Dabao patted Lu Jianbang's hand and said, "Uncle, this is easy to check. Lu Baiwen's adoptive mother hasn't been sentenced yet. She should be in the detention center. We'll know the details once we get there."

"Yes, yes, yes." Lu Jianbang had never been so confused before. After hearing what Qin Dabao said, he immediately calmed down.

"Dabao, put on your clothes and follow me to the detention center."

"yes!"

The old man straightened his chair, sat down, poured a glass of wine, and sipped slowly: "Jianbang, you must investigate this matter thoroughly. Your mother and I will wait here and give me a definite answer when you come back."

The wait lasted the entire night. The old man sat on a chair drinking, and Qin Qingyou sat beside him.

That night, except for a few children who went to bed, none of the adults slept. They were all waiting quietly.

Wenwen was a little scared again, and Lu Xiu'e held her in her arms with heartache, holding her all night.

The old lady woke up, without saying a word, but silently shed tears, and touched Wenwen's little face from time to time.

This night felt like a year.

Towards morning, the old lady could not help but doze off in the arms of her young daughter-in-law.

Qin Qingyou couldn't hold on any longer and fell asleep on the chair.

Only the old man sat upright in the chair, drinking wine in small sips, and drank a bottle and a half of Moutai.

The door rang and the curtain was lifted, and Lu Jianbang and Dabao came in wrapped in a gust of cold air.

Lu Jianbang's eyes were red, and he was holding a small bundle in his hand. Qin Dabao was in high spirits.

The old lady suddenly woke up and asked in a trembling voice: "Jianbang..."

Mr. Lu didn't say anything, but the veins on his fist on the table were bulging, showing his inner tension.

Lu Jianbang hadn't slept all night and was a little exhausted. He leaned on the back of the chair and said as calmly as possible: "Dad, Mom, I've already asked clearly,

When Lu Cunzhong ran back from the battlefield, he did bring a little boy with him, and then got married in his hometown. His wife said that Lu Cunzhong treated the little boy very well. However, later on, Lu Cunzhong was captured by the Japanese.

He was not released until a week later, with wounds all over his body. After he was released, he hurriedly moved his family to the suburbs of Beijing.

At that time, his wife thought that he was trying to avoid being tracked by the devils and did not ask any further questions.

I also called the Shandong Military Region and confirmed that the underground party organization was suddenly destroyed and suffered heavy losses. My idea was that the Japanese captured Lu Cunzhong, and Lu Cunzhong could not bear the torture and betrayed the local underground party in exchange for his life.

Then I moved from my hometown to the capital, a thousand kilometers away.

This explains why Lu Cunzhong never looked for us or the troops.

He doesn't dare! He's afraid that his identity as a traitor will be exposed."

Lu Jianbang took two deep breaths, he was still a little excited.

Qin Dabao continued, "Lu Cunzhong died of illness in 1955. His wife told him that Lu Cunzhong had treasured two small pieces of clothing for his children.

Following her advice, my uncle and I went to the countryside and found these two pieces of clothing. Grandma, Grandpa, can you identify them and see if you can remember if they were what my uncle wore back then?

Lu Jianbang placed the small bundle on the kang and opened it. Inside was a black cotton jacket and a pair of trousers, which were obviously for a child.

It's just that the clothes are a little worn out due to age and there are a few holes in them.

The old lady crawled over, carefully turned up the hem of the clothes, and gently pulled it open. Two small words sewn with red silk thread came into view: Weiguo.

The old lady held the little clothes and cried bitterly. She didn't dare to cry loudly for fear of scaring the sleeping child.

"They are my sons, Xiao Si. Your father's superiors gave them the names Lu Jianbang, Lu Liye, and Lu Weiguo..."

This day and night was like a dream. The relatives she had been looking for for more than 20 years were finally found at once. Although she was mentally prepared, what was hard to accept was that Lu Baiwen, also known as Lu Weiguo, and his wife had only been dead for more than half a month. This made the old lady unable to accept it for a while.

Qin Dabao was afraid that the two old men would be hurt by the extreme joy and sorrow, so he boiled the water from the spiritual well and gave each of them a cup to drink.

The old lady held Wenwen tightly in her arms, as she was the only blood left by her youngest son.

The old man sat silently on the chair. Qin Dabao walked over and helped him up without saying anything. The old man glanced at Dabao, and his eyes softened a lot.

He stood up with Dabao's hand, and the father and son walked out of the bedroom. They waited until the old man lay down on the small kang and Dabao covered him with a quilt, then he silently retreated and closed the door.

The old man looked at the roof outside. A pigeon whistle sounded and a few pigeons flew across the roof. He stared blankly, a few turbid tears rolling down the corners of his eyes. After a long time, he fell into a deep sleep...

Lu Jianbang and Dou Linglong left as they had to go to work. Lu Xiu'e asked Qin Qingyou to go to the street office to ask for leave for her. She wanted to stay at home with her parents today.

Qin Dabao has nothing specific to do now, so it doesn't matter if he goes to work late. He goes to the breakfast shop to buy breakfast for his family, while Cuicui cleans up the leftovers from last night at home.

Qin Dabao knew that this history must be different from the previous life. At least this enemy spy case would not have happened. Without this major case that shocked the central government, the boss and the department would not have made up their minds to change the general.

If the general is not replaced, Lu Jianbang cannot be transferred back to the capital to serve as the director of the municipal bureau. If he does not return to the capital, with Lu Jianbang's level, how could he possibly see Qin Dabao's political review materials for reporting his merits?

So, is this every sip and every bite destined?

But what made him even happier was that his own uncle was the director of the Municipal Bureau. From now on, he could really be a salted fish!

Thinking of this, Qin Dabao grinned widely. He couldn't help but punch the sky. The halo of this reborn protagonist was too damn bright. He mentally counted all the gods he could thank, hoping that the gods would bless him and keep this halo bright until he died...