Rebirth in 1958: Getting rich starts from Nanluoguxiang

Dabao lowered his head, his eyes red as he moved out of the ruins step by step. Qin Qingyou's last words kept echoing in his ears: "Son, run!"

Only then did he understand what it meant to have a father's love as high as a mountain. It turned out that his father did not love them, he just did not know how to express it.

Several workers gathered around to see if he was injured. Dabao shook his body and sat down on the ground dejectedly.

Seeing that his nephew was not injured, Lu Jianbang was relieved. He asked the people at the scene to put all the bodies and injured people aside.

Then he ordered the public security officers to identify the bodies of the enemy spies, although it was a little difficult because most of the enemy spies were dressed like ordinary soldiers.

But they can still be distinguished, because you can tell from their hair that the soldiers have short hair, while these enemy spies have medium-long hair.

It's not that the enemy spies didn't know this was a loophole, but in today's era, apart from soldiers, only those who have been in prison would have such short hair. That would attract more attention when they go out, so the enemy spies kept their hair medium-long.

Mei Yongliang also woke up. When he was thrown by the air wave, he broke his left arm and could not move.

He looked at the special workshop filled with smoke and cried out heartbreakingly: "Ruhua, my daughter, my daughter..." This was truly a belated family affection that was cheaper than grass.

But no one paid any attention to him. Many people present at the scene saw the situation clearly and knew that it was because of his obstruction that the incident became so serious.

Chen Fenghe was not seriously injured, but he was busy treating the wounded at the scene and had to pay attention to the enemy spies.

Zhang Hanwen was seriously injured and was dragged out by the soldiers. Chen Fenghe picked him up and searched his body for the data and drawings of special steel materials. He then threw Zhang Hanwen to the ground.

He wanted to shoot such a veteran enemy spy immediately, but now was not the time to let Zhang Hanwen die. Chen Fenghe waved his hand and asked the soldiers to take him away.

Chen Fenghe walked up to Mei Yongliang and sneered.

"Deputy Director Mei, you should stop worrying about your daughter. You need to think carefully about how to explain this to your superiors."

Mei Yongliang raised his head and forced a smile: "Chen Fenghe, I know you are Wang Huaian's confidant, so you are looking for my feet everywhere, but I tell you, you and Wang Huaian should not make the wrong decision.

My background is something you can't shake. As for your question about how I should explain this to my superiors? Why should I explain it? I was already advising Mei Ruhua to surrender. It was that worker who impulsively wanted to die with Mei Ruhua that led to this consequence.

This is the kind of consequence I don't want to see. All of this was caused by this worker!"

Chen Fenghe was so angry that he laughed: "Mei Yongliang, how can a person be so shameless? If it weren't for that worker who risked his life to die together with the enemy spy, no one present would have survived.

This is something that everyone has witnessed, and you can't cover it up by misleading people!"

Mei Yongliang struggled to stand up. He smiled coldly, and the wound moved. He snorted and said,

"How do you know that Mei Ruhua didn't want to surrender at that time? Before the explosion, anything was possible. This is not a distortion of right and wrong.

Indeed, I was wrong in this matter and I also have the responsibility. Mei Ruhua is my daughter, and I am also heartbroken that he became an enemy spy.

But I will not compromise with the enemy, let alone bow to the enemy, even if this is my only daughter..."

Chen Fenghe didn't want to look at this hypocritical face anymore, he turned around and said without looking back,

"Even if you have an eloquent tongue, it can't change the fact that the incident happened because of you. I will report everything that happened here to the department truthfully. Just wait!"

Mei Yongliang looked at Chen Fenghe's back, his face gradually turned cold. He knew that Chen Fenghe was right. He could not cover up this matter at all.

He struggled to get up and walked towards his jeep. The driver was helping to rescue people. When he saw Deputy Director Mei coming, he quickly helped him into the jeep.

Mei Yongliang dragged his broken left arm and closed his eyes tiredly. The driver glanced at the rearview mirror and said,

Chief, let me take you to the hospital..."

Mei Yongliang closed his eyes and shook his head: "No, let's not go to the hospital first."

The driver was a little confused: "Where to go?"

"Go to the center. I'm going to see Vice President Lin. Drive." The driver didn't dare to say anything more. He started the car and slowly drove out...

Lu Jianbang looked at the scene in front of him. He knew that Mei Yongliang would definitely not sit still and wait for death. It was not his turn to intervene in the specific handling of the situation. After all, the army and the local government were not under the same jurisdiction.

Besides, he didn't have the energy to care about Mei Yongliang's affairs. He was guarding the stretcher and looking at the unconscious Dabao. He was so anxious that his voice became hoarse. Batches of wounded were sent away. Dabao and Lu Jianbang were the last batch. The Red Star Steel Mill was temporarily taken over by Long Fei who rushed over. All the workers were given emergency leave to go home, and the factory was under martial law.

Dabao was not seriously injured. He just fainted due to anger and smoke.

When he arrived at the hospital, he was already awake. He struggled to get off the bed, opened the door and came out. Xiaohua happened to run over and saw Dabao wake up. She was so happy that she burst into tears.

"Brother, are you awake?" Although it was just nonsense, the surprise in the words could not be concealed.

Dabao patted his sister's head and asked,

"Where are the wounded who were sent here?"

Xiaohua pointed to the surgical corridor and said, "There are so many injured people. Even the senior experts from the South Building have come over to help. Now the entire surgical department is busy rescuing the wounded."

"Well, do you know where our Deputy Director Wang is?"

Xiaohua nodded: "He just came out of the operating room. A steel bar passed through his lower abdomen. Fortunately, he was rescued in time. If it was a little later, he would have died."

Dabao nodded. He didn’t tell Xiaohua about her father because he was afraid that his sister would be sad.

Dabao asked his sister to go ahead and do her work. Xiaohua agreed and went to the ward to help.

Dabao slowly leaned against the wall and sat down on a long chair. He closed his eyes, and the scene before his father's death kept appearing in front of him. He couldn't help but shed tears...

. . . . .

Lu Xiu'e has not been so busy recently. Director Wang has been confirmed to be transferred to the district office. The only other deputy director now is Xu Minrong, the expert in childbirth. Therefore, the work of the street office basically falls on her shoulders.

But now everything is on track, so Lu Xiu'e is not as busy as she was a month ago.

Today was unexpectedly quiet. No one came to register their household registration or get a letter of introduction, so she sat in the big office and chatted with the clerk. They mainly talked about whether the managers of each courtyard were qualified and competent. In fact, they were just gossiping.