Rebirth in 1958: Getting rich starts from Nanluoguxiang

At this time, the phone rang and Cheng Xiaoling, the clerk, picked up the phone.

"Hello, this is the Subdistrict Office, District Party Committee Office? Oh, Director Wang is not here. Okay, go ahead and tell me. I'll make a note of it and report to Director Wang when she comes back."

Chu Xiaoling took a piece of paper and a pen and said, "Okay, go ahead. There was an explosion in the special steel workshop of the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill, and there were casualties. Our street office needs to be prepared. Once the list of the injured comes down, we need to do some comforting work. The list of the injured hasn't been finalized yet. Okay, I'll take note of it. When Director Wang comes back, I'll report it and then ask him to call you."

Lu Xiu'e, who was chatting nearby, heard about the explosion in the special vehicle steel workshop of the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill. Her heart skipped a beat.

She knew that her man worked in the special steel workshop, so she quickly asked,

"Xiao Lin, there was an explosion at the Red Star Rolling Mill? What are the casualties?"

Cheng Xiaoling shook her head: "I don't know yet. The district party committee office just called and said that there was an explosion in the special steel workshop, resulting in casualties. It seems that it should be under the jurisdiction of our street office.

Let us be prepared to comfort the families once the list is released."

Lu Xiu'e's heart was in her throat. She felt as if something had happened. Her heart was beating very fast and she could hardly breathe.

At this time, the phone rang again. Cheng Xiaoling picked up the phone: "Hello, Street Office, looking for Deputy Director Lu? Okay, please wait a moment. Sister Xiu'e, this is your brother calling, asking you to answer the phone."

Lu Xiu'e thanked him and took the phone. Her hands were shaking a little.

"Hello, Jianbang?"

Lu Jianbang's hoarse voice came from the other end of the phone: "Sister..." He only called out once and couldn't continue. He didn't know what to say...

Lu Xiu'e said: "Jianbang, what's wrong with you? Why is your voice so hoarse?"

Lu Jianbang swallowed his saliva: "Sister, Dabao..."

"Dabao? What happened to Dabao?"

"Dabao is in the hospital..."

"Ah?" Lu Xiu'e asked hurriedly: "What happened to Dabao? Why is he in the hospital? Which hospital?"

Lu Jianbang really didn't know what to say, so he could only say: "Sister, Dabao is in the Army General Hospital, on the third floor of the surgery department, you can go and see him..." He was also confused, and didn't say how badly Dabao was injured.

His sister was impatient, and before he could say anything, Lu Xiu'e had already hung up the phone, rushed out the door, pushed her bicycle and ran away.

. . . . . .

Dabao cried silently. He couldn't believe it. In his previous life, his father drank heavily for decades until he died at the age of seventy-seven. But no matter what, he was still alive and well...

But now... how could he be dead? Such a tragic death, not even a trace of ashes left, as if, as if he had never existed...

Dabao suddenly remembered. Today? July 23, 1959? Wasn't that the day Mom vomited blood, fainted, and was diagnosed with a terminal illness?

He often heard his father drunk, crying and making a fuss, muttering about this day. For his father, this day was not only the day when his mother fell ill, but also the day when he felt despair and regret?

Could it be that his rebirth had changed the fate of his mother and sister? Even his father? But that wasn't what he wanted. What he wanted was a family, living happily together, not missing this and that...

Dabao has already felt that the present time is different from the previous life. Some things that happened in history are still happening now, but the time is earlier.

He could sense that a big storm was coming, but he wasn't sure when it would happen...

Suddenly, someone called out to his son in a heartbreaking voice. Dabao opened his eyes and saw his mother rushing over.

Dabao couldn't hold it in any longer, he burst into tears, threw himself into his mother's arms, and burst into tears.

Lu Xiu'e was frightened by her son's crying. She hurriedly checked her son's body to see if he had any injuries, but found no injuries.

Lu Xiu'e finally breathed a sigh of relief. She hugged her son, patted his back, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Well, my good son, I'm glad you're not hurt. Your uncle is a coward and couldn't explain it clearly over the phone, so he just said you were injured and hospitalized. Oh, now I'm glad you're not hurt..."

Dabao raised his tearful eyes and looked at his mother. He knew that he couldn't hide his father's death. This news could only be told by him. If he told his mother to others, she would probably be even more unable to bear it.

Dabao wiped his tears with his palms, gritted his teeth and said: "Mom, I have some bad news to tell you, you must hold on..."

Lu Xiu'e took out a handkerchief from her pocket and wiped her son's face. She smiled and said,

"My silly son, where did you get this outfit? It smells like smoke, and your face is black and white, just like a harlequin cat. It's so dirty. Tell me, what's the bad news?"

Dabao looked at his mother, gritted his teeth, and spoke in a muffled voice, as if coming from his chest.

"My dad..."

Lu Xiu'e's heart skipped a beat, and that bad premonition came to her mind again. She asked hurriedly,

"Your dad? What happened to your dad?"

Dabao choked up, and after a while, he said,

"My father, he sacrificed..."

"What?" Lu Xiu'e could no longer stand. She took a few steps back and leaned against the other wall. She managed to stand.

Lu Xiu'e looked at her son sitting on the long chair. Her head felt dizzy and she asked tremblingly,

"Dabao, what did you say just now? Mom...didn't hear clearly..."

Dabao's tears flowed again.

"Mom, my dad died..."

Lu Xiu'e's head buzzed, and she plopped down on the ground. At this moment, everything in front of her was distorted, and the voices she heard seemed to come from the sky.

She heard her son say that in order to obtain data and blueprints on the special steel products at the Red Star Steel Mill, enemy spies broke into the special workshop and kidnapped all the workers and technicians, using their lives to threaten the government. Finally, the enemy spies, desperate, wanted to detonate the bombs on their bodies and die with everyone. My father... he jumped into the molten iron holding the enemy spies...

Lu Xiu'e rolled her eyes and fainted. Seeing this, Dabao quickly called for a doctor to save her...

When Lu Xiu'e slowly woke up and opened her eyes to see her son's face that looked like a harlequin cat, Dabao said quickly,

"Mom, are you awake?"

Lu Xiu'e wanted to get up, but she had no strength at all. She could only stretch out her right hand, touch her son's face, and whispered,

"Dabao, tell me again, what happened to your dad?"

Dabao's tears can never be wiped away.

"Mom, my dad sacrificed his life to save the country's wealth..."