Beautiful beauties in the 80s courtyard

Chapter 123 How could he be mute?
Lu Qiaoge didn't expect Su Hongmei to agree so readily.

They were able to make the decision on the spot.

She was also very happy, and glanced at the equally happy volunteers, who had all worked hard to create this.

With Chang An joining them, their work evolved from simply weaving willow baskets to making straw hats and other similar items.

There was no cost, not a penny was spent, only labor was contributed.

Lu Qiaoge instructed them to work together like an assembly line, based on their individual abilities.

The acquisition of willow twigs, wheat straw, grass, and reeds was the responsibility of those who lacked weaving skills.

After the raw materials are brought back, it takes several people to process them, then there is weaving, and then there are assistants. After the weaving is completed, it still needs to be refined.

In short, with this arrangement, everyone is important and everyone has something to do.

Not to mention that a few people even learned how to weave straw hats during that time.

Lu Qiaoge also has one, which was made by Lu Qiaoling, and Lu Qiaoge will wear it occasionally.

Lu Qiaoge was extremely grateful to Su Hongmei: "Sister Su, thank you so much! You've helped us a lot. Look how many of these things we have, but I have nowhere to sell them. I wanted to come to the market again, but the factory has been busy lately and we can't open. Thank you so much!"

Su Hongmei was pleased with Lu Qiaoge's words, but she also spoke the truth: "No need to thank me, this is all work. Besides, even if we have a good relationship, I can't accept your stuff if it's not good."

Furthermore, I'll be specifically in charge of our district's handicrafts from now on. To be honest, we don't have many Hexin products right now. Qiao Ge, you've been a huge help to me. How about this, I'll have a clerk from the foreign trade department come over and see if they want them.”

She pointed to the small, exquisite, and practical items and said, "If they don't want them, I'll buy some more."

That's really great.

We agreed to go to the street office first after the foreign trade department clerk arrived, and then come to see the goods.

Leaving aside how happy and ecstatic Meng Qingshan and the others were, Qin Hengzhi first inquired about Uncle Lin's health.

Old Lin waved his hand: "I've been through wind and rain, this is nothing. Hengzhi, did you come to see me for something?"

He has returned to normal, although he is still in excruciating pain inside.

My wife's health is deteriorating, and she seems to be just passing the time every day.

In recent years, she has often wandered around the city, following young men of similar age without saying a word, just staring at them. The doctor said she should be taken to the hospital, otherwise her symptoms will get worse.

Thinking about this, Old Lin felt that his condition was not very good either.

This may be related to age.

When I was younger, I was under a lot of work and stress, so the pain wasn't as severe as it is now.

As I've gotten older, my mindset has changed, and I often think about that lost child.

He now has frequent nightmares.

Old Lin touched his wallet, where the child's 100-day photos were kept.

He printed countless copies of this one photo and had his comrades, friends, and colleagues take them all over the country. Unfortunately, more than 20 years have passed without a trace of it.

Qin Hengzhi noticed that Uncle Lin's complexion was indeed much worse than it had been the day he attended the performance.

He said, "Uncle Lin, I'd like to know something about your youngest son, such as whether he has any noticeable birthmarks?"

Both Elder Lin and Lin Junfeng were stunned. "Hengzhi, what... what do you mean?" Elder Lin was the first to react, asking in a trembling voice.

He understands Hengzhi and wouldn't bring up this topic without a reason.

Qin Hengzhi glanced at Deputy Factory Director Lin and said calmly, "Brother Lin, you know that Qiao Ge and I are dating, right?"

Lin Junfeng was stunned for a moment. He knew this person. They had only been dating for a few days. He also knew Lu Qiaoge. He had even apologized to Master Lu because of that incident.

Although it would be a bit embarrassing, he wouldn't stoop to the level of an old worker.

But what does this have to do with my brother?
Lin Junfeng nodded again: "Yes, I know."

Qin Hengzhi: "I also brought Qiao Ge with me the night the inspection team came to see the performance. At that time, she felt that Uncle Lin looked familiar, but she couldn't figure it out no matter how long she thought about it."

It wasn't until she went to the food factory, a small factory in Xiangyang Subdistrict that hadn't opened yet, that she saw a worker there who looked remarkably like Uncle Lin.

The man's name was Chang An. He came from a small mountain village in the southwest. Born in 1949, he was said to have been abandoned. His adoptive parents treated him badly. He married Zhou Li, a sent-down youth who had come to their village, and she was also from our military factory family.

When Qin Hengzhi was halfway through his speech, Old Lin was already having trouble breathing.

He looked at Qin Hengzhi and listened to him finish speaking without moving.

After Qin Hengzhi finished speaking, Old Lin stepped forward, grabbed Qin Hengzhi's arm, and said urgently, "Hengzhi, are you telling the truth? Take me to see him, let's go now..."

Qin Hengzhi comforted him: "Uncle Lin, don't worry. People won't leave the military factory. Qiao Ge means that we shouldn't rush to acknowledge him. Chang An... he's mute. His adoptive parents didn't treat him well. He only had his own family after marrying Zhou Li."

"If he has no connection with you at all, this would be a huge blow to him. Your inspection team is coming to the military factory tomorrow morning to offer their condolences, right? You can take this opportunity to appear openly before Chang An without arousing his suspicion."

Lin Junfeng then realized that his mind was blank. He had no idea that the person he suspected was his underling was in the military factory.

Old Lin's face turned deathly pale, and he murmured, "A mute? How could he be mute?"

Qin Hengzhi: "I heard from Qiao Ge that it seems to have been caused by a high fever when he was eight years old that no one took care of him. I don't know the specifics. We would have to go to the village to investigate or ask him to find out. However, his hearing is fine."

Even though he wasn't sure, Old Lin was still incredibly saddened.

No one cared when they were sick; they suffered so much.

He finally calmed down and looked intently at Qin Hengzhi: "My youngest son doesn't have any obvious birthmarks, but Hengzhi, what else do you know?"

Qin Hengzhi shook his head: "That's all I know for now."

Old Lin suddenly seemed to come alive. Although there are many people in this world who look alike, very few whose ages and backgrounds match up. This made him think a lot.

The deceased mother once said that her youngest son looked a lot like her when she was a child.

After seeing Qin Hengzhi off, Old Lin looked at his somewhat bewildered second son and forced himself to calm down, saying, "Don't overthink it. You're the deputy factory director, and your work doesn't overlap with that of the street office. How could you possibly have seen him at such a big factory?"

Lin Junfeng nodded. He was getting impatient and really wanted to see this man named Chang An.

Old Lin warned him, "Don't get involved, just pretend you don't know anything."

Lin Junfeng had no choice but to agree, but after thinking for a moment, he said, "Dad, why don't you come to the house tonight? Sulan knows you're coming and has prepared the room."

Old Lin's face immediately darkened, and he said, "I'm not going!"

A shameless third party broke up the second son's family.

But to be honest, his second son was also a fickle and scoundrel.