In 1959, what's wrong with me pedaling a tricycle?

Wang Xingguo looked at Chen Baowei's thin face. Although the light bulb was dim at night, he could clearly see that Chen's cheekbones were prominent and his cheeks were deeply sunken, with hardly any flesh on them.

Wang Xingguo nodded and said, "Okay, then I'll get some grain back and give it to everyone in limited quantities. I'll give your security department an extra hundred catties to buy."

"Thank you, Director Wang. Rest assured, our security department will always remember this kindness!"

Wang Xingguo didn't say anything.

Director Wang has gotten too arrogant!

He thought that if he brought back so much stuff this time, he wouldn't believe that someone would come and make things difficult for him if he took some back to the compound for everyone to digest.

If all else fails, the old leader should step in...

He hasn't caused any trouble for so long; he's been behaving himself for so long. If he doesn't stir up some trouble, the old boss might forget about him.

The most important thing is that this is truly the most difficult time!

If it were next year, Wang Xingguo would not be so generous.

But this happened to be the winter of 61!

The days when food was scarcest, coupled with the harsh winter, were incredibly difficult to endure.

It's one thing if he didn't have it, but the key point is that although he released 95% of the supplies, the remaining supplies included 50,000 to 60,000 jin of rice and flour alone.

He not only wants to support the compound, but also the neighborhood office, so that the uncle who silently protects the four siblings won't have to worry about the edema patients in the neighborhood office all day long.

Upon arriving home, Wang Xingguo thanked Chen Baowei. His voice was heard by his family inside, who opened the door before he could even call out.

"Second brother, you're back."

"Honey, is this business trip going so soon?"

After exchanging pleasantries, Wang Xingbang carried the sacks into the house, and Wang Xingguo began distributing gifts to his family.

My younger brother wanted nice shoes, and this time the whole family got them.

They all looked at the gifts happily. Wang Xingguo hugged Wang Jianhua and coaxed him to call him "Dad." The little guy cooperated quite well.

After a flurry of activity, Li Xiuping went to cook noodles for Wang Xingguo.

Not long after, Li Zhong arrived at the Wang family's place. Seeing Wang Xingguo wolfing down his noodles, he couldn't bring himself to say anything to scold the brat.

Wang Xingguo swallowed his noodles, looked at Li Zhong's expression, wiped his mouth, and asked, "Grandpa Li, who made you angry?"

Li Zhong said irritably, "You know perfectly well why I'm asking! I told you not to do it like last time. Do you know how much trouble your actions have caused?"

Wang Xingguo asked, puzzled, "No, how did I harm anyone?"

Li Zhong sat down, lit a cigarette from the table, and said to the innocent-looking Wang Xingguo, "Do you know how many people in Guangzhou have been held accountable because of this? Last time, the old leader suppressed it, but this time you've gone even further. With such a massive amount of supplies, even the old leader couldn't suppress it and could only deal with them for dereliction of duty."

Wang Xingguo hadn't thought of that yet. He scratched his head and said, "I really hadn't thought of that. If I had known, we wouldn't have brought these supplies back."

Li Zhong said with exasperation, "Did I tell you not to do anything? I told you to follow the rules! Don't you know to dock your ships? You insist on smuggling like this, you can't do it without ripping someone off, can you?"

Wang Xingguo chuckled twice. He wanted to, but he only had the ability to cheat in the game. Even his friends from all walks of life were made up. How could he follow the rules?

Even if there were large cargo ships, he wouldn't know how to operate them...

Wang Xingguo whispered, "Grandpa Li, I brought back a batch of supplies. I need to give some to Uncle Zhao at the neighborhood office and some to the residents in the compound. Since we're all cleaning up messes anyway, why not do it this once more?"

Li Zhong was so angry with Wang Xingguo that he choked on his cigarette. Wang Xingguo quickly patted his back, and it took him a while to recover.

No one in the family dared to interrupt; they sat to the side, too afraid to speak.

Wang Xingguo said earnestly, "Grandpa Li, others can add more wagons to haul goods back, so it's not unreasonable for me to haul a little too, is it? I'm not trying to make a fortune; you know what kind of person I am."

Li Zhong cursed, "You little bastard, what kind of person are you? The old leader wasn't wrong, you're even more like a monkey than the monkey who wreaked havoc in Heaven!"

Wang Xingguo acted like a rogue, saying, "I don't care. Who told you to send me out to do this? I can't just get nothing out of it, can I? Besides, I'm not taking this benefit for myself, but to help the neighborhood office maintain stability and help everyone in the compound. Give me a straight answer, are you going to cover for me or not?"

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Li Zhong stormed out of Wang Xingguo's house, ultimately telling him not to do it again.

After seeing Li Zhong off, Wang Xingguo wore a triumphant smile.

He knew it; they'd definitely have to clean up his mess...

He didn't know why, but after experiencing so much, he had a vague feeling that they would definitely protect him.

From following Uncle Eleven to visit the wounded old leader, to the old leader starting a black market in the courtyard, and then to the night market.

In the end, they even cleared his name, which made him realize that his former boss had always been protecting him.

Although he couldn't understand why, it was a good thing that someone was protecting him, and there was no need to ask for an explanation.

Sometimes, being a little confused can save you from getting scolded.

Li Zhong rushed to talk to his former boss that very night.

The old leader remained calm. After taking a sip of tea, he replied, "Old Li, what's there to be angry about? From the moment you decided to send him to do the work, it was already destined that you'd have to clean up his messes. Who are you putting on an act for now?"

Li Zhong chuckled and replied, "Then I'd better put on a good show in front of you..."

The old leader sighed, "Alas, I regret it a bit. I should have just sent him to the army."

Li Zhong quickly nodded and said, "I don't think it's too late now. How about we send him to the army for a few years of training?"

The old leader said irritably, "How can I get rid of him? The people at the farm like him so much. If I want to transfer him, see if they make a fuss. I'm afraid even the people in your transportation department won't agree to let him go."

Li Zhong nodded and said, "That's true. Xiao Ma from Transportation Division definitely won't let him go; he really likes this mischievous monkey."

The old leader sighed, "The situation isn't good right now. This brat really wasn't doing it for himself. I'll make a call and have someone clean up his mess."

Li Zhong hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Old Lin, I'm asking you now as an old friend, not as your subordinate. What are your plans for him in the future?"

The former leader countered, "Then what do you think is the best way for me to arrange things for him?"

Li Zhong said earnestly, "As an old friend, I think you can recognize him as your godson. After all, you also adopted his aunt. It would be quite appropriate for you to have a grandson who will take care of you in your old age and see you off in your final days."

The old leader paused for a moment, then shook his head and said, "I have no such plans. Ever since my family was killed by the Japanese, I placed all my faith in Yongzhen, but Yongzhen is gone too. Although I don't believe in fate, I feel it's unnecessary. If he had that intention, even if I didn't acknowledge him as my godson, he would still have taken care of me in my final days."