Chapter 238
The Green Tea’s Crushing Victories in the ’70s
Tong Xuelu had an appreciation for Jiang Danhongâs strength and persistence. Tong Xuelu wasnât sure she could do as well as Jiang Danhong if she was in her shoes.
Now that she was alone in the capital city and had to deal with all the gossip around her, Tong Xuelu really hoped that she could do something for her.Besides, she felt that Jiang Danhong was a very intelligent person.As much as Jiang Huarong was guilty, in many peopleâs eyes, she was still the ungrateful one, who had turned on the family that had raised her. There would always be Mother Marys, who felt that she had been selfish and heartless.It wouldnât have been so bad if she was only going to report Jiang Huarong, but she also wanted to report her father-in-law and husband. Once the word got out, the amount of pressure that she would have to face would be awful.She must have figured that as well, which was why she had donated her dowries to the country and also picked a normal position for herself.A person could not have the cake and eat it too. By turning in her dowries, she could prevent others from being envious of her and at the same time, leave a good impression on the government officials.If she was to need any assistance in the future, there would be people who would definitely step in and help because of her integrity.Wen Rugui said in an apologetic tone, âI apologize. I wasnât aware that it was your birthday on Saturday. I will be here for sure.âHaving said that, he paused for a little bit and added, âI am not sure whether Comrade Jiang would come though.âTong Xuelu waved her hand. âThatâs fine. Just inform her. She is welcome to come if she likes, but she doesnât need to force herself if she doesnât either.âWen Rugui acknowledged her. His eyes then lowered as he said, âIs there anything specific that you would like for your birthday, Comrade Tong?âBefore Tong Xuelu could reply, however, Tong Mianmian had already interjected in her milky voice, shouting, âBig Sister wants a military jacket!âWen Rugui responded quickly this time. He nodded and said, âOkay.âA bit flustered, Tong Xuelu quickly said, âDonât bother with that, Comrade Wen. You donât need to bring anything. Just bring yourself.âShe only casually mentioned the military jacket the day she received all the clothes. She didnât think that Tong Mianmian would have remembered what she said in passing.Wen Rugui gave her a look and said, âItâs not a hassle at all.âAfter Wen Rugui was gone, Tong Xuelu shut the wooden door tight. She then turned around and saw the little bunâs head was lowered, looking very aggrieved.She walked over and rubbed her head. âWhatâs the matter, Mianmian? Why do you look so dispirited?âTong Mianmian looked up, blinked her large eyes, and asked cautiously, âBig Sister, did Mianmian say something wrong?âTong Xuelu squatted down and gave her a loud peck on her fair little cheek. âMianmian did not say anything wrong. Big Sister is not blaming you.âPerhaps due to the fact that their parents passed away early, Tong Xuelu felt that her siblings were more sensitive than other kids.Tong Mianmianâs eyes lit back up again after she heard that. Gaining back her usual cheerfulness, she held her Big Sisterâs face and kissed her back.***Meanwhile, Wen Rugui just arrived at the military compound.Old Mr. Wen, who didnât expect to see him so soon, was baffled. âWhy are you still in the city? I thought you had returned to the base already!âBefore Wen Rugui could reply, he spotted the bag in his hand.Old Mr. Wen lifted his brows and asked, âWhatâs that youâre carrying in your hand? Why does it smell so good?âWithout showing anything on his face, Wen Rugui calmly replied, âA friend of mine made some sweet and crispy taros.âA friend of mine = Young Grass.Old Mr. Wen was very sensitive to those two words right now. The word âfriendâ instantly reminded him of Young Grass. âDid Young Grass make those? Hurry up and let me try!âWen Rugui knew that he wouldnât be able to keep the food from his grandpa, so he obediently handed the sweet and crispy taros over to Old Mr. Wen.Not letting him go just yet, Old Mr. Wen continued to ask, âAnd whatâs inside the other bag?ââDried chrysanthemum.âOld Mr. Wen instantly lost interest when he found out that it was dried chrysanthemum.