Wearing books and sweet pets: the richest couple in the 80s

Chapter 128 Provocation
"It's right to be sad. Your loved ones are so aggrieved. If you're not sad, then you're a cold-blooded person. I, He Wanqing, don't care for such people."

As she spoke, she stretched out her hands and clasped his fingers tightly.

"But Dingkun, I want you to promise me, don't be sad for too long, at most half a year, you have to learn to let go. The eldest sister hoped that you would live a good life, and I definitely don't want to see you immersed in endless pain. Responsibility."

Qin Dingkun looked at her deeply, nodded, and nodded again.

The verdicts of Jin Huafang and Lu Zhenyun came down soon.

Jin Huafang was sentenced to 15 years in prison for manslaughter.

Lu Zhenyun provided Jin Huafang with a hidden place and property, and he was charged with covering up.

After he was arrested, the Dongguan brigade lost its secretary, and the commune asked Jin Chenggong, the head of the brigade, to act as the secretary of the brigade temporarily.

Over the years, people surnamed Jin have been suppressed by people surnamed Lu. Even if Jin Chenggong is the captain of the brigade, he still doesn't have much say. Lu Zhenyun decides on major matters.

As soon as he took office, he immediately agreed to He Wanqing's request and moved Dajun's household registration out of Dongguan Brigade.

Huang Lanhua and Lu Qiaoling naturally refused, but at the beginning they ignored Dajun's disappearance, and Jin Chenggong used this as evidence to deprive them of custody of Dajun.

When He Wanqing left the Dongguan Brigade with the army and household registration, Huang Lanhua and Lu Qiaoling wanted to chase and stop them, but Jin Chenggong sent someone to stop them.

Qin Dingkun and He Wanqing were the ones who worked behind his back to get him into the position. He knew it well, so he would naturally reciprocate.

When returning to Southern Province, Qin Dingkun still booked a sleeper car, Dajun and He Wanqing slept in the lower berth, and he slept in the upper berth.

He Wanqing was very tired, and fell asleep not long after getting in the car.

When she woke up, the sun was already in the west, she turned to look at the other two people in the carriage.

Dajun was beaming with excitement, lying on the car window looking at the scenery outside, calculating the time to arrive in Linjiang County.

Qin Dingkun sat on her bunk by the window, looking down at the notebook in his hand.

That is the diary left by Qin Dingshuang.

Before boarding the train, a female educated youth who went to the countryside with Qin Dingkun in the Dongguan brigade found him and handed over Qin Dingshuang's belongings to him.

Ten years ago, after Qin Dingshuang passed away, Lu Zhenyun burned almost all of her personal belongings.

This diary was secretly hidden by the female educated youth who lived in the same room. After learning the news that Qin Dingkun had come to Ningquan, she specially handed it over to him.

After all, Dajun is a child, this time he has completely got rid of the shackles of the Lu family, as if he had been lifted from the seal, he let himself go a little bit.

He made an excuse to fetch hot water, and slipped out of the carriage with Qin Dingkun's military kettle.

From his compartment to the place where the hot water is supplied in the car, you have to go through the dining car compartment.

He has been on the train several times, and has never had a meal on the train.

In the past, the Lu family was reluctant to spend money to buy them for him, and they always let him eat those dry tortillas.

And this time He Wanqing didn't buy it either. She wasn't being stingy, but she thought the food in the car was unpalatable.

Dajun has never eaten it, so he will inevitably be curious.

He stood in front of the counter and watched the waiter put the stir-fried dishes on the plate and hand them to the passengers who bought the meals.

"Go away, country bumpkin, don't get in the way, we still have to buy food!"

Dajun was pushed hard by the people behind him, and his body staggered suddenly.

He stood still and saw three fifteen or sixteen-year-old boys, wearing denim jackets, flared pants, and a pair of black toad glasses on their faces.

Seeing him staring at them, a teenager raised his chin, turned his nostrils to the sky, and snorted heavily at him.

"Why, Mudleg, don't be convinced, come on, come on, fight with me, and you will be convinced."

(End of this chapter)