Lu Tianjun ran all the way home, arriving panting and sweaty in the afternoon.
Upon seeing him, Feng Qingxue, who had just finished tidying up the dishes, asked, "Didn't Grandma Xu invite you to stay for lunch today? Where's Acheng? Why did only you come back? What has kept you so busy that you're sweating so much? Button up your jacket, don't get cold with the sweat."
As he buttoned his cotton jacket, Lu Tianjun quietly told her about what had happened with Mr. and Mrs. Xu.
"What!" Feng Qingxue was taken aback, "What business is it of theirs if someone else goes abroad?" Although Mr. and Mrs. Xu were now in a predicament, sweeping the streets and toilets, and being discriminated against on account of their social standing and the public's resentment towards the wealthy, it was not yet the time of the Cultural Catastrophe, so they were seldom subjected to such insulting and brutal interrogations.
Of course, being homeless was already a calamity for them.