If it had been before, Wang Hongxia would definitely not have agreed. Her son was raised from childhood; she couldn't bear to let him leave her. However, after this incident, Wang Hongxia's thoughts changed. She wanted Du Ru to go into the city to eat public grain with all her heart.,Du Ru stood at the front gate of Beijing's First Cotton Textile Factory. An old man sat at the entrance, staring intently at the stranger as if he were a thief.,The old man entered the security room, and soon voices were heard from inside.。