"Oh...ah..."
The little wild donkey licked the sweet birch sap and seemed to enjoy it very much.
After licking it, it urged Lu Fangfang on without any politeness.
"You big glutton, you can't just drink it all by yourself."
Lu Fangfang poured some more and placed it in front of the little Tibetan fox.
"Awoo~"
With Little Flower not here, the little Tibetan fox was also in a bad mood.
It licked it a few times, then lost interest.
Upon seeing this, the little wild donkey immediately squeezed forward and began to lick the food greedily.
Soon, it had drunk up almost half a kettle of birch sap.
Lu Fangfang poured some more water from the kettle, intending to feed the little wild donkey again, when she heard the call of geese coming from the lakeside.
"Giggle~"
The big white goose spread its wings and ran this way with great momentum.
The little wild donkey turned its head and glanced at it, then immediately lowered its head and licked the birch sap from her hand.
"Giggle~"
"Giggle~"
The big white goose ran up to them, looked at the donkey, the fox, and the human, and shouted angrily, as if it were questioning something.
The little wild donkey wagged its tail and nudged Lu Fangfang, ignoring her completely.
Lu Fangfang, holding the kettle, also felt bewildered.
"Big white goose, this is birch sap, it's for drinking, not for eating. You swim in the lake every day, do you really need something to drink?"
"Giggle~"
The big white goose flapped its wings, staring intently at the water bottle in her hand.
"You really don't discriminate between meat and vegetables, huh? Okay, I'll pour it for you right away."
Lu Fangfang took the water bottle, poured some birch sap into her palm, and offered it to it.
The white goose immediately lowered its neck and put its beak into her hand.
The goose's beak twitched rapidly as it sucked in a few mouthfuls before tilting its head back and swallowing.
As if it tasted good, it flapped its wings twice and squawked once.
Lu Fangfang was a little stunned. Her geese were just like wild donkeys, big eaters, even liking birch sap.
She poured some more into her palm and continued feeding the white goose.
It was terrified by the big fat guy just now, so this is a good opportunity to comfort it.
"Oh...ah..."
Seeing that she kept feeding the big white goose, the little wild donkey became unhappy again.
Lu Fangfang looked at the two of them, sighed helplessly, and had no choice but to feed them in turn.
After a while, the birch sap in the kettle was all gone.
She went to the lake to wash her hands, then muttered to herself, hoping that the child in her belly wouldn't be like the little wild donkey and the big white goose, always having to be considerate of each other.
When they returned to the birch forest, she had Xiuxiu pick up the birch sap again.
This is the season when birch trees are at their sapiest.
The two drank to their hearts' content and filled several more water jugs.
Seeing that it was almost afternoon, Lu Fangfang called to Xiuxiu and prepared to go back.
She glanced at the grassland to the east and, seeing that there was still no movement, sighed softly.
"Sis, what's wrong?"
"It's okay, never mind, let's go."
As daughters grow up, they are no longer under their mothers' control. Lu Fangfang no longer planned to wait for Xiaohua. She patted the donkey's rump and made the little wild donkey move.
I turned my head and looked at the river. The big white goose was still swimming in the river, going downstream, much faster than a donkey cart.
Touching the little Tibetan fox on the donkey cart, Lu Fangfang leaned back and began to admire the scenery of the grassland.
The grass on the pasture hasn't turned green yet, but there are already many small animals, and everything is so vibrant.
Back home, Lu Fangfang waited until it was getting dark, but Xiao Hua still hadn't returned.
She was very anxious and worried.
A while later, Zhuang Mingcheng returned from the regiment carrying a pile of letters.
"Fangfang, these are all letters sent to you by your young readers, and there is also one from Liu Wenhui."
"Wenhui's letter?"
Lu Fangfang's eyes lit up, and she quickly found Liu Wenhui's letter, opened it, and began to read it.
Last month, she received a letter from Liu Wenhui, which detailed the arduous journey to the Ali frontier, making her both admire and envious.
Comrade Wenhui also mentioned that the soldiers on the frontier really enjoyed eating the quail eggs from their farm, calling them a delicacy, which made her feel both proud and a little sad.
The frontier was so harsh in those days that even a small quail egg could be praised as a delicacy by the soldiers.
This made her determined to run the breeding farm well.
After opening the letter and reading it for a while, Lu Fangfang suddenly frowned.
"Fangfang, what's wrong?"
Zhuang Mingcheng held an enamel mug and drank the birch sap that Xiuxiu had poured for him.
Seeing that his wife's expression was off, he curiously stepped forward.
"Wenhui said in her letter that someone wrote to the military region to report our regiment, saying that the families of the regiment's officers were illegally reclaiming wasteland and treating the reclaimed wasteland as their private land, which was a mistake."
Lu Fangfang handed the letter to her husband, saying, "Comrade Wenhui's brother works in the Political Department, so this matter should be true."
Her face was very pale as she began to ponder the person who wrote the whistleblower letter.
This was definitely done by someone in the troupe, and it might have been specifically targeted at her.
Thinking about the receipts for the rapeseed she had given to the group, she felt a little relieved.
Zhuang Mingcheng's face also turned serious.
He took the letter, glanced at it, and then cursed, "Prepare for war and famine for the people! This is a major policy of the Central Committee, and land reclamation and farming are also encouraged by the military region. The person who wrote this whistleblower letter has a very bad heart!"
"Mingcheng, go and talk to the regimental commander and political commissar. We can't take this lightly."
Lu Fangfang took the letter from her husband's hand, then lit it and burned it.
Comrade Wenhui wrote to remind her that it was a great risk and that the news must not be leaked.
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