Mother Lu said with a proud expression, "You hunted this fur yourself. The old man and the others are very happy to wear it."
Father Lu also said, "Listen to your mother and take it with you."
Before Lu Zhan could speak, his mother brought out another pile of steamed buns.
"This is made by mom herself. Take it over and let your parents try it. It can be kept for a long time and is chewier than the glutinous rice cakes."
It is said that a mother worries about her son even when he is thousands of miles away.
In just a short while, the sack, which was already full, was almost overflowing.
I saw Lu's mother carrying out another suitcase.
Lu Zhankai quickly said, "Mom, these are enough. I won't take any more."
The main reason is that my parents’ love is too great.
Mother Lu said there was nothing she could do, then paused and said, "This package is for your in-laws."
"relatives by marriage?"
Lu Zhankai frowned, his tone showing some surprise.
Mother Lu nodded and glanced at the house across the courtyard.
After much hesitation, she finally told him what happened just now.
"Your father-in-law called a few days ago, and it seems he called again this afternoon."
"Yuanyuan was in a bad mood after she received the call and didn't eat much of dinner."
"I think she seems to be worried. Go to the house and ask her later."
"By the way, the rice is still warm in the pot. I'll get it for you."
"Mom, I'll go by myself."
After saying that, Lu Zhan stretched out his long legs and walked to the kitchen.
When he quietly pushed open the door, Meng Yuan was leaning against the headboard with a heavy look on her face.
Maybe she was so engrossed in her thoughts that she didn't even notice Lu Zhankai sitting down beside the bed.
"Xiaoyuan?"
Meng Yuan came to her senses and forced a smile on her face, "When did you come?"
"It's been a while."
Lu Zhankai put the food on the bedside table and then held her hand.
"Mom said your parents called you. What happened?"
That being the question, Lu Zhan was happy and knew it in his heart.
They called and there was nothing else they wanted except to ask for money in various ways.
It is true that Meng Yuan is an educated youth sent to Xinjiang to help, but she did not come here with enthusiasm and sign up on her own initiative.
She was forced into it.
The situation of the Meng family is rather complicated. After her father passed away, her mother took her three siblings and married an employee from the same factory, who also had three children.
After marriage, add each other's parents.
A family of more than ten people squeezed into a tube-shaped building of less than 30 square meters.
There are always many conflicts in a reconstituted family, and her mother is a soft-tempered person.
During the years she lived under someone else's roof, Meng Yuan never had a peaceful day.
Later, my stepfather's eldest son was getting married.
In order to raise money for the betrothal gift, my stepfather learned that there was a resettlement allowance available through the aid construction project in Xinjiang.
He signed her up without even discussing it with her.
Not only did they not give me a penny of the more than 300 yuan settling-in allowance.
In the first few years after she arrived, her family almost ignored her.
No response, not even a letter.
It was as if her daughter was dead.
It was not until their marriage political review that the Meng family learned that their daughter had married a military officer, and only then did they begin to have intermittent contact.
Every time we contact each other, the word money is almost unavoidable.
The only reason she couldn't think of was all there was, and there was no excuse they couldn't come up with.
After hearing what they said, Meng Yuan just thought it was just nonsense.
Anyway, I don’t have money, but I have my life.
So when she received the call today, she didn't take it to heart.
Until her mother said it on the phone.
"What did you say?" Lu Zhan asked, noticing that Meng Yuan was not quite right today.
"I don't know where they got it from, but they said we're going to Beijing to celebrate the New Year and visit your biological parents..."
Hearing this, Lu Zhankai frowned, "They are well-informed."
The Lu family did not publicize the recognition of relatives and rarely mentioned it in normal times.
Whenever troops talk to each other, the operators can hear the conversation.
So over time, this incident became an unspoken secret among everyone.
But I didn't expect that Meng Jiayuan could find out this from Beijing.
Now was not the time to talk about this, so Lu Zhan asked, "They called me not just to talk about this, right?"
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