The next morning, Li Jinfeng wrapped herself tightly and went to the brigade headquarters to borrow a donkey cart from the brigade leader.
Yang Ermao drove a donkey cart to the county town, and several other people from the team went with him, including He Xin.
The school is on weekends and the children can have a good rest at home for a day.
Following Li Jinfeng's instructions, Yang Ermao mentioned in the telegram that his mother Zhou Qiao stayed here to take care of Li Jinfeng and the baby. He also reminded Yang Dajun and Professor Wu that they had to prepare the New Year's Eve dinner themselves.
The telegram arrived in Southern Province within a few days. After receiving the telegram, Professor Wu and Yang Dajun stared at one sentence for a long time, reading almost every word more than ten times.
"Jinfeng has given birth to another baby?" Professor Wu couldn't hide his joy on his face.
This was his fourth time as a grandfather, and the joy he felt didn't fade at all with the passage of time.
Yang Dajun: "Hehe, yes, you are going to be a grandfather again, and so am I!"
Like Professor Wu, Yang Dajun had long regarded Li Jinfeng as his own daughter, an existence as important as his own son.
"This is truly fate. Who would have thought that girl was there? Who would have thought that the place where my son Ermao went to work in the countryside was actually in the same production team as hers."
Yang Dajun never dreamed of such a good thing.
He had never worried about his son going to the countryside to work in the fields. A few years ago, he sent him to serve as a militiaman. He had plenty of physical strength, so even plowing and farming were easy for him.
I just don’t know when I will be able to return.
His wife was always worried that the children were not eating enough or wearing warm clothes outside.
But Yang Dajun felt that he had survived the most difficult three years, so what did this matter now?
But no matter what he thought, Yang Dajun still felt excited after knowing that his son and Jinfeng were together.
Professor Wu: "Perhaps this is fate. We haven't been in touch with Jin Feng for such a long time, and now we're in touch again, and this is such great news. I have to prepare a gift for her and her child."
"I'll send some things over too. But has the child been named? As a great professor, would you like me to help choose a name?" Yang Dajun looked at Professor Wu.
He only had a few years of education and his cultural level was not high, so he couldn't do this kind of work.
"No, I chose the names of Yuanyuan and Meimei. Let Jianguo choose Xiaosi's name. He can do it."
"Okay, let's get things ready."
The two grown men prepared a lot of things in the shortest time possible. They packed all the things to be sent into a big package and went to the post office to send it to Li Jinfeng.
By the time the package arrived at Li Jinfeng's place, it was almost Chinese New Year.
During this period, Li Jinfeng did more than ten publicity activities of varying sizes for the brigade. It wasn't too hard, but she felt a little tired at the end of the day.
Zhou Qiao calculated the time and took Xiao Si to Li Jinfeng to feed him.
Xiao Si, like his older brothers and sisters, has been easy to take care of since he was young. Except when he is hungry or wets his pants, he basically never cries or makes a fuss.
In addition, Li Jinfeng provided him with sufficient food, so the child grew very fast. As the red skin on his body faded, it became white and tender.
Zhou Qiao helps take care of the child every day. The more she watches, the happier she feels. She holds the child all day long and hates to let go.
A few days before the Chinese New Year, Li Jinfeng went to the county town in person and bought a lot of New Year's goods.
In addition to the food that the children like, there is also half a sheep and more than 20 kilograms of beef.
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