Chapter 1202 Application for Discharge 3
Lu Jiang's family first had triplets, which made countless people envious. Then the youngest son was on the verge of death, which made the whole family anxious. Everyone in the entire army knew about it. Chen Lancheng also visited Zhuangzhuang with his comrades. After Zhuangzhuang got better, he naturally knew the conditions of Feng Qingxue and Zhuangzhuang. The mother and son both looked sick and were indeed very pitiful.
"How about this, Comrade Lu Jiang?" Chen Lancheng pondered for a moment, "Let our department discuss it and give you a reply in a few days. You know, this application cannot be approved all at once."
Lu Jiang understood, "Then I'll have to trouble Comrade Chen Lancheng and all the comrades."
The approval was not given, but Qiao Desheng came back.
When Qiao Desheng came back and learned about these two pieces of news, he was almost shocked.
Zhuangzhuang was once on the verge of death, and Feng Qingxue has now applied for discharge from the army. Neither of them is a trivial matter.
Fang Ning sighed, opened Qiao Desheng's luggage bag and sorted it out. When she found it was empty, she knew that he had left all the bedding and clothes to his parents-in-law. She didn't pay much attention to it, as it was originally prepared for them. So she said to him, "Zhuangzhuang fell ill just two days after you left. He fell ill very suddenly and was admitted to the hospital in the early morning. Fortunately, Qingxue found him early and took good care of him, so he was saved. I'm not surprised that Qingxue retired from the army. Her love for her children is too deep and too heavy."
"Okay, Qingxue just woke up and is reading a book." Lu Jiang said.
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The little girl was wearing Feng Qingxue's leather shoes and kept asking, "Mom, do I look good? Fubao is the best looking, right?"
As soon as Fang Ning entered, he saw Feng Qingxue leaning against a pile of folded quilts reading a book. Inside, the triplets were lying side by side, and the four of them were covered with one quilt. Xibao was practicing calligraphy at the desk, while Fubao was walking around on the floor.
Qiao Desheng hummed, "Then I have to go visit, visit Sister Qingxue and Zhuangzhuang. I was not at home before, which was understandable, but now that I'm back, I have to go."
A tapping sound came from Fubao. Fang Ning looked closely and immediately laughed.
He was asking Qiao Desheng, so it was Qiao Desheng who answered. He handed over the two cans of malted milk he had bought when he came here, and said, "I just got home. I heard that my sister-in-law and Zhuangzhuang were sick. I came to see them. Are they feeling better now?"
Lu Jiang was very happy to see Qiao Desheng and Fang Ning and his wife. "When did you come back? I didn't even notice."
"Of course, we'll go together."
Fang Ning said directly: "You guys chat, I'll go to the bedroom to check on Qingxue and the child."
Qiao Desheng glanced at his wife and said with a smile, "It's my duty to help. Besides, you can't visit a patient empty-handed."
"Yes!" Feng Qingxue answered distractedly.
"It's enough for us to just come. What do you want to send? Comrade Fang Ning helped us a lot when we were in the hospital."
Xi Bao rolled her eyes and muttered while writing: "Mom, I want to play too."
Although Feng Qingxue felt that her son lacked freedom, she still hardened her heart and said, "You can play after you finish practicing calligraphy. You promised Grandpa in the letter that you would practice three large sheets of calligraphy every day and bring them home for Grandpa to check. A man without integrity cannot stand. A gentleman's word is as good as gold. A gentleman's word is as good as gold. A promise is worth a thousand pieces of gold. These are all used to describe the importance of a promise."
"I'm not a gentleman, I'm Xibao!" Xibao's eyes rolled around, but he wrote steadily and finished it in one go.
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Fang Ning leaned over to take a look and was immediately stunned. He couldn't help but exclaimed, "Xibao's handwriting is so beautiful! Qingxue, how did you teach him? He can write so neatly at such a young age, and it's calligraphy. He's only seven years old!"
(End of this chapter)