Chapter 1220 Come to pick up Xi Bao 9
Zhao Xiaoyun was scheduled to set off in two days, first taking a bus to Huaihai City and then heading southeast.
His grandmother had already returned to the Southwest Military Region from her hometown, so he didn't need to get off at her hometown.
After hearing the news, when Lu Jiang came back that night, before Lu's father could take revenge on Lu Zhaodi, he said to Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue, "Tell Xiaoyun tomorrow that Xibao and I will go with him in the car, so as to save the trouble of your troops driving us to the train twice."
"So fast?" Feng Qingxue was caught off guard.
Father Lu whispered, "Your Third Grandfather is not in a good mood. He keeps talking about Xi Bao, saying that after you left last year, God has not been kind to us. Although the autumn harvest was not bad and was just enough to distribute food rations, the reserve grain was almost gone. The summer harvest is about to start in a month or so, and your Third Grandfather is worried that God is angry, so he insisted that I come to pick up Xi Bao, just like last year's summer harvest. He is very worried that it will rain during the harvest, resulting in a reduction in crop yields."
Feng Qingxue said helplessly: "Dad, it really has nothing to do with Xi Bao. God doesn't have such a good relationship with him."
"Not so good? If not so good, why did you give Zhuangzhuang Xibao's clothes and swaddling clothes, while Dundun and Xiongxiong sometimes wore new ones and sometimes wore Fubao's. I never saw Xibao's." Father Lu pointed out the obvious differences between the triplets. When mentioning Xiongxiong's nickname, he frowned, "I remember we named him Xiong, which means hero and mighty. Xiongxiong sounds so bad, how did you pick these two words? There are obviously many nice nicknames."
"He's just old. As you all know, he must not have as much energy as before he came. I gave them some rice and flour so that they can cook for themselves." Grandpa Lu San has a large family, and every year he exchanges fine grains for coarse grains. Even so, the whole family can't even have two meals a day during the slack season, so naturally there is no fine grain at home.
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"Everyone says Xibao has a good life and good luck. Dad, please bring Xibao home and let Third Grandpa share some of his luck and live longer. If Third Grandpa really gets better, don't let him forget Xibao." Feng Qingxue said this, but she still couldn't bear to let him go. "When the triplets are older and Zhuangzhuang is better, let Acheng come and take us home to live for a while."
After hearing this, Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue sighed in unison.
"It's just a nickname. It doesn't matter if it sounds good or bad. I almost named him Caibao!" Lu Jiang said confidently, and then asked, "How is Third Grandpa? What does Guan Cheng say?"
She has retired now and doesn't need to stay in the army every day.
Feng Qingxue coughed and looked at the roof.
Father Lu smiled and said, "When you go back, the house will be lively. When I came here, many people asked me to see what triplets look like for them and tell them when I get back. We haven't had triplets in Wanglou Brigade for a hundred years."
He does have twins. Wang Zhengguo’s youngest son gave birth to a pair of twin granddaughters, who are three years old this year.
But how can twins compare to triplets? There is only one less person!
It’s just that Zhuangzhuang’s health is too poor. Seeing Zhuangzhuang like this, Lu’s father sometimes thinks that he is not as good as the twins. At least they are much healthier physically. Unlike Zhuangzhuang, he is so scared that he dare not even let the wind blow him.
The swaddling clothes and diapers were all Xibao’s old things, and Feng Qingxue’s thoughts were the same as what Lu’s father had guessed.
She hoped that Xi Bao's luck would be as good as what the blind man Shan said, and that it would protect Zhuang Zhuang.
(End of this chapter)