The next day, Feng Qingxue steamed two pots of black-flour wild vegetable steamed buns and made some dumplings with wild shepherd's purse.

Add some chopped oil residue to make the dumpling filling extra fragrant.

She kept a portion for herself, and sent the rest to the Lu family, along with other food that she had taken out from the space in advance. Because she brought Feng Qingyun with her this time, it was not convenient to take it out halfway.

The weather has warmed up, and before the spring ploughing begins, every household is busy digging wild vegetables to fill their stomachs, and my second uncle's family is no exception.

Unexpectedly, when the two sisters arrived at the cowshed, they saw Chen Ming and Xu Aiguo helping Lu's father cut grass, busy as a chute.

Behind the two men were piles of tall weeds and leftover corn stalks and sweet potato vines from the winter.

Chen Ming pressed down the handle of the guillotine with one hand, and when he saw Feng Qingxue, he stopped immediately, "My sister-in-law is here! Uncle Lu, Uncle Lu, come out quickly, my sister-in-law is here!"

Although Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue are not married, he still calls her his younger sister-in-law.

He once told his wife Xiaohong that except Feng Qingxue, no one was worthy of Lu Jiang. If Lu Jiang dared to let her down, he would never be able to hold his head up for the rest of his life. What a nice girl! She took care of the elderly and children at home, took care of her comrades and relatives, and also cared about him on the battlefield.

Xu Aiguo also knew it and envied Lu Jiang a lot.

Father Lu hurried out holding an enamel pot with five red characters "Serve the People" printed on a white background. Seeing that it was Feng Qingxue with her sister, he was immediately very happy, "Xue girl is here, come over and have a drink of water and rest your feet."

He then stuffed the enamel pot that he was going to give to Chen Ming and Xu Aiguo into Feng Qingxue's hands.

At the same time, he took the backpack and bamboo basket that Feng Qingxue brought, and his hands suddenly felt heavy, "You kid, you brought so many things again! I've told you many times that there is enough food at home, and we just need to fill our stomachs, so don't work too hard." In particular, he had already learned from Chen Ming about his son's war and Feng Qingxue's words and deeds afterwards.

To be honest, he had no choice but to send his son to the army. As long as he went to war, his life or death was uncertain. He only had this one son left. Wasn't he sad? He was sad, but he couldn't show it because other people's sons were also on the battlefield.

"Brother Chen and Brother Aiguo are here to help Uncle Lu with his work? I'll go cook two dishes so we can have a good lunch!"

"Thank you for your hard work." Father Lu brought the things to the kitchen.

"What's the hardship? You're so polite."

It was getting late, Feng Qingxue went into the kitchen, put on an apron and started to work.

She didn't know that Chen Ming and Xu Aiguo were coming, so she only prepared some pancakes, steamed buns, pickles, and salted duck eggs for Lu's father and his two grandchildren. After all, the weather was getting warmer, and many foods did not last long.

She pretended to take something out of the backpack, but in fact she took out a piece of bacon and a bag of spiced peanuts from the space.

After a whole winter of consumption, the Lu family had little vegetables left.

Feng Qingxue searched for a long time before she finally cut a handful of garlic sprouts from a broken jar in the corner. At noon, she used the garlic sprouts to stir-fry a plate of eggs, and also fried a plate of bacon with red dried peppers and ginger slices. She also boiled and cut the salted duck eggs into another plate, and put a plate of spiced peanuts. It was a rich and fragrant meal that made Chen Ming and Xu Aiguo's stomachs growl after they finished their work.

"When you're done, wash your hands and eat!" After the water in the pot boiled, Feng Qingxue poured the dumplings she brought into the pot.

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After the dumplings were cooked, Feng Qingxue took them out and left one plate for Lu Tianjun who did not come back at noon, and served the rest to the table.