Chapter 1653 Young Wang Zhao 1
Before we knew it, 73 years had come to an end and it was also the twelfth lunar month.
Wucheng was still covered in ice and snow, and the snow piles shoveled by the soldiers on both sides of the road did not melt for a long time.
Although there are only more than 560 soldiers left from the first batch of special forces and they are still undergoing various trainings, the 2,000 recruits from the second batch have arrived successfully. Feng Qingxue is busy again. Fortunately, there are not many soldiers injured recently, and they are just some minor illnesses that are not difficult to solve. So she can stay at home and relax on New Year's Day with Lu Jiang, who has no work arrangements.
The night before New Year’s Day is Laba Festival. We eat Laba porridge in the morning and heat up the leftovers in the evening.
Feng Qingxue had already prepared the materials for her participation in the medical exchange meeting. Seeing that a few children had nothing to do and seemed ignorant of the sufferings of the world, she wanted to take them to the orphanage to see the poor lives of those children.
Lu Jiang pondered for a moment and said, "Okay, we should let them know how hard it is to have enough food and clothing."
The brothers Lu Tianjun and Guan Cheng all suffered from being poorly clothed and hungry when they were young, including Feng Qingyun. But since Xibao and the next five children, not to mention suffering, even eating a mouthful of coarse grains would make their throats sore, and the elderly people would feel very distressed. Normally, coarse and fine grains were mixed together when cooking at home, so they naturally could not feel the difference between coarse grains and fine grains.
Fifty yuan per month was given as living expenses for Dang Nian'en, but in fact Dang Nian'en could not spend that much.
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"When the time comes, don't forget to instruct the canteen to just cook their usual meals, and not prepare them just because we're here."
The next morning, before daybreak, Feng Qingxue dragged the five children out of bed and patted Lu Erxiong, who was still lying in bed and refused to get up. "Little lazy bastards, get up. Mom and Dad will take you out to broaden your horizons."
When he heard that he could go out and play, Lu Erxiong's mind suddenly became clear.
They are all decisive people who take action once they make a decision.
"Before you go, get some money and give it to Director Lin so that the children in the orphanage can have a better Spring Festival." Not more, not less, two hundred will be enough. Together with the money given this year, it will be eight hundred yuan. In addition, prepare some food.
Biscuits and the like are too luxurious. Regardless of whether they are full or not, just prepare 400 meat buns. There are less than 200 children, so each of them can have two.
Lu Jiang nodded, "Then let's go early tomorrow morning and buy buns from a few more state-owned restaurants. We can't buy out all the buns in one restaurant. We'll have lunch with the children at the orphanage at noon and give some food coupons to the orphanage cafeteria."
Although the military compound has all the facilities, and they are even better than those outside, children always yearn for the sky outside, and always feel that the world outside is bigger and the people and things are more interesting.
This time, two jeeps were driven, carrying a family of seven, two guards driving the cars, and Ye Yan.
After entering Wucheng, the car stopped in front of a state-owned restaurant. Lu Jiang and the guard went to buy buns, while Feng Qingxue and the triplets sat in a car at the back waiting. Dun Dun and Zhuang Zhuang were fine, as their usual studies had calmed them down. But Lu Er Xiong felt like he had a needle stuck in his butt, twisting and turning, "I want to get off the car and play with Dad."
Feng Qingxue gathered Zhuangzhuang's scarf and held his forehead with his hand, saying, "Okay, when we go to the next state-owned restaurant, I'll let Uncle Liu Ran take you down. Don't complain about being cold. I won't care if you get frozen."
"Okay!" Lu Erxiong said loudly, "I'm not afraid of the cold at all!"
(End of this chapter)