Chapter 1663 A Transfer Order 1
The exchange meeting is scheduled for March and will be held in the United States. The medical university that invited Feng Qingxue will be the host. The date is set for March 6th to March 8th, a three-day period. Feng Qingxue only needs to arrive at the destination a few days in advance.
Therefore, after preparing the information, she didn't need to make any other preparations. Even packing her luggage had to be done before leaving in late February.
New Year's Day had just passed, but Lu Jiang became busy without any warning. The South China Sea had entered a state of preparation for war, so naturally, special attention had to be paid to the security of the border and the capital. After all, many countries outside were eyeing their territory. Feng Qingxue, however, took advantage of the approaching New Year and was not too busy, so she quickly made cotton clothes for Wang Zhao after get off work.
Originally, Wang Cuilan said she would do it, but she was old after all and had to look after the children every day, so Feng Qingxue did not let her work hard.
The lining of the cotton-padded jacket and trousers was made of new cloth, with new cotton stuffed in the middle, but the outer layer was taken from Xibao's old cotton-padded jacket, which was washed clean and had no patches. The jacket and trousers covering the cotton-padded jacket were also Xibao's clothes, and they were given to Wang Zhao so that he would not be noticeable when he wore them.
Although Xi Bao is three years younger than Wang Zhao, Wang Zhao is about the same height as Xi Bao, but Wang Zhao is a lot thinner than Xi Bao.
There are too many children in the orphanage, and it would be inappropriate to buy Wang Zhao a brand new outfit out of consideration for their old friendship.
Having just cut the thread on his trouser leg, Lu Jiang, who had not been home for two days, returned home in the dark.
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Yesterday I asked Zhu Lei to tell the logistics staff who delivered the meat and vegetables, and they delivered a large piece of pork belly in the morning.
The other children were dressed in rags, but Wang Zhao was the only one who looked brand new. Even if he had nothing to do, he would still cause trouble and give people something to talk about against Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue. Giving them two sets of old clothes would make a difference.
The dumplings stuffed with cabbage and pork were not finished during the day and the remaining ones were frozen in a basket under the eaves.
After dinner, the old people and children went back to their rooms early. Some read books, some went to sleep. Only Feng Qingxue continued to work under the lamp. "Have you eaten? If not, I'll make you a bowl of dumplings."
Each person's monthly pork supply is one kilogram. Their family of seven is registered here, so that means seven kilograms a month, plus Zhu Lei's one kilogram. They bought half of it first, and then mixed in some meat from the space, just to have a meal of dumplings.
Lu Jiang knew all the trivial matters at home, but he had already eaten in the cafeteria, so he held the documents in one hand and rubbed his frowning brows with the other. "Comrade Feng Qingxue, I have just finished my meal and I have some news to bring you that will disrupt your plan to go abroad."
Feng Qingxue was stunned, her eyes fell on her husband's no longer young face, "What news?"
"I just received a telegram from above. The Southeast Military Region is seconding you there." Lu Jiang slid his fingers down, pinched the bridge of his nose, and then lowered his voice, "We all know what the situation is in the South China Sea. Even if our country wins the final naval battle, there will definitely be casualties. It's not as safe as here. I'm worried about letting you go there."
So, I can't go abroad? This was Feng Qingxue's first thought.
"Of course, we follow the country's orders. It's fine if we can't go abroad, but there will be opportunities in the future." Feng Qingxue felt a little regretful, but her duty prevailed and she comforted Lu Jiang, "The doctor won't be on the battlefield, so don't worry too much. But how did you think of seconding me? How long will I be gone? When can I come back?"
(End of this chapter)