Chapter 1756: I Can’t Obey Your Order 3
Although he was too busy to show his love for his daughter, no one would doubt that Lu Jiang loved his daughter. When he suddenly heard Su Jiaojiao bullying Fubao like this, a layer of anger flashed across Lu Jiang's face.
He worked hard, firstly for the country and the people, and secondly to ensure that his family would have enough food and clothing and no worries about anything.
When he was busy, someone targeted his son and bullied his daughter. How could he not be angry? If he hadn't had some sense, he would have wanted to ask Su Junshu and his son and daughter-in-law how they raised their children.
Feng Qingxue touched his arm and said, "Don't be angry. There is still a long time to go."
As people who understand history and know the birth and death dates of many of their predecessors, what is there to be unhappy about?
Lu Jiang hummed softly, "Buy tickets for Dad and Xi Bao to go home tomorrow. Stay here to avoid any trouble. We are not afraid of thieves stealing, but we are afraid of thieves thinking about it. They are shameless, but we can't let the jade bottle be damaged because of a mouse."
Xi Bao is like a white jade bottle in front of a Bodhisattva, and cannot afford any mistakes.
Feng Qingxue was very sad as they had to face separation just a few days after being reunited.
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Feng Qingxue's eyes were red. "I will definitely take a long vacation at the end of this year and bring your brother and sister home to celebrate the New Year with you. You and your grandfather won't have to travel thousands of miles."
Xi Bao had no objection. "I miss Grandpa Jin and Grandpa Wen at home, too. I've been having some problems with my studies recently. If Grandpa hadn't been waiting to see Uncle Jiang and say goodbye to him, we would have gone back home after seeing Mom and my brothers and sisters."
Xi Bao glanced at Lu Jiang and said, "That's great. I'll live in Brother Ayu's new bungalow when I go home."
Sometimes, she really wanted her son to stay with her instead of going back to his hometown to study.
"Why only one bungalow was built? Our old house hasn't been rebuilt yet?" Feng Qingxue mentioned this in a letter she received when she was in the South China Sea Fleet. She forgot to ask about this in detail when she replied, but she could probably guess the reason.
"I know, but you've been coming and going all these years and you can't live with your parents, brothers and sisters, and your parents can't take care of you." Feng Qingxue felt especially sorry for this son. Why did she agree to his request to study with the old men in the first place?
As expected, Xi Bao said, "Grandpa thinks it's too ostentatious. Let's build it two years later."
Xi Bao handed the kitchen knife to his father, and he came over and hugged his mother's shoulders, "Mom, don't be like this. It is my blessing to be able to study with my grandparents. I have really learned a lot of unimaginable knowledge, which is a wealth that cannot be described by money. Learning from them, I know how big the sky is and how thick the earth is."
Xi Bao smiled and said, "I can take care of myself. I'm not a child."
Feng Qingxue nodded, "It's right to listen to your grandfather."
Xi Bao continued, "Our bungalow is well built, and my cousin is very jealous. She plans to build one next year. I guess my cousin's husband doesn't have enough money. Mom, you have to be prepared for my cousin to ask you for money."
Feng Qingxue smiled and said, "In fact, just ask her to borrow money from your grandfather, and then put more money in your notes."
She and Lu Jiangyuan were away, so all the social interactions that belonged to them at home had to be handled by Lu's father. It seemed insignificant, but the Lu and Wang families had many branches and relatives, and they had to spend a lot of money throughout the year. What's more, they and the old men had to buy paper and pens and other things, and occasionally visit the black market and flea market.
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