Chapter 1881: A Visitor from the Northwest 3
Lu Erxiong expressed regret for not getting support.
Seeing Li Jiaoyang opening the letter, the little guy immediately came over and stood on tiptoe, "Uncle, what did my aunt say in the letter? Did she say any gift for me? I'm really curious!" He emphasized his tone.
Li Jiaoyang immediately covered the unfolded letter with his palm and turned half sideways to prevent him from seeing it.
"Stingy!" Lu Erxiong muttered and his heels landed on the ground.
Li Jiaoyang knew Erxiong's character and didn't care. He read through a few letters hastily, carefully put the letters back into their envelopes and stuffed them into his pocket, preparing to go back and review them a few times before saying to Lu Erxiong, "Your aunt didn't say in the letter what gift she gave you, but she did prepare gifts for you."
Fubao didn't care about the gift, but asked her what to get back.
Li Jiaoyang showed a faint smile on his face, "Next year, your aunt will be back next year, probably in the middle of the year."
The last time he received a letter from Feng Qingyun was more than a month ago, but the letter was sent in the middle of the year, saying that she would participate in a concert in Hong Kong at the end of the year. This letter still mentioned this matter, saying that when Adrian delivered the things to them, she was probably already in Hong Kong. In addition, she said that she is now singing and acting, making a lot of money, and the things are bought with this money, so her family doesn't need to send her living expenses anymore.
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According to what they had discussed before, Fubao, Dundun and Zhuangzhuang read books and newspapers in the reading room, while Lu Erxiong took Ye Yan to play ball. Li Jiaoyang had to ask the guard to look after the three children who were reading, while he followed Ye Yan, Lu Erxiong and Adrian.
Domestic affairs are known to all foreign countries. Feng Qingyun also understands the domestic situation, so he plans to return home.
The children only knew simple French, which was far less proficient than Li Jiaoyang, and they communicated more smoothly with Adrian.
In fact, Feng Qingyun had stopped letting him send her living expenses a long time ago. This was just the fourth time he reiterated it, probably because he had received the money he had sent again.
There are many senior officials and foreign friends in the club, some are walking, some are swimming, some are playing ball, some are reading, and some are dancing, scattered in various areas of the club.
Hearing that there was a gift to be won, Lu Erxiong stopped asking. What was his would definitely come to him anyway. "Then let's go to the club together. I've been talking about it for a whole day and night and it hasn't happened yet!"
The sudden appearance of a few children actually attracts a lot of attention.
There is no need to tell the children about this.
Li Jiaoyang was well aware of the Lu family's protection of their children. When they were out, they would never let the child out of their sight unless necessary. Even with Xia Shuhuai's guards following them, he still felt uneasy. So he simply took a day off today. He put the suitcase in the child's room and went to the club with them, waiting for his aunt to return.
Even if we keep talking about breaking down classes, we cannot eliminate the classes that have existed since ancient times.
Ye Yan and the Lu family's children have lived in the army since they were young, and have lived in Wanglou Brigade in the past two years. They have not deliberately squeezed into the upper circles. To the senior cadres who are currently appearing in the club, they are really strangers than green hands.
"Whose child is that? Why haven't I seen him before? Is he from Xia's family?" Someone noticed the guard who was taking care of Fubao and his siblings.
The person who spoke was a soldier in his fifties wearing an old military coat. He had a long face, thick eyebrows, bright eyes, dark and cracked skin, and a face full of wrinkles. His temples were gray, showing his vicissitudes of life.
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(End of this chapter)