Chapter 1898 Return to the Capital 4

Lu Jiang's response was to hand the box to the guard who was driving the car, and then stuffed the children into the car.

"It's very cold outside. The weather forecast says it will snow tonight. If you have anything to say, we can talk when we get home." Lu Jiang pushed Lu Erxiong's head back in, saying, "I'll take care of the things your mother likes. Don't worry about it, kid."

Ye Yan took the triplets in one car, while Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue took Fu Bao in another car.

It was December in the Gregorian calendar and the weather was extremely cold. It took a long time for the car to start.

We drove through half of the capital city and directly into the Xishan compound.

There was a guard every five steps and a sentry every ten steps at the gate. When the car was about to reach the guards, Lu Jiang opened the window, stuck his head out and said, "I brought the children and their mother back."

When the guard saw him, he saluted and let him go immediately without any inspection.

"Isn't a villa just a building? It's just a name. Why do you care so much about it, mom?" Lu Erxiong took the lead and rushed into his new home, "Here I come!"

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Lu Jiang also returned a military salute and then closed the car window.

Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue ignored their son who was yelling and screaming. They washed their hands and asked the child to drink soup with them.

Fubao saw this and exclaimed, "Mom, it's so strict here. It's completely different from when we were in the army."

"Of course, this is the capital, you'll just get used to it in the future." Feng Qingxue had only lived here for a few days before she went back to her hometown on vacation. She was also unfamiliar with this place and needed to integrate into it in the future.

A pretty woman in her thirties, dressed very simply and with short hair, came out of the kitchen. Seeing Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue, she hurriedly said, "Comrades, are you back? Have you brought the children back? It's cold, I made a pot of mutton soup, have a bowl each to warm your body."

Mrs. Zhang smiled but didn't respond.

"Wow, a building!" Lu Erxiong widened his eyes.

Feng Qingxue took off her military coat and hung it on the hanger. She sat on the sofa and felt sore all over. "Mrs. Zhang, let them wash their hands and serve them themselves. You don't have to do everything."

The car stopped in front of a three-story building allocated to their home by the state, and adults and children got off one after another.

With Lu Jiang's level, his family should have had these things as early as the 1960s. Those at the division level and above should have had sofas in the 1950s and televisions in the 1960s. However, the couple understood the country's economic difficulties and the shortage of materials, so they did not want anything except the necessary furniture such as dining tables, wardrobes, and beds. The house they live in now was left by the previous owner, and the furniture has not been moved.

"Mrs. Zhang, thank you for your hard work. One of them is still in my hometown, and I brought the others with me." Feng Qingxue turned around and said to the children, "This Mrs. Zhang is our family's nanny. You guys should get to know each other and don't be rude."

Lu Erxiong saw the TV in the living room and rushed over to turn it on. "Wow, it's in color, Mom, it's in color! And it's bigger than the TV in our house. You didn't even tell me. If you had known, I would have come back earlier."

Mrs. Zhang smiled happily, "Hey, hello, young comrades, please sit down and take a rest. I'll go get some soup."

"Hello, Mrs. Zhang!" The five children bowed in unison, their voices bright and full of energy.

Feng Qingxue corrected: "It's a villa."

"After you finish the soup, I'll take you upstairs to see your room." Lu Jiang said.

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There were no programs on TV now, so Lu Erxiong went to wash his hands obediently, then ran back to sit at the dining table and drink his soup. "Zhuangzhuang, there is too much mutton in your bowl. Give me some, or you won't be able to digest it."

Zhuangzhuang rolled his eyes at him and put the leftover mutton into his mother's bowl.

... Slowly pick up the speed...

(End of this chapter)