"Since he has saved his life, I feel relieved. Will he suffer any disability?"

For more than two months, Wang Fengqiao was worried to death.

Although soldiers are worthy of respect, how can Lu Jiang, who is disabled, be worthy of his beautiful niece? However, thinking of his niece's temperament, he felt that even if Lu Jiang was disabled, she would not abandon him.

Feng Qingxue said seriously: "I've asked the doctor, as long as the shrapnel in the arms and legs is removed and the patient recovers, he will be fine."

"That's good, that's good." Wang Fengqiao patted her chest, "Then take Xiaoyun home. I estimate that in a few days the Lu family will ask me to come to your house to discuss the wedding date with you." She should also prepare to add makeup to Feng Qingxue.

Hearing this, Feng Qingxue's face turned red again, "Auntie!"

"Okay, okay, I won't say anything more. Go away now. I won't keep you here any longer!"

Feng Qingxue left her two cans of malted milk, which were given to her by Lu Jiang's comrades when they came to visit Lu Jiang. Lu Jiang didn't like to drink it, and Feng Qingxue didn't like it either, so she brought them back and Lu Jiang asked Niu Yibao to fill them for her.

Wang Fengqiao refused several times and had no choice but to accept it.

When they got home, Wang Zhengguo drove away in a mule cart, and Feng Qingyun instantly became lively.

"Sister, sister, I sent a message to Second Aunt. Second Aunt has cleaned the room for us and dried the quilts!"

Feng Qingxue took a look and found that the house was indeed clean and tidy, without a speck of dust. However, there were various dried and pickled vegetables in the west kitchen. Upon closer inspection, she found that they were all grown in her own vegetable garden.

When I came out and looked at the vegetable garden, I saw that sweet potatoes and potatoes had already been planted.

I took two cans of malted milk to thank Aunt Feng. Aunt Feng, who was playing with her grandson because the busy farming season had just ended, smiled and said, "You've been gone for two or three months, and Xiaoyun is living with your aunt. I thought it would be a pity to let these vegetables get old, so without your consent, your sister-in-law and I pickled what could be pickled, dried what could be dried, and saved them for the winter."

Feng Qingxue was extremely grateful, "Thank you, auntie, and thank you, sister-in-law."

"Why should we thank you? We have benefited a lot from you this year!" Aunt Feng saw the two cans of malted milk she brought and said hurriedly, "I heard that Lu Jiang was injured in the war. You should give it to him to replenish his body. Why give it to us?"

"Aunt has already said that we are family, so why should we be polite to each other? Lu Jiang doesn't like to drink, so he brought back all the wine given by his comrades-in-arms, saying that he would give it to relatives and friends to try, in case he needs to trouble them in the future!" These were indeed what Lu Jiang said. He had to build good relationships with his wife, father, nephew and others when he was injured and respected by everyone, so that he would suffer less grievances due to his bad background in the future.

Feng Qingxue looked at the baby in Second Aunt's arms. He was dark and thin, not fat at all. She said softly, "Aunt has a little baby at home. Give malted milk to sister-in-law to drink. Add some milk to feed the little baby."

Aunt Feng did not refuse. She thought so too. She also felt sorry for her daughter-in-law because her grandson was so thin due to her low milk supply.

However, she couldn't take her niece's things for free. Now that her niece was getting married soon, Second Aunt Feng thought of giving Feng Qingxue a quilt cover and quilt lining from her dowry as a dowry.

Feng Qingxue returned home and sorted out the things she had brought.

A pair of hot red iron kettles, a pair of enamel basins with white background and red flowers with the words "The East is Red" printed on them, a pair of white enamel vats with the five words "Working People are the Most Glorious" printed on them, a pair of red pillowcases with dragon and phoenix patterns, a bundle of cloth woven and dyed by ethnic minorities in the southwest region, etc., were all given to her as dowry by the doctors and nurses who had worked with her.