Feng Qingxue smiled and sighed. Lu Jiang's thoughtfulness made her feel warm.
In fact, sometimes a secret known only to one person can feel suffocating and you worry all the time that the secret might leak out in your sleep.
"I just put the more valuable things into the space. The space is like this Sumeru mustard seed."
Feng Qingxue's mind moved, and the box of jewelry appeared in front of Lu Jiang. Lu Jiang was shocked by the thing that appeared out of nowhere. Fortunately, his wife reminded him and he did not lose his composure.
“So magical?”
Lu Jiang widened his eyes, reached out to touch the box, opened it and saw that it indeed contained the jewelry that he and his father had given her.
Feng Qingxue touched the box with her finger and it disappeared immediately, which once again amazed Lu Jiang.
"Will it have a bad influence on you?" After seeing the magic of space, Lu Jiang became even more worried. He looked at his wife nervously, afraid that her answer would confirm his worries.
Feng Qingxue shook her head, "Probably not."
"Should? You're not even sure yourself, yet you're so bold to use it and hide things in it?"
"When people are starving to death, what else would they worry about?" Feng Qingxue smiled gently, then put her hand on the back of his hand and shook it gently, "Don't worry, Jiang, I have experimented many times, and the space has not brought me any bad effects. On the contrary, my family and I have no worries about food and clothing from now on. Although I don't understand what virtues I accumulated in my previous life to deserve such a great gift from heaven, I will make good use of the space to live, and I am willing to help those who I can."
Lu Jiang hugged her tightly and said, "You must have been a good person in your previous life to have such a blessing."
"I don't know. But I am very grateful to God for letting me meet you and giving me space. At least, I can ensure that my family and my children will never go hungry or cold!"
"I am also very grateful to God for letting me meet you!" Lu Jiang said without hesitation.
The couple hugged each other quietly without saying a word, but the room was full of warmth and tender affection.
"Is the bulletproof vest you gave me before also from the space?" Lu Jiang asked in a low voice after a long time.
Feng Qingxue nodded, "I couldn't explain the source at the time, so I could only make up a story to deceive Master Ye and the others."
"You lied well! You can't tell them the truth!" Lu Jiang said directly, and then explained: "What happened to you is too magical. Apart from me, don't let anyone else know, including our father. Remember? Our father is very smart and wise. He must have murmured in his heart, but he will never ask. You don't have to hide the supplies you brought home from him, and you don't have to explain deliberately. He will definitely not say anything. For outsiders and other people, you still have to put all the sources of supplies on me. After I return to the army, I will send you money, letters, and things every month to cover up your tracks."
Lu Jiang was worried that others would find out, so he continued, "You do have a lot of supplies, so I'll contact some of my comrades who are currently in contact with me and write to them to ask if we can exchange our supplies for their specialties. If they agree, I'll write their contact information in the letter and send it to you. You can hide it from the people you know and send it directly to them. They will send the specialties to you, and you can add some things on the way home, and no one outside will know."