"Lu Jiang's wife is pregnant, right? Congratulations!"

"How long has it been? I didn't even hear you tell me. You're so stupid. You're pregnant, yet you're still delivering babies."

"I can tell at a glance that you are blessed. You got it right after you got married. You will give birth to a fat boy next year."

Amid everyone's congratulations, Feng Qingxue saw Niu Xiuying constantly rubbing corn.

She was wearing a patched hat and her shirt sleeves were rolled up to her elbows. Occasionally, the sound of a baby crying could be heard from the bamboo basket at her feet. The way she was rubbing corn did not look like a woman who had just given birth less than ten days ago.

Niu Xiuying was rubbing the corn while patting the children in the basket. She was working so hard!

Feng Qingxue was filled with emotion and admired them sincerely.

Wang Fengqiao noticed the look in her niece's eyes, glanced at Niu Xiuying, turned back and smiled at her, "During the busy farming season, any daughter-in-law who can stay in the confinement for a full month is a very blessed woman. Usually, she goes to work in the fields a few days after giving birth. But don't worry, when you give birth, I will take care of you during the confinement and the full month. Anyway, your Lu Jiang loves you and doesn't care about the work points you earn from working in the fields. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been asking your uncle for help all the way before he left, for fear of tiring you."

At that time, she guessed that Feng Qingxue might be pregnant, and told several sisters-in-law privately, but they didn't quite believe it. Do they believe it now?

Pregnant women look completely different than non-pregnant women.

Feng Qingxue smiled, feeling sweet in her heart, "I'll trouble you, aunt, when the time comes!" She had the conditions not to be like women like Niu Xiuying, and would never work as hard as they did when the time came or a few days after giving birth.

You must sit during the confinement period, and you must sit for a full 42 days.

There are no female elders at home, so preparations need to be made in advance. There is no need to worry about the baby's clothes and diapers, as there is enough cloth in the space. Father Lu and several nephews can help with the washing, so there is no need to worry. It is just that it is more troublesome to change clothes after giving birth.

"Lu Jiang has been away for quite some time. Isn't it time for him to join the army?" Wang Fengqiao asked.

Feng Qingxue nodded, "We've arrived a long time ago."

She received a telegram from Lu Jiang more than half a month ago. He took a ten-day train ride to return to the army and arrived safely. Then he went to the hospital for a follow-up examination. There has been no news about him recently, and she doesn't know how his recovery is going. She also doesn't know whether he has followed Wu Zheng's instructions and asked Doctor Guo or Guo Xiuying to help him with acupuncture and massage for his newly healed arms and legs.

As they were chatting, Wang Zhengguo came over and said, "Xue, there are your letters and packages. The postman delivered them directly to our brigade."

Feng Qingxue was stunned. At first she thought it was from Lu Jiang, but when she took it home she found out it was sent by Lu Jiang’s comrade-in-arms.

His comrade was called Hu Ping. He briefly introduced himself and his situation in the letter. He was currently working in a forest farm in the northeast. Lu Jiang wanted to get some good things for his wife to nourish her body, so he sent her a lot of local specialties, including a large bag of pine nuts, a large bag of hazelnuts, a large bag of dried black fungus, a dried wild boar leg, two dried pheasants, and half a dried roe deer.

Their place is close to deep mountains and old forests, which can be said to be a natural treasure trove. They often find food in the mountains and never go hungry.

He didn't say what he needed. Feng Qingxue thought about it and went to the city on the pretext of asking Wu Zheng to diagnose her pulse. She sent Hu Ping 30 kilograms of cornmeal and 20 kilograms of flour, saying that her hometown had a good harvest this year and had surplus grain to exchange for supplies.

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The temperature dropped by more than ten degrees in an instant. It will rain today. It is so cold and gloomy. Many people have caught colds. Fortunately, we went early, otherwise there would be no seats.