Chapter 324 Prepare for a Rainy Day 2

First, Lu Jiang’s salary and food coupons were used to support the families of his fallen comrades in the name of the army.

What happened to Song Gang served as a wake-up call to Lu Jiang. After Commander Ye told Lu Jiang, even though Feng Qingxue had never complained about Lu Jiang's trouble-making behavior in her letters, Lu Jiang's letters to her were still full of apologies, saying that he had not considered it carefully enough. He immediately came up with the above remedy, which he sent directly from the army without leaving any information about himself and his wife.

He still felt sorry for the families of his comrades, and Feng Qingxue had no objection to this.

Secondly, Feng Qingxue no longer used food to exchange for jewelry and antiques when going to the black market, but spent money instead.

The owners of jewelry and antiques that cannot be exchanged at the bank can use the money to buy food on the black market. After all, the majority of people who sell food for money are old farmers in the countryside.

And those people had to exchange jewelry and antiques for food, wasn't it because they couldn't sell them?

The only time I couldn't hide my personal information was when trading supplies with my comrades. Fortunately, most of them didn't know each other.

Moved by the honesty of her comrades, Feng Qingxue took advantage of the clear weather and easy roads to go into the city alone under the pretext of seeing Wu Zheng taking her pulse. She disguised herself and sent them some coarse and fine grains. After thinking it over, she sent some cloth, cotton, brown sugar, and salt, and also some modified frostbite and bruises medicine.

With the dried meat, people ate less grain, so there was no loss in food.

Feng Qingxue no longer helped people casually. She was pregnant and went out less often, so she saw fewer poor people. She thought, out of sight, out of mind, and had no guilt. In Wanglou Brigade, she acted as if there was not enough food for all the family members, and often sighed in front of others. After a long time, everyone knew that their family was not having a good time.

That's what she said, but on the morning of New Year's Eve, Feng Qingxue opened the door and almost stepped on the person at the door.

A young man collapsed at the door of his own house. He was wearing thin and tattered clothes and covered in dust. One hand held a broken bowl and the other hand was as if he was knocking on the door. It seemed that he fainted before he knocked on the door.

There was a light snow in the latter part of the night, and a thin layer of snow fell on him.

"Tianjun, Acheng, come quickly!"

Feng Qingxue felt his breath and found it very weak. She then touched his chest and found his heart was still beating and there was residual heat. She hurriedly called her nephew to come and carry him to the east room. She first gave him a few sips of hot water, then rubbed his chest and hands and feet vigorously with wine, and finally saved his life.

When the young man woke up, he saw Feng Qingxue standing beside the bed. Although she was dressed simply, she had a plump body, fair skin, long eyebrows and dimples. She looked like the most beautiful woman in the Republic of China, which was a feast for the eyes.

He immediately opened his eyes wide and stared at Feng Qingxue blankly.

"You...I..."

"Hey, are you awake?" Lu Tianjun stretched out his hand in front of him and waved it, then spread out his five fingers. "What time is this?"

"five!"

After answering this childish question, the young man tried to sit up, but he was too weak to do so. He lay on his back on the bed with a very depressed look on his face.

Guan Cheng brought a bowl of brown rice porridge to him and said, "Eat something first!" He then handed him a cornmeal steamed bun.

The young man didn't know where he got the strength to sit up. He took the bowl and drank it all in one gulp. He wolfed down the steamed bread and said while burping, "I'm He Hongjun. Thank you for saving my life. Thank you so much!"

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

As he spoke, he did not forget to bow to them.

(End of this chapter)