Chapter 357 Life Trivia 1

Lu Jiang got out of bed angrily, dressed, opened the door, and went to make breakfast.

The little fat boy refused to leave his mother's arms. Whenever he saw Lu Jiang's dark face, he would burst into tears. He cried so hard that his tears flowed like a river and his nose was filled with big bubbles.

The children, who usually went to bed early and got up early, were startled and accused at the same time: "Uncle (brother-in-law), how could you make Xibao cry?"

Yes! The little fat boy kept burping.

"Yes, yes, he is my ancestor! My little ancestor!" Lu Jiang said unhappily, and ordered his two older nephews to go to the kitchen to help him wash rice, vegetables and boil the pot. He cooked porridge with dried sweet potatoes and brown rice, and steamed cornmeal and white flour rolls on the sieve, and fried some pickled cabbage with red peppers.

"Uncle, don't forget to steam eggs for Xibao! Xibao eats egg custard every morning." Lu Tianjun reminded.

Guan Cheng quickly handed Lu Jiang a white-bottomed porcelain bowl with colorful patterns that was specially made for HiPP, and at the same time took out an egg and taught him how to beat the egg into the bowl, how much water to add, without adding any salt or seasoning, and then put the lid on it and put it on the sieve.

"It's such a small bowl, with only one egg in it. How can Xibao be full? He's so fat, and you can tell he has a good appetite."

Lu Tianjun stuffed a few corn cobs into the stove and looked up at him, "Uncle, don't think Xi Bao is a big eater like you. He's so young, of course he eats less!"

"Yes, yes, you are both right!" Lu Jiang admitted defeat. "I will go fetch some water. You guys keep an eye on the rice in the pot and make sure it doesn't spill."

"Go!" Lu Tianjun and Guan Cheng waved their hands at the same time.

Lu Jiang filled two tanks with water, boiled a pot of hot water and washed Xibao's clothes, diapers and his own clothes. After washing, he hung them on the hemp rope in the house. Then he walked on the snow to fetch water, preparing to fill the large tanks again.

On the way back, he met Wang Zhengguo who had gotten up early and was strolling around. He squinted at him for a long time before recognizing him. "I was wondering who this person was from Qingxue's house. It turned out to be you. Lu Jiang, why are you so thin? Not to mention being dark, you're also thin, as thin as a stick. Your Qingxue must be heartbroken when she sees you, right?"

"Uncle!" Lu Jiang put down the carrying pole with a smile, rummaged through his pocket, took out a pack of Daqianmen cigarettes, and handed a cigarette to Wang Zhengguo.

At the same time, he took out a box of matches and lit the fire for Wang Zhengguo.

Wang Zhengguo took two puffs of his cigarette and said, "When did you come back? You just came down from the battlefield, right? Otherwise, your troops provide food and accommodation, and no matter how much you train, you won't be so thin, with so many wounds on your face."

Lu Jiang did not deny it. "I just got home yesterday. When I was not at home, Dad and Qingxue were taken care of by my uncle."

"Well! You fought bravely on the front line. If I can't even protect the lives of your family, I, as the branch secretary and team leader, will have to step down and let others take over!" Wang Zhengguo didn't want to take credit for himself, so he quickly changed the subject. "I went to the commune the other day and heard that they will start recruiting soldiers next spring. Did you know about this?"

Lu Jiang smiled, "I just came back from the border and went straight home. I really haven't heard about the recruitment, but it starts on March 1st every year. Uncle, are you asking about this to get a few conscription quotas for our production team?"

The living conditions in Wanglou Brigade are good, and the possibility of passing the physical examination is very high.

Wang Zhengguo shook his head. "Let it be. I will accept the quotas that are allocated by the higher authorities. Besides, some young men are willing to join the army, but some may not."

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

(End of this chapter)