After sending you thousands of miles away, we must eventually say goodbye.
Feng Qingxue watched Lu Jiang walk into the train station, looking back every few steps. She felt lost. She stood there for a while, then turned around and saw Lu's father turning his back to Lu Jiang, wiping his face with his hand, his thin body trembling slightly.
I guess the old man couldn’t bear to part with his only son, right?
After all, Father Lu had experienced many separations, so he quickly calmed down and recovered as before. If you didn't look carefully, you couldn't tell that his eyes were red.
"Let's go back. It's so cold. Don't let our little Mauni get cold."
The little Mauni he was referring to was none other than Feng Qingyun, who immediately responded with a big smile.
There are no girls in the Lu family, and Lu's father particularly likes Feng Qingyun, who has a chubby and pink face, and he hugged her in his arms and got into the car.
With one person missing, the mule cart seemed half empty.
Not to mention Father Lu and Feng Qingxue, even Wang Zhengguo felt a little sad in his heart. Just when he was about to find a topic to divert Father Lu's bad mood, he saw Father Lu take out a gray cloth bag from the pocket of his military coat and handed it directly to Feng Qingxue. The cloth bag was bulging, and no one knew what was wrapped in it.
"Uncle Lu, what is this?" Feng Qingxue was confused.
"Before Jiang left, he left some of his money and tickets for me to give to you. Buy more food and daily necessities with them in the future. Don't put yourself in a difficult position." Father Lu said, and then added, "I was going to give it to you in person, but I was afraid you wouldn't want it. Now that he's in the car, I'm giving you what he asked me to pass on. Don't even think about giving it back to me. I won't take it even if you give it to me."
He blinked at Feng Qingxue as he spoke, and Feng Qingxue immediately understood that this was a cover-up for the scarce supplies that Lu's father and Lu Jiang had brought back for her using money and tickets!
Later, when I take the things out, I can say that I bought them with the tickets and money given by Lu Jiang, and no one will doubt it.
Even if it was a cover-up, the money and bills Lu Jiang left for her were quite a lot. When the cloth bag was opened, a large stack of Da Tuanjie and a thick stack of bills were revealed. At first glance, it seemed that the money was at least eight hundred, if not a thousand.
Wang Zhengguo was happy for his niece, as it showed that Lu Jiang was always thinking about her.
Feng Qingxue thought that she would send food and daily necessities to Mr. Lu and his grandchildren often in the future, so she accepted the money and tickets frankly, but she still declined a few times on the surface. Mr. Lu was unwilling to take it back no matter what, so she pretended to be embarrassed and wrapped it up and put it in her canvas bag.
"Uncle Lu, I'll take it. If you need it, send Tianjun to tell me."
“Okay, okay!”
Father Lu was already very satisfied with her and never said a word of disapproval.
Feng Qingxue packed two large bags with food and clothes, but he refused to open them. Father Lu was happy for his son, as it showed that Feng Qingxue really cared about him, otherwise she wouldn't have been so attentive.
He and Lu Jiang were not good at cooking, so this time, in addition to spare clothes, kettles, enamel pots, bowls and chopsticks, Lu Jiang bought ten steamed buns from a state-owned restaurant and took them with him. He planned to use the remaining food coupons on him to buy more food on the train to fill his stomach, which would be enough for him to support him until he reached the army.
Now that he has the food made by Feng Qingxue, Lu Jiang doesn’t have to buy meals.
When it was time to eat, he opened the bag and saw food after food in front of him. A young man on the next bunk couldn't help but sniff and look at him with envy.
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"Brother Lu, you brought so much food?"