Chapter 331: Heading to the Border 1

Because the bones can be stewed several times, everyone can drink the bone soup more often to supplement their nutrition. So after the soup is served, there is no need to remind people. Some people fetch water and pour it into the pot, add firewood to the stove, continue stewing, and prepare to line up for the soup in the evening.

So everyone happily carried their share of meat and soup and walked home.

This situation only occurs in adults and sensible children, because many children cannot resist the gluttony in their stomachs and worry that they will not be able to eat it if they take it home, so they eat up the meat they are allocated on the spot, with their mouths full of oil and their faces full of smiles.

The younger ones said, "This is meat. It's so delicious! I wish I could eat meat every day."

"Look how proud you are. You think your eight generations of ancestors are blessed just to have a bite of meat. And you want to eat it every day."

"I haven't tasted meat in several years. The party secretary is really a good man." Instead of selling the pigs, they killed them for them to eat. If people from other production brigades told this, they would be envious.

The Lu family could eat meat several times every month, so they took the meat they were given home and poured it all together.

There was a big bowl of stew, the soup had already solidified, Feng Qingxue smiled and said, "It can be a main dish tonight. Uncle, Auntie, when it gets dark, you and Dad come quietly, and we will have the New Year's Eve dinner together."

"Okay! Okay!" Aunt Xu didn't be polite to her.

Father Lu sighed, "The whole family is here, except for Jiang."

A mother worries about her son even when he is far away. Isn’t it the same for fathers?

Speaking of Lu Jiang, Feng Qingxue looked down at her bulging belly. She missed her husband very much, but he had sacred duties to perform, and she could not show any of her longing for him in front of others, as it would make people think that she was dissatisfied with the situation.

Aunt Xu asked, "Qingxue is already six or seven months old. Can Lu Jiang come back when she gives birth?"

The wife was pregnant for ten months and gave birth to the baby, but the husband was not by her side from beginning to end, which outsiders thought was inappropriate.

"I definitely can't come back." Feng Qingxue said. Although she didn't know Lu Jiang's specific situation, she could tell from their usual correspondence that they had never given up training and had been preparing for battle. Glancing at Lu's father's guilty look, Feng Qingxue hurriedly said, "Dad, please don't be like this. We can't let family matters interfere with state affairs."

When she married Lu Jiang, she had long been mentally prepared for the fact that they would be apart more often than together, so she had no regrets.

Aunt Xu also said, "Yes, yes, Qingxue is right. It's noon now, the children are back, Qingxue and I are going to make dumplings! Today is New Year's Eve, we have the conditions, we must have a lively meal of meat dumplings!"

While boiling water, Aunt Xu asked Feng Qingxue, "Does your father-in-law often mention Lu Jiang?"

Feng Qingxue thought about it and nodded in agreement. Father Lu would mention Lu Jiang every now and then, sometimes asking if they had been in contact, sometimes saying that the family would not be complete without Lu Jiang, etc.

"You're so cunning!" Aunt Xu scolded with a smile, then she stopped talking as she saw the water in the pot boiling and got busy making dumplings.

A meal of dumplings for lunch and a New Year's Eve dinner at night, with both meat and vegetables, was a life she had never dared to imagine in all these years.

The next morning, Aunt Xu stuffed a small box into Feng Qingxue's hand.

"aunt?"

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

Seeing the doubt on Feng Qingxue's face, Aunt Xu smiled faintly, "It's the only gold left in our family. Fortunately, when I gave it to Lao Zhong, he didn't want it, so I hid it in the interlayer of the box, otherwise it would have been buried underground and I wouldn't have been able to take it out. Fortunately, the person who monitored us packing our luggage was careless and didn't check our luggage."

. . I am leaving for home. I will update the next one in the afternoon. I have been taking a shower, cutting my hair and washing clothes in the afternoon and have been busy until now.

(End of this chapter)