Chapter 389: Table Chat 1



Chapter 389: Table Chat 1

"Uncle, aunt!" Feng Qingxue made a prompt decision and stopped Wang Zhengjun's unreasonable request, as if she suddenly discovered Wang Zhengjun, "Oh, uncle is here too? Uncle is a nobleman in the city and a busy man. How can he have time to go back to his hometown? But I haven't seen him for more than a year. Oh, it's the twelfth lunar month, and the New Year will be just a blink of an eye. Is uncle here to visit uncles?"

Wang Zhengjun narrowed his eyes.

He had seen Feng Qingxue at Wang Jiao's wedding a year ago. It had been more than a year and he had no impression of her anymore.

Feng Qingxue smiled and said, "It seems that my uncle is a very forgetful person. He doesn't even remember who I am. But it doesn't matter. I just need to recognize my uncle. Otherwise, if we meet face to face and don't know each other, people will laugh at me for being impolite as a junior."

Miao Fengqin was happy to see her niece and was especially grateful for her interruption, "Xiaoxue, what can I do for you?"

Feng Qingxue changed her mind and didn't mention the letter of introduction. "I need help from my uncle. Can you come with me? It's urgent. I need my uncle to come forward to solve it."

As she spoke, she said to Wang Zhengjun, "Uncle, this matter is extremely important and concerns human life. I have asked my uncle to leave. Please forgive me. I will apologize to you when I see you another day." She reached out and pulled Wang Zhengguo's sleeve and walked in the direction she came from, not giving Wang Zhengjun a chance to react or object. She walked very quickly and looked very anxious.

The father and son crossed the river and slowly stopped at the gate of Lu's house. Feng Qingxue burst out laughing.

"Xiaoxue, what happened involves human life and requires my intervention?" Wang Zhengguo, who had temporarily gotten rid of his youngest brother, couldn't help but ask. He walked as fast as he could jog, which made his old bones tired.

Feng Qingxue smiled and said, "I would like to ask you to write a letter of introduction so that I can send something to Ajiang's comrades."

It's winter again, and Hu Ping sent them a lot of specialties from Northeast China. They just received them today. Other comrades also sent some New Year's goods.

She and Lu Jiang agreed to take some food from home to cover up their tracks, and then take some out from the space and mix it in on the way. They would not send other scarce supplies, so even if someone checked the package when they got there, no one would be able to find out.

Over the past year or two, she would occasionally mix some food from space into her cooking, and she would secretly double the amount of specialties sent by her comrades, thus reducing everyone's food intake. In spring and summer, she would take the children to dig wild vegetables, and the vegetables in her private plots grew lushly, and she would also mix in some vegetables from space when cooking. As a result, the family has saved several hundred kilograms of stale grain.

Wang Zhengguo was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "It's not a big deal. I'll open it tonight and ask Lu Jiang to pick it up. Lu Jiang's comrades-in-arms sent you something again, right? You're sending a return gift."

"Yes, the comrade in the Northeast sends us local specialties twice a year."

In winter, they send specialties collected in autumn, and in spring, they send specialties collected in winter. In winter, when they have nothing to do, they often go into the mountains.

The rolling mountains there are a natural treasure trove of abundant resources.

Wang Zhengguo rubbed his hands and said embarrassedly: "Well, Xiaoxue, I want to discuss something with you."

"What is it, please tell me."

"You know your cousin's greedy situation very well. Now she has to feed Goudan. If she doesn't eat meat, she won't have milk. Now both families are saving the good food for her. I'll exchange your grain for a few pounds of dried meat and send it to her later. We can't always make her mother-in-law and Yuejin worry. When Goudan is four or five months old and can drink rice soup and eat egg custard, we'll just ignore your cousin."

(End of this chapter)


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