Chapter 592: Second Child 4

Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue finally came back to their senses from their joy and saw only the clean bottom of the bowl.

It licks it so clean that you don’t need to wash it.

"It saves a lot of water." Feng Qingxue said with a smile.

The little fat boy looked at them angrily, his eyes full of accusations, and repeated: "Guoguo, eat Guoguo! I want to eat Guoguo!"

"Wow! Xibao, you can say five words in a row now!" Feng Qingxue walked over and poured the remaining canned food, including the water and orange segments, into his bowl. "Eat, eat. If you're full, you won't have dinner at night."

The little fat boy then sat down obediently, his bib covered with water stains and orange juice stains.

Lu Jiang glanced at the little fat man and supported his wife. "Your health is important. Don't just focus on the bad boy. You don't know how naughty he was today. He insisted on dragging the commander to ride horses to herd sheep. He ran several laps outside before he was willing to give up."

"How can you be so delicate? I was still working when I was pregnant with Xibao!" Feng Qingxue laughed, but still let her husband take her to sit on the kang. "Family sent a lot of food and dried vegetables, send them to the kitchen. If there is not enough, we still have to eat. Let's treat everyone, but it's hard to decide who to invite and who not to invite. I'm afraid those who are not invited will feel uncomfortable. What do you think we should do?"

"What should I send? No!" Lu Jiang only had his wife and children in his mind. "We will keep them for ourselves. We can only get your job and food and oil after your and Xibao's household registration is transferred here. During this period, we have to rely on the food and dried vegetables sent by family. Everyone knows that and won't care whether you send anything or not. For a dinner party, you can invite Commander Ye Junzhang and a few other old comrades to our home. Forget about the other soldiers. We can't invite them. Just pay attention to their living conditions. If they are injured or frozen, send them some medicine. If their clothes are torn or their shoes are torn, give them a patch of clothes and a pair of shoes. It's better than anything else."

Speaking of clothes and shoes, Feng Qingxue remembered, "I forgot to ask you whether the pair of shoes I sent to Xiao Wang fit him well. It's been a few months and I just remembered to ask you."

Lu Jiang smiled and said, "It's appropriate, very appropriate. Xiao Wang asked me to say thank you to you, did you forget?"

Feng Qingxue had forgotten about it long ago. Sometimes when she was feeding Xibao, she would chase after him and couldn't hear what people around her were saying at all. Even though Xibao was so well behaved now, he was really a headache when he was naughty.

Lu Jiang was now filled with joy and didn't care whether his wife heard it or not. He just wanted to take good care of his wife. He was afraid that his son would disturb his wife's pregnancy if he stayed at home, so he simply took him with him when he went out.

So, this is the scene that appeared in everyone's eyes.

While others were training with weights, Lu Jiang had a little boy named Xibao tied to his back. The little guy was not afraid at all. Instead, he happily followed the others, shouting and dancing with excitement in his eyes.

In fact, Lu Jiang was already a brigade commander and a senior officer, so he did not need to participate in training with the soldiers, but he shared the joys and sorrows with the soldiers.

Because of this, no one blames him for being unreasonable in the way he raises his children.

Of course, the most important point is that Xibao is very charming. Seeing such a likable fat boy, everyone trained very hard, and no one wanted to fall behind and be laughed at by Xibao.

Ye Zhengjun couldn't bear it any longer, so he criticized Lu Jiang and took Xi Bao away.

Xi Bao was reluctant at first, but Ye Zhengjun said, "Grandpa is riding a horse to herd sheep, do you want to go?"

"Go!" The answer was even louder.

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