Chapter 238 Heartfelt Talk 2

The above are supplementary foods, and there are staple foods in the bamboo basket.

The staple foods are a small bag of white flour, a small bag of white rice, a small bag of black flour, a large bag of cornmeal, a large bag of fine wheat bran and a large bag of corn grits. The large bag is about ten pounds, and the small bag is about four or five pounds.

Although the total amount of food is thirty to fifty pounds, the variety is overwhelming.

Lu Jiang saw the types and quantities of supplies clearly, and was glad that he helped his wife cover up in advance. In fact, he was very curious.

Smoked meat is a specialty of Sichuan and Guizhou, and air-dried meat is obviously from the northeast. Ham and sausage are specialties of the southeast. These supplies are almost from all over the world.

The things Feng Qingxue sent him before are not much different from these.

Full of curiosity is about to overflow from Lu Jiang's chest.

However, he knew that this was his wife's secret, and he didn't mean to break the casserole to ask the truth.

She would definitely not hide it from him when she wanted to tell him, and if she didn't want to say it, then he shouldn't embarrass her.

After quickly putting most of the things into the cupboard in different categories, Lu Jiang called Lu Tianjun and asked him and Guan Cheng to soak the mutton in the well water, while he washed the pork fat and drained the water. Then the three uncles and nephews worked together to make dinner and served it on the table.

As soon as Father Lu came to the table, he found that something was wrong with his son, "Ah Jiang, what good thing happened?"

Look how happy he is! Although he usually cares about Feng Qingxue, he doesn't treat her like an enamel doll like now. He wants to hold the bowl and spoon and send the rice in the bowl to Feng Qingxue's mouth.

Now there is only Feng Qingxue in Lu Jiang's eyes and heart. He didn't hear what Father Lu said at all. Feng Qingxue pushed him gently, "Don't smile foolishly, Dad is talking to you!"

"Ah? Ah?" Lu Jiang came back to his senses and turned to his father with a blank face, "Dad, you called me?"

"Yes, I'm calling you, do you hear it now?" Father Lu was helpless. How could he not know that his son would be so stupid one day? He is almost as stupid as the silly six in their production team.

Father Lu accidentally revealed his thoughts, causing his grandchildren to cover their mouths and laugh.

They all knew about the situation of silly six. Silly six is ​​the son of Sang Dahu, the captain of the second production team of Wanglou Brigade. He is fifteen years old this year. He was born a fool. His legs and feet are also a little problematic. He often wanders around the production team. Because he is the sixth among his brothers and sisters, his nickname is Liuzi, and everyone in Wanglou Brigade calls him silly six.

Lu Jiang joined the army when he was young, and he didn't know much about the situation of the young people in Wanglou Brigade, but he knew that silly six must not be a smart person. He said dissatisfiedly: "Dad, do you say that about your son?"

"Yes!" Father Lu was particularly straightforward.

Feng Qingxue smiled.

Usually, the Lu Jiang she saw was handsome and sturdy, mature and steady, decisive and straightforward, a man who stood up to the sky, very considerate, and made her feel so warm and safe.

What about him now? Silly and a little cute.

Lu Jiang exhaled, and finally calmed down. He said directly to his father: "Dad, the day after tomorrow is the last acupuncture and massage, and then I have to go back to the army. After I leave, ask Tianjun and Acheng to help Qingxue with more housework after school. It's best not to let Qingxue go to work. If you can't avoid it, ask your uncle to arrange some light work."

As smart as Father Lu was, he immediately guessed something, and was very happy in his heart. He nodded and said: "I know, don't worry!"