Feng Qingxue's grandparents should be in this world in this life because the food she had anonymously sent to them was not returned.

I don’t know if they received it or if they were deceived.

It's a pity that I don't have so much freedom after joining the army. I don't dare to send them food anymore for fear of being discovered. However, when I was sending letters to my relatives and friends some time ago, I sent them a letter by the way, vaguely reminding them to take precautions.

The language is so obscure that it is all written in classical Chinese. Without a certain amount of knowledge, it is impossible to understand.

In this era, after all, most people are illiterate. Even among those who are literate, a large part can only understand vernacular Chinese and do not understand classical Chinese as well as before.

As for my maternal grandparents, they are not married yet.

Even so, Feng Qingxue sent a letter to her grandfather based on their home address after marriage, which was better than nothing.

Seeing the letters from Lu Shaonong and Lin Yufen reminding her to quickly burn the books and letters sent by her couple, Feng Qingxue shook her head and put the letters directly into the space while no one was at home.

There is no more secret place in the world than your personal space.

Feng Qingxue was extremely grateful to the heaven for favoring her and giving her such a precious space.

Of course, she was also glad that she made the decisive decision to buy supplies when she got the space. Otherwise, it would be difficult for her to ensure that she and her family had enough food and clothing, and it would also be impossible for her to provide help to some poor people in the black market.

While she was in the room filled with emotions, she heard her daughter's delicate cries.

Before she could get up, Lu Jiang lifted the curtain with one hand and came in with his daughter in his arms. The daughter was crying so hard that she was out of breath.

"What's the matter, Fu Bao?" She cried like a river of tears. Feng Qingxue was heartbroken. While wiping her tears, she comforted her: "Fu Bao, stop crying. If you keep crying, your eyes will be red and it won't look good." ”

Fu Bao stopped crying immediately and just sobbed in Lu Jiang's arms.

Lu Jiang breathed a sigh of relief, "Just because someone called her a clown, she became unhappy and cried all the way back."

"I'm not ugly!" Fu Bao said loudly, "The baby is very beautiful!"

"Yes, yes, our Fubao is the most beautiful little beauty." Lu Jiang hurriedly agreed, "Fubao, little beauty, will dad take you to the hot springs with your mother and brother in two days? "

"What is a hot spring?" Fubao said he had never seen it before.

Xibao, who came in right behind Lu Jiang, also said loudly: "I want to go too! But, what is a hot spring?"

He didn't know either, so he made his intention clear first.

Feng Qingxue looked at Lu Jiang with burning eyes, "Where are the hot springs? Oh, yes, there are hot springs in Tibetan areas. Can I go bathe today? Don't we have to work in two days? If I go, I have to prepare swimsuit.”

Because the old leader preferred swimming, there was no ban on swimsuits in this era.

Some of the photos of leaders that have been passed down to later generations also include photos of swimsuits, but the styles are more conservative.

Lu Jiang smiled and said, "Since I took family leave when Xibao was seven or eight months old, and it was given to me by someone else, I haven't had any leave for more than three years now. You only took maternity leave after joining the army, including visiting relatives. Sister Sanbao gave it to you. There’s nothing important in the army recently, so it’s not a violation for us to take a few days off to go out.”

That’s it for now, we must go!

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