Chapter 1573: Chapter 1573 Sisterly Night Talk 3
General Rong waved his hand, “No need to request rit recognition, that’s sothing a soldier ought to do.”
Rong Yuan was injured, and General Rong couldn’t step away himself, while his wife was still recuperating from illness. Besides, before confirming anything, General Rong didn’t want to tell his wife about it, fearing that excitent might turn into disappointnt.
He had to handle it personally; General Rong reviewed his schedule.
Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue didn’t ask about the subsequent developnts and remained focused on their own work.
While Feng Qingxue was checking the wards, Rong Yuan called out to her.
“Any news from my dad’s side? Did he find out anything about Comrade Li Jiaoyang yet?” Even though lying there unable to move, Rong Yuan was still deeply concerned about the matter, his face full of urgency.
Feng Qingxue smiled and said, “Yes, he’s been located. Li Jiaoyang is in Shanghai, but it’s still uncertain if he’s your missing brother.”
Rong Yuan responded joyfully, “Since we know his na and address, we can find him and check the marks on his body to confirm it. The truth will beco clear. If my dad hasn’t sent soone over yet, could you help call him and urge him to act quickly? Even asking soone to check if he has three black moles on his sole would help. As long as we confirm that my brother is alive, my mom will be so happy.”
“Your father knows and will definitely take action. Your primary task right now is to recover.” Feng Qingxue shut the notebook in her hand and added, “I had Zu Lei make so blood-enriching red date soup for you. I’ll bring it over later.”
“Thank you!” Rong Yuan looked slightly embarrassed. “My comrades have already sent plenty of nutritious items, urging to keep replenishing myself.”
Feng Qingxue glanced at the bedside table, which was indeed piled high with two net bags filled with malt essence, red sugar, and other nutritional supplents.
The military—it’s just so full of camaraderie.
The longer Feng Qingxue stayed on base, the more she grew fond of this place.
Today wasn’t busy for her, and she got off work on ti. As soon as she reached the door to her ho, she heard her sister’s voice.
“Xiaoyun, how co you have ti to visit?” Feng Qingxue asked.
Feng Qingyun turned her head toward her sister walking through the door. She took her sister’s shoulder bag and said cheerfully, “Elder Sis, I ca with my performance troupe. I’ll be staying here for quite a while!”
“That’s great news!” Feng Qingxue responded enthusiastically.
The triplets joined in the excitent, sitting with Ye Yan and munching on oranges.
Fubao was equally thrilled, as Feng Qingyun had bought her a cozy pair of fur-lined shoes.
“Xiaoyun, you don’t need to keep buying clothes and shoes for Fubao all the ti. Treat yourself more with your salary.” Feng Qingxue drank half a cup of hot water, noticing that her daughter’s shoes were indeed beautiful.
Simple black leather shoes, but with an elegant design—fashionable enough to last decades without going out of style.
“Sis, I bought you a pair too—this year’s latest design.” Feng Qingyun took out a shoe box. “Take a look. Those shoes you’ve been wearing since before you got married, didn’t Brother-in-law buy those for you? You’ve worn them for so many years. Aside from the boots issued by the military or ones you’ve made yourself, you haven’t bought any new shoes. Hasn’t Brother-in-law only bought you two pairs?”
Feng Qingxue poked her sister on the forehead playfully and replied, “Your brother-in-law and I need to be mindful of setting a good example. Besides, those leather shoes are great quality. They’ve lasted over ten years through all kinds of weather. I figure I can wear them for another thirty years.”
New clothes and shoes—who wouldn’t like them?
When Feng Qingxue tried on the shoes, Wang Cuilan glanced over. “Did you bring those back from the Capital?”
“No, the Capital’s departnt stores don’t have these yet. With a friend’s help, I bought them in Shanghai. Shanghai’s clothes and shoes are fad nationwide for being the trendiest. Anyone who owns them definitely gets to show off.” Feng Qingyun’s cheeks turned slightly red.
Feng Qingxue was focused on trying the shoes and didn’t notice. She responded casually, “Who did you ask for help?”
“A friend.”
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