Chapter 91: Chapter 0091: Wang Jiao’s Rebirth 3_1 Chapter 91: Chapter 0091: Wang Jiao’s Rebirth 3_1 Lu Jiang imdiately displayed a proud smile on his face, radiant in its brilliance.
“My girl made it for ! This ti when I went back ho to visit, our engagent was set. When I return to the army, I’ll submit a marriage application. Once it’s approved, we’ll get married next year.”
“Brother Lu, you’re indeed fortunate. Not everyone can be so lucky to marry a wife with such culinary skills.”
With just that sentence, Lu Jiang had successfully made Zheng Bin green with envy. If his mother could even manage to cook food until it was edible, it would be a blessing for their family. Since his mother couldn’t cook, he had to learn after his grandmother died. He managed to cook food just enough to be edible, but far from the standards of his father who was from the army’s cook squad. Therefore, he particularly envied people who had mothers or wives who could cook.
Lu Jiang chuckled, well aware of Zheng Bin’s family situation. In the army, senior officers often teased Zheng about this situation, accusing him of failing in his masculine duties. But Zheng would retort that n and won were equal; there was no rule that a woman had to cook. Otherwise there wouldn’t be military cooking units.
After that, the train arrived at the station. People were getting on and off; not everyone had to endure the torture of a week or half a month long train ride.
Thus, Lu Jiang smartly took out different types of food to eat. Today he would eat one kind, and the next day he would switch to another. As passengers around him frequently changed, no one knew what he had eaten during his previous al, and it didn’t draw attention to him.
However, Zheng Bin saw everything.
As soon as the can of malt essence was opened, the aroma from the fried small fish filled the air.
Unable to resist, Zheng Bin cheekily ca over to eat two of the fried fish. However, he didn’t just freeload off Lu Jiang. During al tis, he would use his money and ration coupons to buy noodles, porridge, stead buns, and black bread from the train’s kitchen. He bought als for both himself and Lu Jiang, sotis with chili sauce, sotis just plain salted duck egg and fried fish. They ate so well that they couldn’t stop.
Having Zheng Bin’s company made their journey lively and fun.
anwhile, Feng Qingxue was also busy at ho. She first knitted an set of wool sweater and trousers for Feng Qingyun using red wool. She then took out black and blue wool from her storage space to knit sets for three generations of the Lu family.
The black set was for Father Lu, and the blue ones were for the Lu brothers, Tianjun and Tianzhi.
She gauged the sizes by sight, and they differed little from the actual asurents. She also deliberately knitted a bit bigger while starting them.
In the winter, with no farm work to do, so people stayed at ho while others went out to beg or find ways to earn work points. Feng Qingxue didn’t rely on the small amount of work points for her living. She had plenty of ti. Considering that it was nearly the twelfth lunar month and that nobody would be ho for the New Year in a month, she made new sets of underclothes for Father Lu and his grandsons. For the Lu brothers, she made another pair of outer clothes, as well as cotton-padded jackets and trousers.
While the lining and cotton of the cotton clothes were new, only the surface was old, and there were patches on the outer clothes and trousers.
Even though Lu Jiang brought back quite a lot of military supplies when he ca back, he was an adult, and his old clothes and shoes only fit Father Lu.
They were too big for the two children. Lu Jiang even suggested buying new ones, but Father Lu disagreed. Even if they bought new clothes, the children would not dare to wear them out. They bought used clothes, but they didn’t last long and quickly got worn out.
Feng Qingxue noticed long ago that the two children were now wearing dilapidated liberation shoes, and the old army cotton jackets they were wearing were both too wide and too big.
So Feng Qingxue made shoe soles out of scrap cloth and made each of them a pair of five-eyed cotton shoes.
At this mont, Feng Qingxue was extrely grateful for the strict requirents her grandmother and mother had on her for sewing.
With a thousand layers at the sole, black corduroy face, lined with trouser cloth, and filled with new cotton. As soon as Father Lu put them on, he stood up and walked around for two rounds, looking delighted, he exclaid, “Good, warm and comfortable!”
Sitting next to Feng Qingxue, dressed in a complete set of new clothes, the Lu brothers adored her with awe in their eyes.
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