Chapter 1220 Come to pick up Xibao 9

Zhao Xiaoyun is scheduled to set off in two days. He will first take a bus to Huaihai City and then transfer to the southeast.

His grandma has already returned to the Southwest Military Region from her hometown, so he does not need to get off the bus at his hometown.

After learning the news, when Lu Jiang came back in the evening, Lu's father had no time to take revenge on Lu Zhaodi, so he said to Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue: "Tell Xiaoyun tomorrow that Xibao and I will get in the car with him, so as not to worry about it." Please help your troops drive us to the train twice.”

"So fast?" Feng Qingxue was caught off guard.

Father Lu said in a low voice: "Your third grandpa is not in good spirits, so he keeps talking about Xibao, saying that after you left last year, God didn't give us good grace. Although the autumn harvest is not bad, it is just enough." The rations are being distributed, but the grain reserves are almost gone. The summer harvest is about to begin in a few months. Your third grandfather is worried that God will be angry and insist on asking me to pick up Xibao, just like last summer. He is worried about the harvest period. Rains reduce crop yields.”

Feng Qingxue said helplessly: "Dad, it really has nothing to do with Xibao. God's relationship with him is not that good."

"Not that good? Not that good. Why did you give Xibao's little clothes and swaddles to Zhuangzhuang to wear, while Dundun and Xiongxiong sometimes wear new ones, sometimes Fubao's, but not Xibao's?" Father Lu Pointing out the obvious differences between the triplets, he frowned when he mentioned Xiong Xiong's nickname, "I remember we named Xiong, a heroic Xiong, a mighty Xiong. Xiong Xiong sounds so ugly, how did you pick this one? Two words? There are obviously many nice nicknames.”

Feng Qingxue coughed and looked at the roof.

"It's just a nickname, what does it matter if it sounds good or not? I almost named him Cai Bao!" Lu Jiang finished speaking plausibly, and then asked: "How is Third Grandpa doing? What does Guancheng say?"

"I'm getting older. As you all know, my energy will definitely be gone. Before I came here, I gave them some rice and flour for the elderly to cook alone." Grandpa Lu San's family, Ding Xingwang, converts fine grains into coarse grains every year. , In this way, a small farmer family dared not eat twice a day during their leisure time, and naturally there was no fine food in the house.

Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue sighed after hearing this.

"They say that Xibao has a good life and good luck. Dad, please take Xibao home so that Third Grandpa can have some luck and prolong his life. If Third Grandpa is really well, don't let him forget Xibao. "After saying this, Feng Qingxue was still reluctant to let go, "When the triplets are older and Zhuangzhuang is well, let Acheng come take us home and stay for a while."

She is retired now and does not need to stay in the army every day.

Father Lu smiled and said: "When you go back, the house will be lively. When I came, many people asked me to see what the triplets are like for them, and tell them when I go back. Our Wanglou Brigade has not done anything for a hundred years." There were triplets.”

There are twins. Wang Zhengguo’s youngest son gave birth to twin granddaughters, both of whom are three years old this year.

But how can twins compare to triplets? The number alone is one less!

It's just that Zhuang Zhuang's health is so bad. Seeing Zhuang Zhuang like this, Father Lu sometimes thinks that he is not as good as the twins. At least he is much healthier physically. He is not as good as Zhuang Zhuang. He really doesn't even dare to let the wind blow him.

The swaddling clothes, diapers were all Xibao's old things, and Feng Qingxue's thoughts were just as Father Lu had guessed.

She hoped that Xibao's luck would indeed bless Zhuangzhuang as the blind man said.