Chapter 89 Wang Jiao’s Rebirth 1

After seeing you for thousands of miles, we must say goodbye.

Watching Lu Jiang walk into the train station, looking back three times, Feng Qingxue felt lost. She stood there for a while, turned her head and saw Lu's father turning his back and not looking at Lu Jiang's back. He kept reaching out to wipe his face, looking thin. His body trembled slightly.

Come to think of it, the old man can't bear to part with his only son, right?

After all, Father Lu was a man who had experienced many separations. He quickly calmed down and returned to the same state as before. If you didn't look carefully, you wouldn't even notice the red circles under his eyes.

"Let's go back, it's so cold, don't freeze our little Mao Ni."

The little Mao Ni he was talking about was none other than Feng Qingyun, who immediately gave him a big smile back.

There were no girls in the Lu family. Father Lu particularly liked Feng Qingyun, who had a chubby and tender face. He hugged her and got into the car.

One person was missing, and the mule cart seemed to be mostly empty.

Not to mention Father Lu and Feng Qingxue, even Wang Zhengguo felt a little sad in his heart. Just as he was about to find a topic to divert Father Lu's bad mood, he saw Father Lu take out a dusty cloth bag from the pocket of his military coat. He handed it directly to Feng Qingxue. The cloth bag was bulging and he didn't know what it was wrapped in.

"Uncle Lu, what is this?" Feng Qingxue was confused.

"Ajiang left some of the money and tickets he had on him before he left, and asked me to give them to you. You can buy more food in the future. Don't wrong yourself." After Lu's father finished speaking, he added, "I originally planned to I handed it to you personally, but I was afraid that you wouldn't want it. Now that he's on the bus, I'll give it to you. Don't even think about giving it back to me. I won't accept it if you give it to me. "

When he spoke, he blinked at Feng Qingxue, and Feng Qingxue immediately understood that this was a cover-up for the scarce supplies that Father Lu and Lu Jiang had obtained for her with money and tickets!

Later, if I take something out and say it was bought with the tickets and money given by Lu Jiang, no one will doubt it.

Even if it was a cover-up, Lu Jiang left her a lot of money and tickets. Once the cloth bag was opened, a large stack of unity and a thick stack of tickets were revealed. Looking at it at a glance, the money was not even one thousand, but eight hundred. .

Wang Zhengguo was happy for his niece, which showed that Lu Jiang was always thinking about her.

Feng Qingxue thought that she would often give food to Lu's father, grandparents and grandchildren in the future, so she accepted the money and tickets calmly, but she still declined a few words on the surface. Lu's father was unwilling to take it back no matter what. I just pretended to be embarrassed and wrapped it up and put it in my canvas satchel.

"Uncle Lu, then I will accept it. If you need it, just send Tian Juan to tell me."

"Okay, okay!"

Father Lu was very satisfied with her and never said a word "no" to her.

Feng Qingxue made two big bundles of food and clothes, but even if he didn't open them, Father Lu was also happy for his son. This meant that Feng Qingxue really took him into her heart, otherwise he wouldn't have Will be so attentive.

He and Lu Jiang were not good at cooking. This time, Lu Jiang bought ten steamed buns from a state-owned restaurant and took them with him in addition to a change of clothes, a kettle, an enamel jar, bowls and chopsticks, and planned to use his remaining food stamps to get to the train again. Buying food to satisfy his hunger was enough for him to support the army.

Now that Feng Qingxue has made food, Lu Jiang doesn't have to buy food.

When it was time to eat, I opened my bag and saw the same food before my eyes. A young man on the bunk next door couldn't help sniffing and looking enviously.

"Brother Lu, have you brought so much food?"