Chapter 13 To Write or Not to Write This Letter?

In the evening, at the Du family's dining table, the family sat around and talked about what happened that day, which is the habit of the Du family.

During the day, and only when it is time to eat, the family gathers and talks.

The dishes on the table are no different from usual, a plate of braised potatoes, stir-fried shredded bacon with soybean sprouts, broad bean sprouts with pickled cabbage, and egg drop soup with mustard. They are all served on large plates, and there are not many dishes, but the amount is absolutely sufficient.

In front of several children, there was a small bowl of egg custard for one person, and Du Shilan deliberately dripped a few drops of sesame oil on the egg custard, and the fragrance, even if it was there every night, several children still swallowed saliva and stared at it.

And Du Juan, no matter how to say it, just lost a child, and should have had a miscarriage for half a month, but this time she went to a big hospital and listened to the doctor's words, if there are conditions to recuperate well, and there is still hope for having a child, then the Du family unanimously decided to let Du Juan sit on the real confinement...... One month.

No, this will, Du Shilan is going to Du Juan's house with red date porridge.

"Little sister, it's time to eat." The smile on Du Shilan's face was very comfortable, and she was a pure-minded person at first glance, which made Du Juan immediately like each other.

"Lan Lan, thank you for your hard work." Du Juan propped up half of her body, and Du Shilan immediately took the pillow on the side and stuffed it in, making her more comfortable.

"Little sister, you're really out of sight." Du Shilan pouted and said dissatisfiedly, "I know that you don't protect your child well, but no matter what, you still have us, and Brother Aijun." As long as we take care of ourselves, we will definitely have children again. I've heard my uncle say a sentence before, sincerity, gold and stone are the ......"

Du Juan didn't expect Du Shilan to be quite persuasive, looking at the soft and weak appearance, in fact, he is more assertive than the original owner, and he is soft on the outside and steel on the inside.

"Lan Lan, you go to dinner, I'm fine here, you don't have to stay with me all the time." Du Juan drank the sweet jujube porridge contentedly, looked at Du Shilan, who was constantly idle, and was helping her clean up the house, she was a little reluctant to go.

"It's okay, it's a convenient thing, it can't delay my meal."

Seeing that Du Shilan didn't listen to persuasion, Du Juan stopped talking, but sped up the speed of drinking porridge.

A big bowl of porridge, Du Juan has eaten all the leftovers, this is the best bowl of porridge she has ever tasted, with the taste of home and the taste of mother.

Feeling that her nose was a little sore, Du Juan rubbed it vigorously before handing the bowl to Du Shilan with a smile, "Lan Lan, I've finished eating, you can hurry up and eat." ”

"Okay." Du Shilan didn't say much, but the smile on his face deepened. She feels that the young lady's appetite today is much better than before, maybe she really figured it out, in order to have a chance to conceive a child in the future, the young lady is also working hard to change herself.

Du Juan didn't know what Du Shilan was thinking, otherwise, she would definitely applaud and say that this girl ...... It's so sweet, there is wood?

The Du family is still waiting for Du Shilan, even if there are a few children staring at the egg custard and swallowing saliva, none of them want to eat first, which shows that the Du family is really good at raising children.

"Your little sister finished eating?" As soon as Sang Chunhua saw her little daughter come out, she hurriedly asked anxiously.

Just now, she and her second daughter-in-law were busy putting the silkworm babies in their arms, carefully and carefully picking them into the cardboard boxes scattered with tender mulberry leaves with the softest brush heads.

This is the new task issued by the brigade headquarters at the end of last year, and it is necessary to complete the number of silk in each family, just like the official pig.

"I'm done, I've eaten a whole big bowl." Du Shilan happily gestured with her hand, "I found that the young lady's appetite is much better today, and if it goes on like this, it will definitely be no problem to conceive another child." ”

"You stupid boy, what do you know?" Sang Chunhua poked the little girl's forehead funny, "Your little sister has to be raised for at least two years, and if you can conceive a child after two years, you have to let your brother-in-law stay at home for a little longer......"

"Ahem......"

A few sudden coughs woke up Sang Chunhua, who was about to talk in depth, and suddenly made her pat her thigh and feel annoyed, "Eat, eat, hurry up." ”

"Grandma, you're finally done, I'm hungry." Du Zihong, the eldest grandson of the Du family, is only seven years old this year, and it is time for him to go to school in the primary school run by the Mulberry Brigade in the second half of the year.

In fact, several children of the old family of the Du family have basically grown up in the Du family since they were children. It's not that they don't want to live with their parents, but although Du Shirong and his wife are both dual-income workers and have a job that everyone envies, they can't afford to buy a house in the county after all, so they can only live separately from their children.

"Okay, okay, it's grandma's, I'm hungry for my eldest grandson, come on, hurry up and eat egg custard, everyone eats."

After Sang Chunhua finished speaking, after Du Dewang clamped the first chopstick, the rest of the Du family began to eat in a big gulp.

"Speaking of Aijun, should we send him a letter?" Du Dewang asked softly, for fear of being heard by the niece next door.

"I think we should go to a letter, after all, this is a big deal, we can't let Aijun know from others that his daughter-in-law once conceived a child for him, how depressing it is." Du Shichang first expressed his opinion.

"But if it affects the affairs of the patriotic army in the army, isn't it just a loss of people and money?" Sang Chunhua was a little disapproving, she felt that this matter could be slowed down a little longer, and she would see the results of Du Juan's cultivation for a period of time, and she would write again.

"Long pain is better than short pain, it's better to explain it earlier." Du Dewang has the same opinion as his second son, if a man can't even bear this little thing, then he should go home and farm as soon as possible, what kind of soldier is he going to be?

"I also agree with what my father and second brother said, my brother-in-law is not weak." Du Shikang sandwiched chopsticks and soybean sprouts, and deliberately stopped at the word brother-in-law, so that the rest of the Du family collectively wanted to roll their eyes.

Isn't it that after Lin Aijun and Du Juan got married, Du Shikang could follow the name of Du Juan's family, and no longer care about Lin Aijun calling him brother, just this matter, he has been proud for a month and has not stopped.

"What about Xiaohong and Lan Lan, what do you two think about this?" Sang Chunhua didn't give up wanting to pull two alliances, but today was destined to disappoint her.

"Mother, let's go and write a letter, I think Xiaojuan also wants Aijun to know. If Aijun can send another letter to comfort Xiaojuan at that time, then I think it will definitely help Xiaojuan's recuperation. ”

Sang Xiaohong is really empathetic, she thinks that if this happens to herself, she must want her husband to be by her side, comforting softly.

Even if she can't be by her side, she can write a letter to comfort her, so she will tell her thoughts truthfully, but whether she believes it or not, she can't be the master.

"I think what the second sister-in-law said is too right." Du Shilan replied with a smile, "Young lady, this is not the time when you need Brother Aijun, but Brother Aijun is far away in the army and can't come back immediately, so it's good to write a letter, so, mother, let's write a letter!" ”