Lu Jiang listened to his wife's words and hesitated for a moment, "It shouldn't be, right?" ”

Feng Qingxue looked at him, "You have read all the books I gave you, you should know that those old people should not have been delegated to us, and a few of them have passed away in their previous lives, this is the change." As for the issue of educated youth, the Wanglou Brigade cannot hide from it, and almost most of the rural areas cannot hide from the fate of receiving educated youth, but many of them have not left their names in history. ”

Lu Jiang held his wife's hand, "Qingxue, you are a hero, you deserve it." ”

Her resurrection of the corpse seems to have only changed the fate of her own family, but in fact she has led to a completely different change in the fate of others, especially those she has saved, or those who have been indirectly saved by her.

Feng Qingxue said embarrassedly: "I dare not be ashamed, I dare not be ashamed, I do things with a clear conscience." ”

"It's easy to say the words with a clear conscience, but not many people can really do it." What Lu Jiang has realized so far, "I want to work harder so that you can do what you like without scruples." ”

Feng Qingxue smiled, "I'll wait!" ”

The rare warmth of the night deepened the relationship between the two more and more.

Lu Jiang got up early to carry out his daily work, Feng Qingxue took care of the children at home and continued to study, but the purity of not hearing anything outside the window was soon broken by uninvited people.

The person who came was called Xu Qinghe, the wife of Ma Wei, a regiment commander under Su Junlin's division.

She was with the army in June, and after coming to the Lu family with Bai Xue, she came to the door every three or five days, and brought her and Ma Wei's baby son Ma Rui to come in familiarly, "Sister-in-law, are you up?" ”

Xu Qinghe saw that Feng Qingxue was cleaning up the paper and pen on the table, and said in a fuss: "Sister-in-law, what are you doing?" ”

She stretched out her head to look, but the paper and pen with content had been put away by Feng Qingxue, leaving the blank paper so that she couldn't see anything, Feng Qingxue said lightly: "You can practice calligraphy at home when you are idle, you got up so early?" ”

Looking up at the wall clock on the wall, Feng Qingxue found that it was only half past eight.

In December, it was almost as dark as half past six in the capital, and it was just dawning, and many people, except for the soldiers, were asleep or had just gotten up.

Xu Qinghe pushed his son with a smile, "It's Ma Rui, I have to come to play with my sister!" ”

Fu Bao is lazy by nature, the sky is not bright, she naturally did not wake up, is sleeping soundly on the small kang in the south, wrapped in a silk quilt, after many years is still brilliant as new The color of the small face is like white jade, delicate and abnormal.

"Sister!" Five-year-old Ma Rui screamed in his shoes and climbed onto the kang without taking off the ground.

"Fu Bao is sleeping, don't wake up my sister!" Feng Qingxue immediately spoke, she hated it when others woke up her child, "You sit with your mother, and your aunt will bring you candy to eat, okay?" ”

Ma Rui listened, stopped climbing the kang, and quickly ran back to his mother, looking at the wind and snow with bright eyes.

"What's so embarrassing about that? My sister-in-law gave him candy every time. Xu Qinghe, who was sitting on the edge of the big kang, was polite, and his heart was happy, no wonder everyone said that the wind and snow were very generous, and she had taken her children to the door in the past six months, and she really didn't eat less, but she was reluctant to buy it, while thinking, she pushed her son, "Auntie will bring you candy to eat, thank you Auntie." ”

"Thank you!" Ma Rui stretched out his hand, his palms were dirty, and his fingers were black, and he didn't know if he had washed it or not.

The first thing I did was to carry my daughter to the inside of the kang and sleep side by side with the triplets, and the second thing was to take out three or four pieces of candy from the basket under the kang table and hand them to Ma Rui.

"Why isn't it toffee?" Seeing the hard candy in Ma Rui's hand, Xu Qinghe blurted out.