Lu Jiang immediately showed a proud smile on his face, which was extremely bright.

"I did it for me! This time I went back to my hometown to visit relatives, and I decided on the relationship between me and my partner, and when I returned to the army, I wrote a marriage application and handed it in, and it was passed, and I will go home next year to get married. ”

"Brother Lu, you are really blessed, not everyone can be blessed to marry a daughter-in-law with such good craftsmanship."

Lu Jiang's words can envy Zheng Bin to death, without him, if his mother can cook the rice, it will be their old Zheng family who burns high incense. Because his mother can't cook, after his grandmother died, he learned to cook by himself, and he can barely cook the rice, but he is still a lot worse than his father who was born in a cooking class, so he is especially envious of other people's families who have a mother who can cook or a wife who can cook.

Lu Jiang smiled, he knew the matter of Political Commissar Zheng's family, and there were often old chiefs in the army who made fun of Political Commissar Zheng about this matter, saying that his husband was not happy, but he immediately responded that men and women were equal, and no one stipulated that women had to cook, otherwise there would be no cooking class in the army.

Then the train arrives at the station, and the passengers go up and down, and not everyone takes the train for ten days and half a month.

Therefore, Lu Jiang skillfully took out the food to eat, eating this one today, changing that one tomorrow, and changing passengers around from time to time, no one knew what he ate last time, but it didn't attract attention.

But Zheng Bin knows it, he sees it all.

As soon as the jar of malt milk was opened, the smell of fried fish went straight to my nose.

Zheng Bin couldn't stand it greedily, and he rubbed over with a hippie smile and ate two small fried fish, but he didn't eat Lu Jiang's food in vain, every time he arrived at the meal, he would pay for food stamps to buy noodles, porridge, steamed buns, black bread, etc. on the train, one for himself, one for Lu Jiang, or mixed with chili sauce, or dipped in chili sauce, sometimes with salted duck eggs and small fried fish, so delicious that I couldn't stop.

With Zheng Bin as his companion, it was lively along the way.

Feng Qingxue is not lonely at home, so he first knitted a sweater and pants for Feng Qingyun with red wool thread, and then took out black and blue wool thread from the space and knitted one for each of Lu's father, grandparents and grandchildren.

The black one is for Lu's father, and the blue one is for Lu Tianjun's brothers.

The size is visually measured, and the specific size is almost the same, and there are two more needles when the needle is started.

There is no farm work in winter, some people are at home in the winter, some people go out to beg for food, some people try their best to earn work, the wind and snow do not expect to earn that little bit of work to live, some is time, thinking of fast forward to the wax moon, a month later for the New Year, I made a set of autumn clothes and pants for Lu's father and grandchildren, and made a set of coats and pants and a set of cotton jackets and pants for Lu Tianjun and Lu Tianzhi.

The lining and cotton of the cotton coat are new, only the face is old, and the outer clothes and pants are the same, and they are still patched.

Although Lu Jiang brought a lot of military supplies when he came back, he was an adult, and only Lu's father could wear the clothes and shoes that were eliminated, and the two children couldn't wear them at all, Lu Jiang wanted to buy new ones, but Lu's father didn't agree, and the two children didn't dare to wear them out.

Feng Qingxue had already noticed that the two children were now wearing tattered liberation shoes and wide and large old army cotton jackets.

So, Feng Qingxue glued the cloth board with rags, took a few pairs of soles, and first made a pair of five-eyed cotton shoes for each of their grandparents.

At this moment, Feng Qingxue is extremely grateful to her grandmother and mother for their strict requirements in needlework.

Mille-feuille bottom, black suede, made of autumn pants, with new cotton, Father Lu immediately stood up and walked around twice when he wore it on his feet, with a smile on his face, and said loudly: "Okay, warm and comfortable!" ”

The two brothers Lu Tianjun, who had changed inside and out, sat beside Feng Qingxue, their eyes full of admiration.