Father Lu snorted, and said: "Girl, don't worry, my Lu family is not an unparticular family, in life, the most important thing is reputation, a promise is worth a thousand gold." You are such a good child, Ah Jiang can marry you is a blessing for him to cultivate for several lifetimes, and I will not retire your relatives just because your uncle came forward. Even if I agree, Ajiang won't agree, let alone I don't agree. ”

He didn't fancy Wang Jiao at all, right? If there is no wind and snow, he will not agree to Wang Jiao's entry into the door, and Lu Jiang is actually a person who would rather be lacking than excessive, otherwise he would not have been married until now.

Feng Qingxue smiled, "Uncle Lu, I'm not worried, really, I have never doubted the sincerity of Uncle Lu and Ajiang." It's just that this matter involves my cousin, and it's hard for my uncle to choose, and I can't have the best of both worlds, if I let my uncle know that I heard their quarrel, my uncle's face is not bright, so I don't know. ”

"I don't know, I don't know anything." Father Lu said immediately.

You just have to know it in your heart, so why bother saying it? But that Wang Jiao was a little strange, but she was reluctant to meet Lu Jiang if she wanted to die or live, and she was relieved at the time, why did she regret it now?

Wang Zhengguo has always loved his children, will he not be able to resist his daughter and come to sabotage his niece's marriage?

Father Lu held back the doubts and uncertainties in his heart, and pointed to the packed baggage, "The old clothes are there, girl, I'm sorry for you." ”

If he had a choice, he would not want to trouble his future daughter-in-law to do needlework, and there was no reason for his daughter-in-law to do work for her husband's family before she entered the door, but he really didn't know how to do needlework, and he couldn't find help from others.

The baggage was full of old military uniforms brought back by Lu Jiang, including the old military cotton jackets, military cotton pants and outer clothes and pants worn by the two children.

Out of the cowshed, the wind and snow directly chose to go west and detour home.

Along the way, she was educating Feng Qingyun softly, teaching her not to talk too much in front of people when she went out, and not to talk about things at home, even if it was about her uncle's family.

"Sister, I'm obedient, I won't gossip anymore!"

"Yunyun is really good, when you come home to refine mutton fat, I will mix oil residue for you to eat."

As soon as he heard the food, Feng Qingyun was happy, "Sister, you are so good!" ”

As early as the day after Lu Jiang left, Feng Qingxue went out of the door, carrying back an iron pot, an iron pan, as well as kitchen knives, chopping boards, spatulas, rice spoons and other kitchen utensils that could be taken out without attracting attention, and then asked the second uncle to build an adobe stove in the west room, and the chimney was set up outside the window, which was very convenient for cooking and stir-frying.

Lu Jiang brought two cans of malt milk essence with her on the day she came to pick her up, and Feng Qingxue sent one to the second aunt, so the second uncle worked very hard.

A roll of white mutton plate oil is taken out of the cupboard, cut into small pieces, the wind is light and the clouds are burning the fire, the wind and snow brush the pot, after brushing it clean, wait for no water stains in the pot, pour a little soybean oil into it, after the oil is hot, a piece of cut mutton plate oil is put into the pot, stabbing sound, the house is full of aroma, stir-fry until the oil residue is brown and yellow, slightly burnt, turn off the fire under the stove, and remove the oil residue.

The filtered oil was scooped into the prepared oil tank, and it quickly solidified, like a piece of white jade.

As for the oil residue, Feng Qingxue kept part of it, put part of it in a bowl, and mixed it with sugar while it was hot, and gave Feng Qingyun a snack, and she ate it so much that her mouth was full of oil.

Then, she fried some chopped green onions in a frying pan, boiled them with water, and served a handful of somen noodles for lunch.

After thinking about it, Feng Qingxue poured some oil residue into the pot again.