The above are non-staple foods, and there are staple foods in the bamboo basket.

The staple food is a small bag of white flour, a small bag of white rice, a small bag of black flour, a large bag of cornmeal, a large bag of fine wheat bran and a large bag of corn ballast, the big bag is about ten catties, and the small bag is about four or five catties.

Although the total amount of grain is thirty or fifty catties, the variety is dizzying.

Lu Jiang saw the type and number of materials, and was glad that he had helped his wife cover in advance, but he was actually very curious.

Smoked meat is a specialty of the Sichuan-Guizhou area, air-dried meat is from the northeast at a glance, and ham sausage is a specialty of the southeast area.

The things that Feng Qingxue had sent him before were not much different from these.

Full of curiosity was about to overflow from Lu Jiang's chest.

However, he knew that this was his wife's secret, and he didn't mean to break the casserole and ask to the end.

She won't hide it from herself when she wants to tell herself, and if she doesn't want to say it, then she shouldn't embarrass her.

Quickly put most of the things into the cupboard, Lu Jiang called Lu Tianjun, asked him and Guan Cheng to soak the mutton in the well water, and washed the pork fat to control the water, and then the three uncles and nephews worked together to make dinner and serve it to the table.

As soon as Lu's father came to the table, he found that something was wrong with his son, "Ajiang, what happened to you?" ”

Look at him and be happy! Although I usually ask for warmth to Feng Qingxue, I don't like treating enamel dolls like now, I can't wait to hold a bowl and hold a spoon and send the rice in the bowl to Feng Qingxue's mouth.

Lu Jiang now has only one Feng Qingxue in his eyes, and he didn't hear Lu's father's words at all, but Feng Qingxue gently pushed him, "Don't smirk, Dad is talking to you!" ”

"Huh? Yes? Lu Jiang came back to his senses and turned to his father with a blank face, "Dad, you called me?" ”

"Yes, I called you, do you hear it now?" Lu's father was helpless, how could he not know that his son had such a stupid day? It's so stupid that it's almost a fight with the stupid six of their production team.

Lu's father accidentally confided his thoughts, causing his grandchildren to hide their mouths and snicker.

They all know the situation of Silly Liu, Silly Six is the son of Sang Dahu, the captain of the second production team of the Wanglou Brigade, fifteen years old this year, he was born a fool, and he has a little problem with his legs and feet, and he often travels around the production brigade, because he ranks sixth among his brothers and sisters, his nickname is Liuzi, and the people in the Wanglou Brigade call him Silly Six.

Lu Jiang joined the army and didn't know much about the situation of the young people in the Wanglou Brigade, but he understood that Silly Liu was definitely not a smart person, and said dissatisfiedly: "Dad, did you say this about your son?" ”

"Yes!" Father Lu is extraordinarily crisp.

Feng Qingxue pursed her lips and smiled.

Usually, the Lu Jiang she saw was handsome and burly, mature and steady, decisive and crisp in behavior, a man who stood up to the sky, full of thoughtfulness, and made herself feel so warm and at ease.

What about him now? It's kind of silly and cute.

Lu Jiang exhaled, his mind finally calmed down, and he said directly to Lu's father: "Dad, the day after tomorrow is the last acupuncture massage, and then I have to go back to the army." After I left, I asked Tianjun and Ah Cheng to help Qingxue do more housework after school, and it was best not to let Qingxue work, so I asked my uncle to arrange some light work if I couldn't hide. ”

As smart as Father Lu immediately had a guess, he was overjoyed, and nodded: "I know, you can rest assured!" ”