After a night of talking, the couple had a sense of crisis, and Lu Jiang decided to study every instruction sent from above, speculating about the meaning behind the instruction and the situation in which it was issued.

And what about the wind and light snow? More and more secluded, but sent the letters he had written.

After Lu Shaonong and Lin Yufen received the letter, they looked at each other.

"The old way?" Lin Yufen was the first to speak, "What do you think?" ”

Lu Shaonong said in a low voice: "This girl must have taken a great risk to write this letter to us, they often contact the high-level, and naturally find out some things in advance that we don't know below." Before, it was said that the mountain rain was about to come and the wind was full of buildings, but it was not very calm at the beginning of this year, and now it is said that there is a sandstorm, and it is said that there is no way to return to the sky, and we can't wait to ignore it. ”

"What do you mean?" Lin Yufen immediately panicked.

Lu Shaonong gritted his teeth, "Go!" When we resigned, we said that you and I are getting older, our health is getting worse and worse, our memory is sometimes biased, and we are afraid that if we continue to teach, it will be easy to mislead people's children. ”

Lin Yufen nodded, "Back to your hometown?" ”

"Don't go back to my hometown, go back to your hometown, I don't know the place well, but I don't know anything about our past." Lu Shaonong thought about it again and again, "At the same time as we resigned, we transferred the ration relations and other ministries away, saying that we deeply felt the pressure of rations in the capital, so we went to the countryside to eat by labor, and we didn't want to continue to add burden to the country, our savings are enough to live for several years!" ”

Having coached in the capital for many years, he is confident that he can do it when it comes to leaving the city and going to the countryside.

Lu Shaonong's hometown is in the city, so he chose to go to the location of his wife's mother's house, a relatively remote mountain village in Shudi.

Lin Yufen did not object, and the resignation letter containing this kind of content was handed over, although the school retained it in the process, but it was not easy for them to make up their minds, and it didn't take long to approve it.

Of course, they asked Vice Principal Zheng Peng to help, so they were able to get their wish.

The couple burned all the letters they exchanged and buried most of the remaining books deep into the ground.

Compared with the books and calligraphy paintings that were carefully buried before, this time they were directly boxed, and there was no time to take protective measures.

After taking care of everything, the second elder left the capital with clothes, bedding, pots and pans and other belongings, and quietly explained to several old friends at the practice banquet that they had retreated bravely, as for whether they listened to it, it is unknown that they had left the capital.

After receiving the reply from the second elder, Feng Qingxue slightly relaxed his heart.

Far from the capital, the danger is greatly reduced.

It's July, the sun is shining, and although there is no scorching heat, there is also a heat wave.

Even if he was wearing a small straw hat, Fu Bao refused to go out.

"Why? Sister, it's fun outside. Xibao, who was a black color, was puzzled, he now likes to go out to play, many children who have not gone to school listen to him, he is very majestic.

Fu Bao ignored his brother, took a towel from the wind and snow, wiped his face and hands by himself, and then put it on the basin shelf, then pouted his ass and pushed the chair to the box, stepped on the chair and successfully got the alabaster in the enamel basin on the box, clumsily unscrewed the bottle cap, and was about to wipe his face when he was taken away by the wind and snow.

"I've said it many times, it's mom's alabaster."

"Mom, you can wipe it for me! Babies should also be pretty. Fu Bao felt that his mother's alabaster was better, and stretched out a little finger, "A little, a little!" ”