After Commander Chen and Ye Zhengjun arrived in the capital, they first asked the guards to deliver the things that Lu Jiang and his comrades entrusted them to bring to Feng Qingxue’s household, before they went to meet the senior leaders. They were surprised to learn of this matter.
It seems that no matter where he is, Xibao always thrives like a fish in water!
Xibao, who was thriving like a fish in water, was at home, shouting cheerfully, "My shoes! My hats! My pillows! My insects..."
He dived headfirst into the just-opened suitcase, fluttering his hands and kicking his legs outside.
After diving in, Xibao felt something was wrong. He couldn’t breathe because of the stuffiness, kicking his legs frantically, asking for help!
Fortunately, Wang Fengqiao reacted quickly, pulled him out, put him aside, then checked the items that came along, and said to Feng Qingxue with a smile, "Lu Jiang is quite considerate. The items he packed are all useful for Fubao."
Xibao’s swaddling clothes and other things were already vibrant in color, perfectly suitable for baby girl Fubao.
Feng Qingxue agreed wholeheartedly.
Although they had enough items given by comrades and friends, a comrade recently had a baby, and Feng Qingxue asked Lu’s father to send some supplies and milk powder over, so if Fubao wet the swaddling clothes or diapers more often than usual and the washed ones didn’t dry out in time, she had to wrap Fubao in a big quilt.
Moreover, the quality of the materials Feng Qingxue prepared for her son initially was far better, soft and durable.
As for other matters, because heavy snow had sealed the mountains making it hard for the border troops to receive supplies, Lu Jiang declined his comrades’ kind offers and only entrusted Commander Chen to deliver several months’ wages and coupons to Feng Qingxue. There were no food items.
The letters were most crucial.
A thick stack of letters, each recording Lu Jiang’s sentiments and longing at the time, as well as his deep apologies.
"Whenever the training ends, and it’s quiet at night, I think of you. I think of you, I think of Xibao, I think of our unborn child. You are taking care of two children alone, handling work at the same time. It’s incredibly hard, and all I can do is worry from here."
"I heard that it’s very windy and sandy in the capital. I wonder if you and Xibao are used to it?"
"This year the grass and water are plentiful, and there are many herds of horses, cattle, and sheep. Everyone says that the situation is better than last year and it’s expected to alleviate the grain shortage."
"In my military training on the snowy mountain, I picked two snow lotus flowers, but they are not as beautiful as you."
"Autumn is ending, and winter is coming. As heavy snow seals the mountains, I wonder what the weather is like in the capital? Remember to wear more clothes and don’t catch a cold."
"I received a telegram that Fubao weighed eight catties and two taels at birth. There must have been danger involved; it scared me to death."
"Jin Zhuzhu is expecting. She asked me to let you know."
"It’s been a long time since we’ve been apart. I miss you, do you miss me too?"
After reading every letter in her warm bed, Feng Qingxue could feel the tender feelings between the lines, her cheeks reddening.
After being apart for half a year, how could she not yearn and long for him?
She wished her heart could turn into a Somersault Cloud that could reunite her with her lover in the blink of an eye.
"Mom, hot, hot!" Seeing this, Xibao, who was holding a basket of grass-woven insects prepared to give it to his sister, pointed to his chubby cheeks, "hot!"
Feng Qingxue didn’t deny it, covering her face and said, "Yes, it’s too hot in here."
Xibao sat down on the bed, touched his face, "No, not hot!"
"Mom is an adult, so I can feel hot. You are a child, so you don’t feel it. Go play now!" Feng Qingxue firmly stated. She neatly folded the letters she had read back into the envelope, then put them away.