Although Li Jiaoyang came here for Feng Qingyun, his background was clear. There were still some relatives of the Rong family living in the capital, and he made several calls to Hu Lan to ask him to take the child back. During the limited vacation, Li Jiaoyang had to separate from Feng Qingyun, bid farewell to the Lu family, and took the opportunity to see Hu Lan home to see his relatives and friends.

Hu Lan's health was very poor, and she had improved a little after a few days of treatment. Living in the Lu family all the time was not a good choice, but she chose to settle in Shanghai with Li Jiaoyang. She could not bear to be separated from her son.

Feng Qingyun was very considerate, "Go with peace of mind, we will contact you through letters later."

With Li Jiaoyang, she had long been prepared to be separated from each other.

"good."

The thing the Lu family hates most about Li Jiaoyang is the triplets. Lu Erxiong bit his finger and said, "Uncle Jiaoyang, why don't you put me in a box and take me away, so that I can eat your cooking every day."

"Er Xiong, isn't the food I cooked delicious?" Zhu Lei held Hu Lan's suitcase with a deliberately straight face.

Lu Erxiong said cleverly: "I didn't say it was not delicious, but Uncle Jiaoyang makes it even better."

Li Jiaoyang touched the top of his head and said warmly: "It's very cold outside. Go back to the house quickly. My uncle will prepare delicious food for you next time you have a chance. Knowing that you live here, my uncle will send you delicious food in the future."

"Okay then, see you grandma, see you uncle!"

With the departure of Hu Lan's mother and son, the Lu family quickly returned to peace.

As calm as water, even if New Year's Day comes, there will be no big waves.

It's snowing, the wind is like a sharp blade and the snow is like goose feathers.

The elderly and children stayed at home happily warming up the brazier. Feng Qingxue and Lu Jiang still had to work. Lu Jiang was a little better and had no important work, while Feng Qingxue was very busy.

A group of soldiers were training in the field. Unfortunately, an accident occurred. Several legs were broken and arms were broken.

The 1973 draft has not yet started, and as those who enlisted last year, they are new recruits.

Lu Jiang's face was so dark when he came to visit the hospital that he almost turned black and frightened these soldiers who were less than twenty years old. They had to practice, they had to practice, they had to train well, wasn't it Xueli Lalian? It's simply a shame that it's gotten to this point!

"Okay, let them have a good rest." Feng Qingxue pulled him out of the ward.

Lu Jiang was still very angry, "Looking back, I have to find out who trained the soldiers. How could it be like this? Training in the snow gave me such a result! I have to intensify my training intensity. I have to intensify my training."

"Okay, okay, you have the final say. They are not the soldiers you brought out, nor are they the special forces you recently trained."

Lu Jiang calmed down a little, "When will you get off work?"

"If there is no emergency, I can get off work now." Feng Qingxue packed up the things on her desk, "Why don't you go to the New Year's Day performance? Xiaoyun sang three songs in a row today."

"Let's go together." Lu Jiang said.

"Okay!" Put aside the children and spend some time in the world of two people. Although the time is short, it is still sweet.

In the auditorium, Feng Qingyun stood on the stage and sang loudly. She immediately saw the shadows of her sister and brother-in-law sitting in the front row. She thought that one day, she and Li Jiaoyang would be as happy as them.

With this belief, Feng Qingyun sang even more passionately.

Feng Qingxue commented in the audience: "Compared to before becoming a disciple of Mr. Guan, Xiaoyun's aura is calmer, and he has indeed made great progress."

"Famous teachers produce great disciples!"

As soon as Lu Jiang finished speaking, he saw Liu Ran running over.

. . I had an aspiration of 18,000, but ended up with 16,000, sixteen chapters, my head hurts a bit, I will finish the remaining two chapters tomorrow, I caught up on an outline today, so. . . Tickets

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