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

The staple foods are 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 crumbs. The large bag is about ten kilograms, and the small bag is about four or five kilograms.

Although the total amount of grain is thirty to fifty kilograms, the variety is dizzying.

Lu Jiang saw clearly the types and quantities of the supplies, and was glad that he had helped his wife to cover them in advance. He was actually extremely curious.

Smoked meat is a specialty of the Sichuan-Guizhou area, air-dried meat is clearly from the Northeast, and ham and sausage are a specialty of the Southeast. These products cover almost all of the world.

The things Feng Qingxue sent him before were almost the same as these.

Full of curiosity almost overflowed from Lu Jiang's chest.

However, he knew that this was his wife's secret and had no intention of asking for details.

When she wants to tell herself, she will never hide it from herself. If she doesn't want to tell her, then she shouldn't embarrass her.

Lu Jiang quickly put most of the things into the cupboard by category. Lu Jiang called Lu Tianjun and asked him and Guancheng to soak the mutton in the well water, while he washed the pork suet and controlled the water. Then the three uncles and nephews worked together to make it. Dinner is served.

Father Lu noticed something was wrong with his son as soon as he served the table, "A Jiang, what good thing happened to you?"

Look how happy he is! Although she usually treats Feng Qingxue with courtesy, she is not treating her like an enamel doll like she is now. She wishes she could hold a bowl and a spoon and put the rice in the bowl into Feng Qingxue's mouth.

Lu Jiang only had Feng Qingxue in his eyes now. He didn't hear Lu's father's words at all, but Feng Qingxue pushed him gently, "Don't be silly, dad is talking to you!"

"Huh? Huh?" Lu Jiang came to his senses and turned to his father with a confused look on his face, "Dad, did you call me?"

"Yes, I called you, do you hear me now?" Father Lu was helpless. Why didn't he know that his son would be so stupid one day? He was so stupid that he could rival Silu Liu from their production team.

Father Lu accidentally revealed his thoughts, causing his grandchildren to cover their mouths and chuckle.

They all know the situation of Sha Liu. Sha Liu is the son of Sang Dahu, the captain of the second production team of Wanglou Brigade. He is fifteen years old this year. He was born a fool and has some problems with his legs and feet. He often wanders around the production team. Because he was the sixth among his brothers and sisters, his nickname was Liuzi, and everyone in the Wanglou Brigade called him Shaliu.

Lu Jiang joined the army as a young man and didn't know much about the situation of the young people in the Wanglou Brigade, but he knew that Sha Liu was definitely not a smart person. He said dissatisfiedly: "Dad, have you ever said that about your son?"

"Yes!" Father Lu was very straightforward.

Feng Qingxue pursed her lips and smiled.

Normally, the Lu Jiang she saw was handsome, burly, mature, and decisive in his behavior. He was an upright man, very considerate, and made her feel so warm and secure.

Where is he now? Silly and a little cute.

Lu Jiang exhaled, finally calmed down, and said directly to Lu's father: "Dad, the day after tomorrow is the last acupuncture and massage, and then I have to go back to the army. After I left, I asked Tianjun and Acheng to help him after school. Xue should do more housework. It's best not to let Qingxue go to work. If you can't avoid it, ask your uncle to arrange some light work. "

Father Lu, who was as smart as Lu, immediately made some guesses. He was extremely happy and nodded: "I know, don't worry!"

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