CHAPTER 1900: CHAPTER 1900: RETURN TO THE CAPITAL 4

Lu Jiang responded by handing the box to the driver, then stuffing several children into the car.

"It’s really cold outside, and the weather forecast says there will be snow tonight. Whatever you want to say, say it at home." Lu Jiang pushed Lu Erxiong’s protesting head back inside, "I’ve taken care of what your mom likes, you just stop worrying about it."

Ye Yan took the triplets in one car, Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue took Fubao in another.

It’s December according to the solar calendar, the weather is harsh, and it took quite a while for the car to start.

They drove through half of Capital directly into the West Mountain compound.

There were guards every five steps, sentries every ten. As the car approached the guards, Lu Jiang opened the window and craned his neck out, "It’s me, bringing the children and their mother back."

Seeing him, the guard saluted and immediately let them pass. Naturally, there was no inspection.

Lu Jiang returned the salute before closing the window.

Fubao saw this and exclaimed, "Mom, this place is so strict. It’s nothing like being at the base."

"Of course, this is the Capital after all. You’ll get used to it in the future." Feng Qingxue hadn’t stayed here much before going home for a holiday, so was also unfamiliar, needing future integration.

The car stopped in front of the three-story house allocated to their family, and the adults and children got out one after the other.

"Wow, a building!" Lu Erxiong widened his eyes.

Feng Qingxue corrected him, "It’s a villa."

"A villa is just a building, it’s just a name, why do you fuss about it, Mom." Lu Erxiong dashed into his new home ahead, "Here I come!"

A woman in her thirties with a neat appearance, simple attire, and ear-length short hair emerged from the kitchen. Seeing Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue, she hurriedly said, "Have the two comrades returned? Did you bring all the children back? The weather is cold, I’ve made a pot of mutton soup, quickly, everyone have a bowl to warm yourselves."

"Sister Zhang, thank you for your hard work. There’s still one back at the old home, but the rest are here." Feng Qingxue turned to the children and said, "This is Sister Zhang, our housekeeper; get to know her and be polite."

"Hello, Sister Zhang!" The five children bowed together, their voices bright and full of energy.

Sister Zhang beamed, "Ah, hello little comrades, sit down and rest, I’ll go serve the soup."

Feng Qingxue took off the military coat she was wearing and hung it on the rack, then slumped into the sofa feeling sore all over, "Sister Zhang, let them wash their hands and serve themselves, you don’t have to do everything."

Sister Zhang smiled without responding.

Lu Erxiong saw the television in the living room and rushed over to turn it on, "Wow, it’s colored, Mom, it’s colored! And it’s bigger than our TV, if you had told me earlier, I would’ve come back sooner."

Given Lu Jiang’s rank, their family should have had these things since the sixties; sofa sets for ranks above division level came in the fifties, televisions in the sixties. However, both he and Feng Qingxue were considerate of the country’s economic difficulties and shortages, only asking for essential furniture like dining tables, wardrobes, and beds. The current house was left by the previous owner, with the furniture untouched.

Neither Lu Jiang nor Feng Qingxue paid attention to their noisy son, they washed their hands and called the children to have soup together.

"Once you’re done with the soup, I’ll take you upstairs to see your rooms." Lu Jiang said.

There was nothing much on TV now, so Lu Erxiong finally obediently went to wash his hands, then ran back to sit at the dining table and have soup, "Zhuangzhuang, you have so much mutton in your bowl, give me some, you won’t digest it all."

Zhuangzhuang rolled his eyes at him, and moved the leftover mutton to his mom’s bowl.

...slowly regaining hand speed...