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Chapter 951 Flying to the Capital 3

Walking to the door of the room, Lu Jiang pulled He Hongjun into his room, "When the lesbians talk, what are we male comrades doing? Come and sit in my room. Comrade He Hongjun, tell me about Shanghai. Let me understand the situation on the side."

Comparatively speaking, as a man, I pay more attention to the changes of the times.

"Okay!" He Hongjun also felt that it was not suitable to follow up, so he naturally obeyed Lu Jiang.

Feng Qingxue smiled and invited He Qingyin to her room.

She first helped Qingyin He sit on the only chair, then closed the door, turned around and raised the kettle to pour water.

"Comrade Qingxue, don't be too busy, I don't drink water, I'm not thirsty. Who wrote this word? Can you tell me?" He Qingyin said, taking out Feng Qingxue from his pocket and handing it to He Hongjun paper, with a very eager attitude.

Feng Qingxue didn't beat around the bush, she smiled and said, "The teacher wrote it, my teacher wrote it, as evidence that I met Senior Sister."

He Qingyin was taken aback, "Teacher? Senior sister? Who are you?"

Feng Qingxue respectfully handed the enamel jar to her hand, "Teacher's ninth disciple Feng Qingxue has seen Senior Sister He."

Wen Wenxuan's words surprised He Qingyin, and she trembled, "You mean that the teacher is safe now?"

"Yes, the teacher is in our hometown, and there is no fear of life for the time being. The teacher has always been worried about several brothers and sisters, so we came to Shanghai and specifically asked us to inquire about the whereabouts of the sister." Feng Qingxue sighed, "When I know Comrade He Hongjun's aunt is Senior Sister, and I am so happy to learn that Senior Sister, you are safe and sound."

He Qingyin burst into tears with joy, "The letter I sent was like a muddy ox into the sea, I knew that the situation in the capital was not good, and the teacher's situation was not optimistic. However, I couldn't protect myself, and Hongjun took a lot of effort to save my old life. I can't let him risk another trip to the capital. There is no way I can do it. I can only ask God in my heart to bless my teachers and brothers and sisters to get through this catastrophe in peace, even if I know that my prayers are not enough. It's psychological comfort."

Feng Qingxue comforted: "Now the teacher is fine, senior sister can rest assured."

"Yes, yes, you can rest assured, you can rest assured." He Qingyin held the enamel vat, "I just don't know the whereabouts of my senior brother, I am still very worried. The original eight people were folded in half. Alas, in this world, I don't know. Why did it suddenly become like this, and I don't know what the above has to do with us nerds. Qingxue, let me call you Qingxue, how is the teacher living with you? How is your spirit? What to eat and wear How are you living? How did you come to your place?"

Ignoring Cui Shaoyuan's role in it, Feng Qingxue briefly told He Qingyin about Wen Ruyu's current situation, "Since I have worshipped the teacher, I will be a teacher for one day and a father for the rest of my life. Please don't worry about the teacher's clothing, food, housing and transportation."

He Qingyin let out a long breath.

"In the future, it will be hard for you." He Qingyin said.

"I only have two or three months of vacation. After the vacation is over, I have to return to the army." Feng Qingxue sighed, "Fortunately, the parents and villagers in our hometown are very kind, and the children at home are all grown up and can help take care of the teacher. We live together, with the cowshed to the west and our home to the east, and now the brigade is building a house for them, and it is also near our home."

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