My Beloved Super Fierce Wife-Chapter 248 Your package

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Chapter 248: 248 Your package

Lin Tang couldn’t help but cry and laugh.

Finding the courtyard crowded with people, she had no choice but to take Lin Xiaojing to her own room.

"Sister Xiaojing, I’ll take you to see my room."

Lin Xiaojing had wanted to see it and nodded, "Okay!!"

The two young girls went to the room.

White walls, brand-new beds and wardrobes, and bedding on the bed that felt soft from being sunned.

The table had already been moved into the room, placed near the window.

On the table was a canning jar, with various colored flowers sticking out of it, which had a charm of its own.

"You even have flowers! You didn’t arrange these, did you?" Lin Xiaojing asked with a laugh as she smelled the flowers.

Lin Tang looked at the flowers on the table, her eyes and brow soft.

"My mother said that Goudan and the others picked them early in the morning for me, but who knows where they got the idea from..."

Those little rascals were truly heartwarming!

Lin Xiaojing sat down, feeling a pang of envy in her heart.

"How come I don’t have such good nephews and nieces?"

Lin Tang stayed silent for a moment before speaking, "Even if you did, you couldn’t possibly have more than me."

Those words pierced Lin Xiaojing’s heart like sharp arrows.

-

On the distant border.

This place was covered with ice and snow year-round.

Temperatures were so low that every year, some would offer up their lives to the cold.

A small path extended out amidst the vast expanse of white snow.

At the moment, several young soldiers in green uniforms, with large packs on their backs and two-man teams, were carrying supplies up the mountain with great difficulty.

"Comrades, hold on a little longer, we’re almost there," the leader encouraged with determination.

As he spoke, puffs of mist sprayed from his mouth.

The younger soldiers pulled their legs out of the knee-high snow and gritted their teeth, replying, "Yes!"

Their physical strength had been severely depleted on the way up, and they were at the end of their tether.

If it weren’t for their steadfast belief, it was uncertain if they could have made it this far.

Suddenly, one of the soldiers blinked and watched as people from up the mountain came to meet them, his face lighting up with ecstasy.

"Chief, the comrades from the mountain are coming to meet us!!"

Upon hearing this, everyone looked.

Indeed.

Several green figures were rushing towards them.

Instantly, they found a new surge of strength within themselves.

They stepped forward, boldly and confidently continuing on.

Qi Hang, who had come to take over the supplies, stood firm and saluted.

"Let us take over the goods, comrades; you’ve worked hard."

The leader of the supply carriers returned the salute, "It’s nothing!"

Speaking of hardship, who could compete with the comrades who stayed on the mountain year-round?

With the harsh weather, the group exchanged a few cordial words and then walked up the mountain.

After reaching the top, Qi Hang settled the comrades delivering the supplies and was about to head back to the dormitory.

"Wait a moment, Comrade Qi, today’s delivery also includes a package for Comrade Lin Weiguo. Could you take it with you?"

Qi Hang stopped in his tracks, a look of surprise in his eyes.

A package for Old Lin?

Unprecedented, unheard of.

After receiving the package, Qi Hang looked at the large package in his hands with some curiosity about its contents.

Eager to know, he walked quickly on the way back and soon arrived at the dormitory.

Lin Weiguo was in the dormitory writing a letter when he heard the raucous noise.

"Weiguo, you’ve got a package!"

A package?

Hearing this, Lin Weiguo immediately jumped off his bed.

No sooner had he jumped down than Qi Hang entered.

"My package?" Lin Weiguo’s eyes widened.

He never thought that his family would send him a package; with several mouths at home relying on the farm for food, how could they afford to send him anything when they had barely enough to eat themselves?

Qi Hang set the package down, "Yeah, yours! Look, your name is even on it, and who knows what it is?"

At his words, the others in the dormitory also became curious.

They crowded around en masse.

Fiercely fixating on the huge package.

Lin Weiguo also wanted to know what was inside and immediately opened it.

There were two letters on top.

Inside, there was twenty pounds of coarse flour, a box of Malt Extract, twenty pounds of dried pork, a pair of knee protectors, a jar of unknown substance, and a bottle that seemed like wine but wasn’t wine...

There were many things!

Qi Hang was stunned and it took him a while to come back to his senses, "...These are all good things, Weiguo, did your family come into money?"

All these things wouldn’t be available without spending at least a hundred yuan.

"Don’t talk nonsense!" Lin Weiguo rebuked him lightly, "I’ll read the letters first."

Saying this, he took the family letters to one side.

Seeing his demeanor, the other young men in the dormitory kept their mouths shut.

Each having not been home for years, they understood that the Camp Chief needed quiet now.

Even the typically blustering Qi Hang looked solemn.

He too was missing home!

Lin Weiguo first opened the thinner of the two letters, which was written by his father.

It was just two pages long, saying everything at home was good, telling him not to worry, to take care of himself, and to visit when he had time.

Lin Weiguo thought of his parents and siblings, and a look of longing crossed his resolute face.

His life was devoted to the country, all the more difficult to give to his family.

It was his choice; there was nothing to say about it.

It was just that occasionally the thought of his family would unavoidably bring discomfort to his heart.

Lin Weiguo closed his eyes for a moment, trying to quell the waves surging within him.

After a while, he opened the second letter.

This letter was thick, at least twice as thick as the last one.

The beginning of the letter read: Brother Weiguo, upon unfolding this letter, may you be well!

Seeing the handwriting, Lin Weiguo knew it was Lin Tang who had written it.

Thinking of the little girl in his memories, the man’s eyes filled with tenderness, and the corner of his mouth curved up slightly.

Reading it reluctantly, as if he did not want to finish, he read very slowly, practically savoring each word.

After finishing the letter five minutes had passed.

Lin Weiguo gently rubbed the last two sentences of the letter with his rough fingertips.

"... Brother Weiguo, you protect the country, and we at home wait for your return."

"No matter where you are, please remember that we are behind you, wishing you well!"

His smile was tired, his eyes slightly red.

It was worth it!

Everything was worth it!

After calming the turmoil in his heart, Lin Weiguo pulled out another sheet of paper from Lin Tang’s letter that listed the items in the package.

There was fruit juice for nourishment.

There was ointment for frostbite.

...

Thinking of Tangtang saying she had found a job and that these things were bought with her salary, Lin Weiguo happily laughed.

Good for her!

Tangtang had finally achieved her wish.

That was just fine.

He walked over and took everything out of the package.

Like a child opening a package, he wanted to look at each item, wanted to try each one.

Lin Weiguo first poured himself a little of the vibrant fruit juice that was good for the body.

Upon taking a sip, a warmth settled in his chest.

It quickly spread outward.

In a moment, his entire body felt warm.

"Refreshing!" exclaimed Lin Weiguo.

Thinking that Tangtang said she made it herself, the man was proud.

Seeing him enjoying himself, Qi Hang and the others put down their packs and approached him.

"Weiguo, what is this? Who sent it to you?" Qi Hang asked curiously.

Since they were brothers who had faced life and death together, Lin Weiguo wasn’t stingy.

Waving his hand, he said, "Go on and grab..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he saw several young men coming over with enamel jars or broken bowls, looking at him eagerly.

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