Upon hearing about Lu Jiang's letter, Feng Qingxue, not caring about visiting Hongling's home any longer, hastily ran to the secretary's office.
"Uncle, where is Lu Jiang's letter?"
Seeing Feng Qingxue, Feng Shuanzhu smiled, pointed to a package and an envelope on the table, "Now all post offices send the letters and parcels to the various production brigades, next time just come here directly to pick it up."
"Thank you, uncle!"
Feng Shuanzhu waved his hand, "No need for thanks, it's no trouble."
The package was heavy. Feng Qingxue carried it in her hand; she put the envelope into the pocket of her military coat. She didn't open it until she got home.
Upon reading it, she was stunned.
Deployment!
Lu Jiang was going to war!