Without the military coat, Feng Qingxue did not feel the cold.
The reason was simple, she was wearing cashmere clothes underneath her padded jacket, which was incredibly warm.
After seeing off the Lu family father and son and returning to the room, Miao Fengqin handed two packets of sugar cubes to Feng Qingxue, "We rural folks don't have any sugar tickets and can't buy such things. Your uncle has ways to get them at home, but you two sisters can't get them, so take them to sweeten your mouths. If anyone asks about your meeting today when you get home, just distribute a few sugar cubes to them, if no one asks, keep them for yourselves."
"Leave one packet for yourself, sister-in-law, I only need one packet," Feng Qingxue pushed back one packet.
She couldn't hide her meeting with Lu Jiang from the people of the Wanglou Brigade, it was impossible that no one would come and inquire about the details. If her uncle's house ran out of sugar, it wouldn't be good either.