Lu Jiang gave a slight nod, "The boy is the eldest, named Huo Yan, and the girl is the youngest, named Huo Xiaoyu."
"Huo Xiaoyu?" Feng Qingxue raised an eyebrow. That name, Huo Xiaoyu, was a tragic character. Well, the name isn't important; what's important is that the children have a good life. "I remember, I'll tell Sister Xuenian."
When Lu Jiang was unpacking, he discovered a pile of opened packages in a corner of the bedroom, and he was quite surprised, "Where did all this stuff come from?"
"A small portion was received this month while you were away from the military, sent by friends and relatives from various places, a wide assortment. It took me a lot of effort to sort it out. Most of it was sent from the South Sea. Before leaving, I bought a lot of dried goods, and I also bought a heap in the names of Doctor Guo and Sister-in-law Gu. Really, there wasn't much when divided among families. Of course, some portions were already sent to friends and relatives locally."
