The snow was falling heavily that day, and Father Lu and a group of old gentlemen who had been sent down to the countryside were warming themselves by a fire in the cowshed.
Although Lu Jiang was not at home, Xu Aiguo, who worked at the coal factory, sent him a shipment of coal every year, plus Feng Qingxue had remembered to leave several sacks of coal in the cellar before she left, which was more than enough for their use.
When he fully grasped the content of the telegram, Father Lu immediately said to the room full of gentlemen, "Quick, congratulate me, I've just added three grandsons!"
"What?"
"Triplets? Qingxue had triplets?"
"You're not joking, are you? Qingxue had just started showing when she left."
"My goodness, Xibao suddenly has three little brothers."
"Congratulations, congratulations, Old Lu, the Lu family has added three golden grandsons, you must be delighted, aren't you?"
"Do I even need to say it? Of course, I'm delighted, who wouldn't be?"