After visiting local and city friends, as well as comrades in neighboring counties, and picking up their photos from the photo studio, Lu Jiang's twenty-day leave was coming to an end.
Protecting the nation was a soldier's duty. No matter how much he wanted to stay, Lu Jiang could not linger at home.
As he was busily packing and saying goodbye to his friends and family, Feng Qingxue was also preparing her gifts for him.
She had occasionally spent time with Lu Jiang, cultivating their feelings, visiting nearby comrades and friends, but most of the time, she stayed at home, working overtime to knit him sweaters and trousers. The wool she used was the blue yarn that Lu Jiang had bought for her.
Lu Jiang was tall and sturdy, and four pounds of wool were not enough for him.
Feng Qingxue stealthily rummaged through the space and finally found almost identical wool in terms of color and texture. She added another pound.