The military master pledged his life to the country, and the military wife pledged her life to him.

It's the weekend, but I don't care so much.

He and Political Commissar Qin spent several days getting all the ingredients and packaging bags that Lin Xi needed.

To this end, Lin Xi spent all her rest time cooking delicious food. She made more than ten cans of spicy strips with different flavors and ingredients.

Among them, three large jars belonged to Weekend, three large jars belonged to Political Commissar Qin and Sang Xiao, and the other three large jars belonged to Lin Xi and his friends. Two of them were to be sent away, and one was for Weekend and Political Commissar Qin and his friends to take home to eat. In addition, they left three extra jars at the Fu family, intending to eat them when they were free.

Because Lin Xi doesn't like uneven "division of the spoils", all the delicious food she makes is weighed and then bagged and sealed afterwards.

Except for a portion that is kept for everyone in their family to eat when they have nothing to do, the rest is distributed equally.

On weekends, Political Commissar Qin and the others would go home to help Lin Xi whenever they had time.

Over a period of time, Lin Xi has successfully made spicy strips, moon cakes, beef jerky, twisted dough sticks, dried sweet potatoes, pork jerky, peanuts for drinking, and several pounds of spicy rice crust.

The food that Political Commissar Qin and Weekend bought was decreasing at a rate visible to the naked eye every day.

At the same time, the amount of things they have to send away is increasing day by day.

Linxi even made bread using an earthen kiln.

The whole family was so shocked that they finished all the bread she made that night.

So when Principal Wan received the big bag of delicious food that Lin Xi had asked him to give him for the weekend, he was completely shocked.

Especially after seeing the greasy and milky bread, Principal Wan was so shocked that he didn't know what to say.

"Lin Xi, how come you can even make bread?"

"After Sang Xiao briefly told her what bread was made of, Lin Xi made it by accident. In her words, making bread is no different from making steamed buns, but it's too expensive, so we brought you the only bread we had so that you can eat it on the road."

"So is this for me or for your grandfather?"

"The small one is for you, and the big one is for my grandfather. Is it convenient for you to take them? If not, I can ask someone else to take them..."

"No, it's convenient for me."

It's the weekend. Before I could finish my sentence, I was interrupted by Principal Wan.

"I have already informed your grandfather, and he will send someone to pick me up at the airport."

"You're going back by plane?"

"What else? With my body, do you think I can withstand the bumps on the road?"

It's the weekend. He smiled and said, "Why don't you take Mr. Qin and Mr. Sang's portions as well?"

Principal Wan: "Why do those two old guys have them too?"

"Xixi didn't intend to make these snacks for my grandfather. After Qin Wei and Sang Xiao found out, they suddenly became very filial, so they also made some for Grandpa Qin and Grandpa Sang. But they mainly relied on my grandfather's help. If I hadn't asked him to do it, Old Master Fu wouldn't have been willing to let his wife work so hard!"

Principal Wan: "It seems that I am also benefiting from your grandfather's help!"

"So why don't you take them back with you?"

"Yes you can!"

"Then please lend me your office phone."

It was the weekend and I called Political Commissar Qin.

When Political Commissar Qin learned that Principal Wan wanted to help him bring his things over, he immediately rushed back to the staff quarters. He and Sang Xiao hurried to the school carrying two bamboo baskets of things. He personally saw Principal Wan off to the special plane that came to pick him up, and after the plane took off, they each called their grandfather.

Mr. Sang was a little surprised when he received Sang Xiao's call.

"Xiaoxiao, why did you suddenly think of calling Grandpa? Did something happen between you and Qin Wei?"

"Qin Wei and I are getting along very well in the army, what could possibly go wrong?"

Without waiting for Grandpa Sang to ask, Sang Xiao quickly recounted what had happened.

"Grandpa, we made those meals by ourselves. It cost us a lot of money, time and energy. Please don't waste them or give them away. Otherwise, I will ask my friend to make food for his grandfather on weekends. Qin Wei and I will not make food for you and Old Man Qin."

Old Master Sang said with a smile, "I see. Do we two old guys have it? Do your parents and in-laws have it?"

Sang Xiao: "No."

"These days, precious things are rare. My friend has to tutor my brother-in-law and the children of our Qin and Zhou families during the day. At night, she has to find time to study and prepare lessons. She also has to find time to cook for our family and their family of five on weekends. She is almost dying every day. She made these things in her spare time..."

Sang Xiao chattered a lot with Grandpa Sang about the situation on her side.

It was not until this moment that Grandpa Sang realized that his daughter and Old Zhou's precious grandson were now staying at their good daughter and good brother's house to "eat and drink for free."

"When you get the package, open it and take a look. There is a box of mooncakes and a box of rice dumplings for my parents. The rest are all yours."

"Won't Old Man Qin take his share from me?"

"Yours is yours, and Grandpa Qin's is Grandpa Qin's. We made them according to your tastes. There are slight differences in the food inside. The three characters Qin Zhou Sang are also written on the packages. Oh, by the way, you'd better eat your roasted pork belly first after you get the package, otherwise I'm afraid it won't be crispy after a long time..."

Sang Xiao grew up with Grandpa Sang, so she has a better relationship with him than with her own parents.

So she and Grandpa Sang chatted a lot, and when it was Qin Wei's turn to call his grandfather, he said directly: "Grandpa, I asked Grandpa Wan to bring you some food. Please tell Grandpa Sang the details. I have something else to do, so I'll hang up first."

Mr. Qin: ???

Before he could say a word, Qin Wei hung up the phone.

In desperation, he had to call Mr. Sang to ask what was going on.

As it turned out, Mr. Sang was on a call, and Mr. Qin had to call several times before he could get through.

"Old Sang, Qin Wei just called me and said that he asked Master Wan to bring me some food? What's going on? This guy didn't even bother to explain himself clearly and asked me to call you to ask."

Mr. Sang said, "It's a long story, but Wan Herong's plane will arrive after 2:30. Let's go pick him up at the airport together. I'll tell you in detail on the way."

"Should I pick you up or should you pick me up?"

"Let me pick you up!"

The two agreed on the time and place to meet and then hung up the phone.

To this end, Mr. Qin and Mr. Sang turned down a lot of work and successfully met with Principal Wan before his plane arrived in Kyoto.

On the road.

Mr. Sang and Mr. Qin told him about the current situation they had.

After listening to this, Mr. Qin asked, "How do you know so clearly?"

"My granddaughter told me, otherwise how would I know? But from Lao Zhou's tone just now, he seems to know more than me. Let's ask him what's going on when we meet. My granddaughter and your grandson have been married for so many years, and this is the first time she has taken the initiative to send me food. I heard that our tastes in food are different. I don't know what made them spend so much money and energy..."