A few cries of "brother" left Xibao scratching his head, "Alright, I'll let you have Mom."
Fubao got her wish and monopolized their mother's embrace.
Her face was directly opposite Feng Qingxue's, with her back to Xibao, and the look of smugness at the corners of her eyes and brows was clearly seen by Feng Qingxue.
This little girl!
Her mood improved somewhat after the sandstorm had passed. Lu Jiang took Xibao to deal with the mess outside, mainly organizing the troops in the camp to clean up the mess left by the sandstorm, inspect the safety of the cattle, sheep, and horses, and so on.
After thinking for a while, Feng Qingxue took out pen and paper to write letters to all her relatives and friends, including Lou Shaonong and Lin Yufen.
Among her relatives and friends, this elderly couple was the most in danger.
In her past life, they had died in this calamity.
