Lu Jiang sighed softly, even though he wasn't working, Feng Qingxue was usually ten times busier than when she was employed.
After washing and drying his wife's feet, Lu Jiang helped her out of her clothes, made sure she was comfortably in bed, then checked on his daughter and the triplets before tidying up himself and going to sleep as well.
The next day was the beginning of spring, which was followed by Chinese New Year's Eve and the Spring Festival; the three holidays together created a unique calendar sequence.
But there was no time off for the Spring Festival, let alone Chinese New Year's Eve or the start of spring.
In fact, the weekends were also mandatory work days, without any leisure time, though sometimes people would turn a blind eye.
Like always, Lu Jiang got up before six in the morning, washed up quietly, assembled with the soldiers for training, had breakfast punctually at seven-thirty in the mess hall, and started his day's work.
