Back to the 60s: The Struggle Career of a Charmed Wife

After hearing his wife's words, Lu Jiang hesitated for a moment, "Isn't it possible?"

Feng Qingxue looked at him, "You have read the books I gave you. You should know clearly that those old people should not have been sent to us. Some of them died in their previous lives. This is a change. As for the issue of educated youth, The Wanglou Brigade cannot be avoided, and almost most rural areas cannot avoid the fate of accepting educated youths, but many of them have never left their names in history. "

Lu Jiang held his wife's hand and said, "Qingxue, you are a hero and well deserved."

Her resurrection seems to have only changed the fate of her own family, but in fact it has led to changes in the fate of others that are completely different from history, especially those who have been saved by her, or those who have been saved indirectly by her.

Feng Qingxue said sheepishly: "I am ashamed of myself. I am ashamed of myself. I only do things with a clear conscience."

"It's easy to say the words "with a clear conscience", but not many people can actually do it." Lu Jiang has realized until now, "I will work harder to let you do what you like without any scruples." matter."

Feng Qingxue smiled sweetly, "I'll wait!"

A rare night of tenderness deepened the relationship between the two.

Lu Jiang got up early and went about his daily work, while Feng Qingxue took care of the children at home and continued studying. However, the silence of not hearing anything outside the window was soon broken by uninvited people.

The person coming was Xu Qinghe, the wife of Ma Wei, a regimental commander under Su Junlin's division.

She joined the army in June. After she and Bai Xue came to Lu's house, they dropped in every now and then. She brought her and Ma Wei's precious son Ma Rui in, familiar with each other, "Sister-in-law, are you up?"

Seeing Feng Qingxue clearing away the pens and papers on the table, Xu Qinghe said in a fuss, "Sister-in-law, what are you doing?"

She stretched her head to read, but Feng Qingxue had put away all the papers and pens with content, leaving blank paper so that she could not see anything. Feng Qingxue said calmly: "I will practice calligraphy at home when I have nothing to do." , you got up so early?"

Looking up at the clock on the wall, Feng Qingxue found that it was only half past eight.

In December, the sky here at 8:30 is almost as dark as 6:30 in the capital. It is just dawn. Except for the soldiers, many people are sleeping or have just woken up.

Xu Qinghe smiled and pushed his son, "It's Ma Rui. He insists on coming to play with his sister!"

Fu Bao was lazy by nature, so she didn't wake up until dawn. She was sleeping soundly on the small kang in the south. She was wrapped in a silk quilt. After many years, the colors were still as brilliant as new, making her face look like white jade. Extraordinarily refined.

"Sister!" Five-year-old Ma Rui yelled and climbed onto the kang without taking off her shoes.

"Fu Bao is sleeping, Ma Rui, please don't wake up my sister!" Feng Qingxue said immediately. She hated others waking up her children, "You sit with your mother, and Auntie will get you some sweets, okay?"

After hearing this, Ma Rui stopped climbing on the kang and ran back to her mother, looking at Feng Qingxue with bright eyes.

"Why is this so embarrassing? My sister-in-law gives him sweets every time." Xu Qinghe, who was sitting on the edge of the big Kang, was polite and happy in his heart. No wonder everyone said that Feng Qingxue was very generous after taking care of the children in the past six months. We really had a lot to eat during the visit, but she couldn't bear to buy them all. She thought as she pushed her son, "Mom, I'll bring you some candy. Thank you."

"Thank you!" Ma Rui stretched out his hand. His palms were dirty and his fingers were black. He didn't know whether he had washed them or not.

Feng Qingxue got off the kang. The first thing she did was to carry her daughter to the inside of the big kang and sleep next to the triplets. The second thing she did was to take out three or four candies from the bamboo basket under the kang table and hand them to Ma Rui.

"Why isn't it a toffee?" Xu Qinghe blurted out when he saw the hard candy in Ma Rui's hand.