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

Hearing the cry, Feng Qingxue couldn't help but hold her forehead while letting in.

The only good thing is that Zhu Cuihong, who came in now, is not trying to take advantage like Xu Qinghe, but is holding a bowl of egg custard, "Sister-in-law, I made egg custard for the child in the morning. He couldn't finish it, so I gave it to Zhuangzhuang."

"Thank you, Cuihong." Feng Qingxue got off the kang and took the bowl, "When Zhuang Zhuang finishes eating, I will ask Sister Tian to send the bowl to you."

When returning the bowl, put some other food in the bowl as a return gift.

Zhu Cuihong waved her hand, "Then what's the rush? It's not like my family is waiting for bowls. By the way, sister-in-law, tomorrow is the 100th anniversary of Mr. Su's daughter. Are you going? If so, let's keep company together."

Bai Xue gave birth to a lovely daughter three months ago, but Su Junlin was so happy that she almost told the world.

Feng Qingxue had visited Bai Xue and her daughter just the day before yesterday and had given them a lot of things. At that time, she told them that she would not be coming for a hundred days because there should be a lot of people coming that day. Even if there was no need to give gifts, Su Junlin's duties were there. , from a good family background, in the past, I was always thinking about it, but I was afraid that my mother and son would appear and steal the spotlight from Bai Xue and her daughter, and I was also afraid that the crowd would cause Zhuangzhuang to cry endlessly.

Bai Xue was very understanding and said you're welcome. They didn't plan to hold a 100-day banquet anyway.

The limelight is tight, who dares to take risks?

Not to mention the full-moon banquet and the 100-day banquet, even the first-year banquet and ordinary birthdays, no one has ever celebrated it for their children.

When Bai Xue's daughter turned one hundred days old, it happened to be the twenty-eighth of December, Dundun's first birthday, and the twenty-ninth was the birthday of Xiong Xiong and Zhuang Zhuang. They were obviously triplets, but they had two different birthdays.

Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue didn't celebrate their children's birthdays. Twenty-nine took them to take photos and then cooked noodles with chicken soup.

Soft and rotten noodles, Dundun and Xiongxiong are happy to eat them, and there is no need to worry at all. Zhuangzhuang is different. He hums and groans, and it takes a long time before he is willing to take a bite, which is very symptom of some stunting.

After finally coaxing Zhuang Zhuang to eat less than half a bowl of noodles, Lu Jiang let out a long breath.

The 29th was the weekend. Lu Jiang had a rest and his family of six was very happy.

The letter from home arrived at this time. After reading Xibao's letter, Feng Qingxue was silent for a long time.

Although she didn't want to be separated from her child for a long time, causing an irreversible gap between parents and children, but when it came to Xibao's study, she knew how much benefit Xibao would get from studying with those old people, so she hesitated.

Lu Jiang took the letter and read it over, "Since Xibao is willing to stay at home, let him live at home. When he doesn't want to, then ask dad or Guancheng to send him back. I will treat it as a big deal! Xibao Bao is not a child anymore. He has been very naughty since he was a child. If there is nothing interesting for him, how can he stay at home and not come back? "

"He is only six and a half years old, why is he not young?" Feng Qingxue gave him a white look.

Lu Jiang said innocently: "I started enlightenment at the age of three and went to school at the age of five. My brother is the same as me. Who doesn't bear more responsibility than Xibao? It's because you doted on him too much, and the times have changed, that he started practicing at the age of five. I started learning Chinese characters at the age of six. Now that I think about it, Xibao is already a little behind me. Let him work harder and catch up."

Feng Qingxue snorted, "Don't you know what is better than blue? Don't underestimate my Xibao. There are so many masters teaching him, just wait. In less than ten years, you will be taking pictures No horse can match Xibao’s knowledge.”