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

Feng Qingxue felt extremely distressed when she saw this. She first applied some topical ointment to him, dealing with frostbite and dryness, and carefully wiped his face, hands and feet, not sparing any part, and then hung him on the edge of the bed. She moved her legs to the bed, moved his head to be side by side with Xibao, resting on her own pillow, and finally pulled up Xibao's quilt to cover him.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Feng Qingxue looked greedily at her husband, whom she had not seen for more than a year, and took a look at her son.

Everyone said that Xibao looked like Lu Jiang, but now that she took a quick look, she couldn't tell where Xibao followed Lu Jiang.

There are obvious differences between father and son.

The big one is dark and skinny, with sunken cheeks, and the small one is white and fat, with two layers of fat on the chin.

One's skin is as rough as old tree bark, and the other's skin is as soft as a peeled egg.

There were two clusters of plateau red on the big face, and two clusters of blush on the small cheeks.

Both of them were in deep sleep, with their eyes closed so that no clues could be discerned. However, if you look carefully, you can see that the eyebrows and noses of the father and son are quite similar, with two thick sword eyebrows flying diagonally into their temples, a high bridge of nose, and a big mouth. The shape of the small mouth is also very similar.

Taken together, Xibao really looks like Lu Jiang.

Let Lu Jiang take good care of himself and take some more photos of father and son before returning to the army.

Thinking of this, Feng Qingxue happily scooped the bath water into a bucket and took it out to drain. She pulled the empty bath bucket to the corner and put it in the corner. She threw the clothes that Lu Jiang had just changed into the dirty clothes basket and prepared to take them out to wash clothes. In the blink of an eye, Xibao woke up.

As usual, the little guy stretched his arms and kicked his legs. He kicked off half of the quilt, crawled out half of his body, and then turned over. His limbs kept moving like a little turtle. He wanted to turn over and sit up, but he couldn't do it. , the little mouth flattened, and was about to cry loudly in exchange for the adults' sympathy and help, when suddenly he found a strange breath around him.

"Ah?" Xibao moved his limbs again and again, supporting the bed and finally moved his heavy little body to get in front of Lu Jiang's face. He stood up with his upper body, raised his head and looked at Lu Jiang's face, his mouth watering. Lu Jiang's face was filled with emotion.

Finding that he was not white, beautiful or fragrant, and motionless, Xibao supported himself with one hand, reached out with the other hand and patted his dark face unhappily, and then pushed him out, as if he wanted to push him out of the bed, but Unexpectedly, the arms supporting the body couldn't hold on for long. When the arms softened, the little guy's upper body was pressed against Lu Jiang's face.

"ah!"

When Feng Qingxue saw this, she smiled.

When Xibao heard the sound, he immediately spotted his mother, and his eyes lit up like light bulbs. He immediately stretched out his two little paws towards her excitedly, babbling happily, and crawled towards his mother. Trying to cross the mountains.

Feng Qingxue quickly hugged him, sat on the edge of the bed, and said with a low smile: "Xibao, that's daddy!"

Xibao didn't understand what his father was. When he fell into his mother's soft and fragrant arms, his little head began to arch and he was eager to find his own food. Feng Qingxue was wearing thick clothes and he couldn't find the pacifier he was looking for. , the babbling sound became louder in anxiety. Fortunately, Feng Qingxue was afraid of waking up Lu Jiang, so she quickly undressed to satisfy his hunger for food.

The little guy ate eagerly and quickly, sucking the vagina in big mouthfuls, sucking this end with his mouth and protecting the other end with his hands.

After eating and drinking enough, I burped happily.

Feng Qingxue was afraid that Lu Jiang would be woken up by him crying and making a fuss in the room, so she took him outside after changing his diaper. Sure enough, she saw the children coming back one after another, "Acheng, you and Tian Juan will bring happiness to me." Bao, I’ll wash your uncle’s clothes and Xibao’s diapers.”