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

Feng Qingxue's military region was far away from the border and had not been affected for the time being. She was glad that the sky was high and the emperor was far away from them all the time.

However, as a senior general, Lu Jiang had access to documents and newspapers from the capital, and could understand the specific situation. Because he understood it, he became increasingly worried.

The blood moon is in the sky, and the ground is full of killings.

Unexpectedly, Feng Qingxue's words came true.

Isn’t August this year, August in the capital, a blood moon?

In order to stabilize the morale of the military, the senior generals held meetings for several days and nights, and finally decided not to mention anything about the events in the capital. Unless there was a request from above, they must publicize their thoughts to the below. Otherwise, they would not disclose it to the below. In order to prevent the public from getting excited and uncontrollable situations, even the military schools opened as usual and did not suspend classes like outside.

As the number of military family members increased, the school also expanded, and now there are nearly 200 children, large and small.

The ones least affected by the situation are probably these carefree children.

Seeing others always carrying schoolbags to go to school, Xibao also clamored to go to school. However, he was not old enough. He was only over four years old. Even according to the imaginary age, he was only five years old, which was quite far away from the seven-year-old admission standard.

"You are still young." Feng Qingxue said.

Although many older children will take their younger siblings to school with them to reduce the burden on their parents. Xibao speaks clearly and can go to the toilet by himself. However, the current situation is chaotic and the children are not within her sight. Don't worry.

"I'm big!" Xibao insisted.

In order to prove that what he said was true, he stood in front of Fu Bao and compared his head with a proud look on his face, "Mom, look, I am very tall. I want to go to school. I want to go to school. Study hard and make progress every day!"

Fu Bao quickly moved away from him, "Brother is bad!"

The little girl turned out Feng Qingxue's big red gauze scarf, covered her head, and shook her head. She was so beautiful.

"Mom, do I look good?" the little girl asked Feng Qingxue.

Before Feng Qingxue had time to answer, Xibao said first: "It's not good-looking at all. Mom is the prettiest. Fubao is not good-looking. Fubao is a little chubby! Little chubby!"

"I'm not a chubby girl!" Fu Bao became anxious immediately, tears welling up in his eyes.

Xibao made a face, "Then you are a little thin girl!"

Fu Bao burst into tears, "I'm not a skinny girl."

"Then you are Xiaoni, Xiaomao!"

"I'm not a little man, I'm Fubao. My name is Fubao, and my surname is Lu Tianhui! My father's name is Lu Jiang, my mother's name is Qingxue, my grandfather is Lu Zhiyuan, my eldest brother is Lu Tianjun, my second brother is Lu Tianzhi, and I have a brother from Guancheng. There is a brother Guanyu, but there is no brother Xibao." Fubao turned to look at Feng Qingxue, sobbing, "Mom, I'm pretty, right?"

"Of course our little Fubao is very good-looking, and very smart, and can talk so much." Feng Qingxue did not hesitate to praise her, lowered her head and kissed her forehead through the gauze scarf, "Mom will make delicious food for Fubao. , My brother is going to school, so I won’t give him food!”

"Don't feed it to my brother!" Fu Bao said very angry, "My brother is an ugly man!"

"No, I want to eat!" As soon as Xibao heard about eating, he gave up on going to school and said loudly: "Mom, I want to eat meat, not vegetables. If there is meat to eat, I won't go to school."

As Xibao grew older, Feng Qingxue did not dare to take out the food in the space casually.