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

Lu Jiang's face immediately showed a proud smile, extremely bright.

"My partner made it for me! This visit to my hometown has finalized the marriage between my partner and I. When I return to the army, I will write the marriage application and submit it. If it is approved, I will go home and get married next year."

"Brother Lu, you are really lucky. Not everyone is lucky enough to marry a wife with such good skills."

Lu Jiang's words made Zheng Bin envious to death. If nothing else, if his mother could cook the rice well, she would be the best in the Zheng family. Because his mother didn’t know how to cook, after her grandmother passed away, she learned to cook by herself. She could barely cook the food, but it was still far behind her father who was born in a cooking class, so he was very envious of other people who knew how to cook. Mom or wife who can cook.

Lu Jiang chuckled. He knew what happened in Political Commissar Zheng's family. Old chiefs in the army often teased Political Commissar Zheng about this matter, saying that his husband was weak. But he immediately responded that men and women are equal and no one stipulates that women must cook. Otherwise there would be no cooking classes in the army.

Next, the train arrives at the station, and passengers get on and off. Not everyone takes the train for ten days and a half.

Therefore, Lu Jiang cleverly took out the food and ate it. He would eat one kind today and another tomorrow. Passengers were changing around him from time to time. No one knew what he had eaten last time. Don't draw attention to yourself.

But Zheng Bin knew it, he saw it all.

As soon as the can of malted milk was opened, the aroma of fried fish penetrated straight into my nose.

Zheng Bin was so greedy that he came over and ate two small fried fish with a playful smile. However, he did not eat Lu Jiang's food in vain. Every time at meal time, he would pay for noodles, porridge, and other food on the train with food stamps. Steamed buns, black bread, etc., one for myself and one for Lu Jiang, or mixed with chili sauce, or dipped in chili sauce, sometimes with salted duck eggs and small fried fish, it's so delicious that you can't stop eating it.

With Zheng Bin as company, the journey was lively.

Feng Qingxue was not deserted at home. She knitted a sweater and trousers for Feng Qingyun with red wool thread. Then she took out black and blue wool thread from the space and knitted one suit for each of Lu's father, grandson and grandson.

The black one is for Father Lu, and the blue one is for brother Lu Tianjun.

The size is based on visual inspection, and it is almost the same as the actual size. When starting the stitches, I deliberately added two more stitches.

There is no farm work in winter, some people stay at home in winter, some people go out to beg for food, and some people try every means to earn work points. Feng Qingxue does not expect to earn those work points to live, and has plenty of time. Thinking that the twelfth lunar month is approaching, and the Chinese New Year will be celebrated in a month, she will give it to Lu My father, grandfather, and grandson each made a pair of autumn clothes and trousers. They also made Lu Tianjun and Lu Tianzhi each a set of outerwear and trousers, and a set of cotton jackets and trousers.

The lining and cotton of the cotton-padded coat are new, only the face is old, and the outer trousers are also the same, still patched.

Although Lu Jiang brought a lot of military supplies when he came back, he was an adult. Only Lu's father could wear the discarded clothes and shoes, and the two children couldn't wear them at all. Lu Jiang wanted to buy new ones, but Lu's father didn't agree. After buying them, my two children didn’t dare to wear them out. I bought old clothes, but they were tattered after a short time of wearing them.

Feng Qingxue had already noticed that the two children were now wearing tattered Jiefang shoes and wide and big old army cotton-padded jackets.

So Feng Qingxue glued rags to a cloth board, collected a few pairs of shoe soles, and first made a pair of five-eye cotton shoes for each of her grandfather and grandson.

At this moment, Feng Qingxue was extremely grateful to her grandmother and mother for their strict requirements in needlework.

Thousand-layer bottoms, black striped suede, lining made of long johns, stuffed with new cotton. Father Lu put it on his feet and immediately stood up and walked around twice. With a smile on his face, he said loudly: "Okay, it's warm and comfortable." !”

Brother Lu Tianjun, who had changed their appearance inside and out, sat next to Feng Qingxue, their eyes full of admiration.