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

Although they didn't sleep well all night, Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue got up early the next morning to cook.

Feng Qingxue was thinking about the scraps in the scrap collection station that she had not taken away in time, and also wanted to know whether the things in the secret compartments belonged to the Guan family, so she kneaded the dough while talking to Lu Jiang.

She was making scallion pancakes, so Lu Jiang went to his own plot and pulled out a large handful of scallions, pinched the roots, peeled them, washed them and chopped them into small pieces.

Listening to her nagging voice, Lu Jiang not only did not feel bored, but found it very pleasant. He listened to her endlessly and kneaded the dough a thousand times. He couldn't help but smile, "Normal heart, normal heart, if you have a chance. Just take it back, no need to worry about it, isn’t that what you said? At least we saved part of it.”

Feng Qingxue's response was to stick out her tongue and make a face at him.

This man really can't let her nag. Doesn't he know that nagging is part of women's nature?

There was only a little bit of peanut oil left in the oil can. Feng Qingxue looked around and took out a can of lard from the space. At this moment, she was secretly glad that she had boiled lard when she had time in the past and saved it in the space. Quite a few, ready to go.

She made two types of noodles, one white and one thick.

The children eat white-flour scallion pancakes, while the adults eat black-flour pancakes, and they don’t look conspicuous when given to the old man in the cowshed.

Just after baking the black bread, Xibao put on his clothes and shoes, rubbed his eyes and came over, "Dad! Mom! Where have you been? I can't find you. I'm crying, but I'm sad!"

"Oh, are you crying? Why did I hear that you only thundered but didn't rain?" Feng Qingxue was not fooled.

Xibao chuckled, not feeling embarrassed at all. He looked at the pancakes in the basket and his eyes lit up, "Mom, scallion pancakes, your big baby really likes them!"

Feng Qingxue took a stack of ten scallion pancakes, wrapped them in gauze, put them into a small backpack, and then hung the small basket behind her son's shoulders.

"Son, I give you a great task!"

Xibao immediately saluted with a military salute and said, "Please let the leader speak!"

His body was crisp and energetic, and his body and military etiquette were no different from those of soldiers in the army.

Feng Qingxue pursed her lips and said: "Go to the cowshed and ask grandpa to come back for dinner, and then share the pancakes in the basket with the other grandparents, one pancake for each person, remember, one pancake for each person."

"Promise to complete the mission!"

Xibao ran to the cowshed and saw Aunt Xu and Wen Yue cooking. He quickly said with a big smile on his face, "Grandma, grandma, don't be busy. Mom asked me to deliver pancakes, delicious scallion pancakes." , It’s so delicious.”

Aunt Xu was stunned, then reached into her backpack and took out the scallion pancake wrapped in gauze. It was still hot, with the aroma of lard hitting her nostrils.

"Xi Bao is so good. Did mom ask you to bring it to her?"

Xibao nodded his head, "One for each person, remember, one for each person. I'm looking for grandpa to eat! Grandpa!"

Carrying an empty small basket on his back, he rushed into the house screaming.

Father Lu was knocked back a few steps and put his arms around him, with a smile on his face, "Okay, okay, grandpa will go to your family for dinner. Come on, come on, say hello to the grandpas in the house."

"Hello grandpa!" Xibao did not forget to bow.

He was playing in the cowshed from yesterday afternoon to evening, calling his grandparents one after another. The elderly are all very familiar with him. Anyone who sees such a cute-looking child with a sweet mouth will not feel uncomfortable. like.