Back to the 60s: The Struggle Career of a Charmed Wife
Chapter 1019: Xibao’s Birthday 8

Chapter 1019: Chapter 1019: Xibao’s Birthday 8

Having reached this point in the conversation, Feng Qingxue felt she should respect Father Lu’s wishes, so she opened the cake and shared it with the children.

Guan Cheng, Lu Tianzhi, Guan Yu, and Feng Qingyun all ate with great joy.

Apart from Feng Qingyun who had already had a few bites during the day and knew its deliciousness, the others had never had such a high-end cream cake and gawked at it like country bumpkins seeing the big city for the first time.

Nonetheless, while eating, Xibao was the first to feed Father Lu a bite before tucking into her own portion that her mother had given her.

No wonder everyone loved Xibao so much, she was a child with real insight.

She had already taken the lead, and naturally, others like Guan Cheng who had planned to honor their elders didn’t follow suit.

After finishing the cake, Xibao wiped her mouth, and left with Father Lu who was holding her clothes and toiletries, hopping and skipping out the door. She didn’t forget to wave to her parents, sister, brother, and aunt, making faces, "You all have to miss me, okay? Think of me during the day, and in your dreams, too!"

The moonlight was faint tonight, but his bald head shone brightly in the dim light inside the house.

"Xibao, why did you shave your head again? I thought you didn’t like the look?" Feng Qingxue couldn’t help but ask.

Since getting home, she had been staring at her son’s little bald head for a long time.

"It’s cool, and it makes washing my hair so quick, just wipe with a towel and I’m done!" Xibao bumped his fists together, smiling from ear to ear in response to his mother’s question, then blew a kiss to everyone, "I’m off, make sure you miss me. In the daytime and in your dreams."

"I’m going to hit you!" Fubao blinked her big eyes. She had made her brother cry several times before.

Feng Qingxue spoke up, "Alright, enough, everyone go wash up, brush your teeth, take a bath, and then it’s bedtime. There’s a big pot of hot water boiled in the kitchen, and several basins of sun-heated water in the yard, warm and not cold at all."

A group of obedient children immediately did as told and went about their evening routines.

By the time Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue had put them all to bed, cleaned up the pig offal, and returned to their bedroom to bathe, it was already past nine o’clock, with Fubao sound asleep on the inside of the bed.

After being separate from her parents for so long, she didn’t want to sleep with Feng Qingyun. She had climbed into the bed in the eastern room after her bath, sobbing with her little pillow and blanket, wanting to sleep with her parents.

Feeling guilty for recently neglecting their children, Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue agreed to her request.

Lu Jiang was the last one to take a bath, using the warm spring water left by Feng Qingxue.

When he got into bed, Feng Qingxue was already groggy.

"You were entrusted by Zheng Jinrui to propose a marriage for him, but we were in a rush to catch the flight and didn’t get to see Sister Qingxue, so naturally, the proposal couldn’t proceed. However, I wrote a letter to Sister Qingxue to ask her what she thinks about it. If you’re free tomorrow, go send it in the city. Also, check the grocery store to see what you can buy. If they have meat, get some; we need to at least go through the motions. Dad mentioned at dinner that we should invite all the elders who have been sent down to our place tomorrow night. It’s going to be a lot of work."

Lu Jiang tucked in the covers for her, "Got it, you’ve had a long day, sleep now, we can talk more tomorrow."

"If we wait until tomorrow, it may be too late. You have to get up early to go to the city and line up for meat. I know the struggle; people line up in the middle of the night, fearing there will be no meat left by their turn!" Feng Qingxue insisted, struggling to keep her eyelids open. "I could have asked the cousin-in-law, but he gets off work very late, and that would delay our meal preparation."

"Go to sleep, leave everything to me."