Back to the 60s: The Struggle Career of a Charmed Wife
Chapter 1022: Returning to My Mother’s Home 1

Chapter 1022: Chapter 1022: Returning to My Mother’s Home 1

Feng Qingxue herself loved beauty and had never forgotten to take care of her skin, so she never thought about stopping her daughter from wanting to look beautiful.

She wanted to style her daughter’s hair into a princess ’do and make a white princess dress for her. Fubao, who was fair-skinned and looked a lot like herself, would surely look extremely beautiful in it. Unfortunately, dresses were not currently allowed.

Therefore, she made do and made a white shirt for Fubao instead.

The material of the shirt was the same color as Xibao’s, and both had a pair of little leather shoes, being a mother who showed no favoritism.

Compared to Xibao’s conventional, pointed-collar shirt, Fubao’s was much prettier. It had a round collar with lace trim, bell sleeves that came down to the wrist, and was slightly cinched at the waist. Tucked into navy blue pants, it won unanimous praise from everyone when she emerged.

"Very fashionable, Fubao, your mother is really skilled and thoughtful, isn’t she? Your clothes are as stylish as those in Shanghai."

The speaker was He Qingyin, who was well-traveled and knowledgeable. Even though Shanghai’s clothing could not escape the shades of black, gray, and blue, the styles varied and were widely considered the most fashionable in the country. Occasionally, a bright color would appear in womenswear.

Fubao twirled in front of everyone, "Do I look good? Am I a little beauty, right?"

"Yes, very pretty."

"Fubao is a little beauty indeed."

"Right, Fubao is the prettiest little girl."

Fubao beamed with delight at the compliments and looked up at Feng Qingxue with a sweet smile, "Thank you, Mom. Mom, I love you. I really like my new clothes! Mom, do I have a hat? My brother has one." Her little pale hand pointed to the top of Xibao’s head.

Xibao was busy questioning Jin Ruochu about how radios work, firing a relentless series of questions that had Jin Ruochu sweating profusely.

In the midst of this, Xibao was still alert to everything around him.

Upon hearing Fubao’s words, he immediately covered his hat, a bit worried his sister might cry if she didn’t get one too, although the meaning that came through his guarded expression made everyone burst into laughter.

However, this time Feng Qingxue did not indulge her daughter. She reached out to touch her braids, then handed her a small round mirror to see her own outfit, "You don’t have one. Fubao, look, Mom made you beautiful braids and used navy blue ribbons to make two butterfly bows. If you wear a hat, everyone won’t be able to see your beautiful braids and butterfly bows."

Fubao checked her reflection in the mirror and cautiously touched the butterfly bows on her braids, "Fubao looks so good!"

When Wang Zhengguo entered, he heard this remark and chuckled, "Of course, our Fubao is the prettiest little girl. Come here, let your big uncle give you a hug. Did you miss your big uncle?"

"I did, I missed you so much!" Fubao walked over slowly, with proper poise, rather than running over.

Seeing her like this caused another round of laughter, as they remembered Fubao’s earlier ambition to be a proper young lady.

Wang Zhengguo handed whatever he was carrying to Lu Jiang and scooped up Fubao, greeting the elderly in the room.

Upon his arrival, with the exception of Lu Jiang’s father, nobody dared to remain seated; everyone promptly stood up. "Please, Chief, come take a seat, the best seat."

This was the man who held the power of life and death over them. If it weren’t for the Lu Family’s sake and Feng Qingxue’s graciousness, Wang Zhengguo might not have turned a blind eye to their actions. With him arranging for them to work alongside the elderly and children, and taking good care of them otherwise, they were spared much suffering. Thus, they were all extremely grateful to him and held him in high regard.