Back to the 60s: The Struggle Career of a Charmed Wife
Chapter 1236: Leisure Time 1

Chapter 1236: Chapter 1236: Leisure Time 1

Lu Jiang listened to his wife’s words and hesitated for a moment, "Shouldn’t be, right?"

Feng Qingxue looked at him, "You’ve read all the books I gave you, you should be clear, those old people should not have been sent down to our place, and there were even a few who had passed away in their previous lives, this is change. As for the issue of the sent-down youth, the Wanglou Brigade couldn’t avoid it, nearly the vast majority of the countryside couldn’t escape the fate of receiving sent-down youth, it’s just that many didn’t leave their names behind in history."

Lu Jiang held his wife’s hand, "Qingxue, you are a hero, there’s no doubt about that."

Her reincarnation through borrowing another body seemed to have only changed the fate of her own family, but in fact, it led to completely different historical changes in others’ destinies, especially for those she had saved or indirectly saved.

Feng Qingxue said with embarrassment, "I don’t deserve such praise, I don’t deserve it, I just do things with a clear conscience."

"Saying ’with a clear conscience’ is easy to say but hard to live up to," Lu Jiang reflected upon his life’s realizations, "I need to work even harder so that you can do the things you love without any worries."

Feng Qingxue smiled sweetly, "I’ll be waiting!"

An unusually tender night only deepened the affection between them.

Lu Jiang got up early to go about his daily work, while Feng Qingxue watched the children at home and continued her studies, but the peace of not hearing the world outside was soon disturbed by an uninvited guest.

The visitor’s name was Xiu Qinghe, the wife of Ma Wei, a regimental commander under Su Junlin.

She came with the army in June, and after visiting the Lu Family with Bai Xue once, she started dropping by every three to five days. She brought her and Ma Wei’s darling son, Ma Rui, and trotted in familiarly, "Sister-in-law, you’re up?"

Xiu Qinghe saw Feng Qingxue cleaning up the papers and pens on the table and exclaimed in surprise, "Sister-in-law, what are you doing?"

She craned her neck to see, but all the papers and pens with content had already been put away by Feng Qingxue, leaving only blank papers which revealed nothing; Feng Qingxue replied indifferently, "I’m just practicing my calligraphy at home when I have nothing to do. You’re up so early?"

Feng Qingxue looked at the wall clock and realized it was only half past eight.

In December here, half past eight was like half past six in the Capital, with the sky barely light. Besides soldiers, many people were still in their dreams or had just woken up.

Xiu Qinghe said with a giggle, pushing her son, "It’s because of Ma Rui, he insisted on coming to play with his sister!"

Fubao was naturally lazy, and since it wasn’t daylight yet, she was, of course, still asleep, snugly wrapped in a quilt with a silk cover atop the small kang bed in the south corner, its color still dazzling after years, making her little face look as delicate as white jade.

"Sister!" the five-year-old Ma Rui exclaimed as he clambered onto the kang bed with his shoes on, not bothering to take them off.

"Fubao is sleeping right now. Ma Rui, don’t wake your sister," Feng Qingxue immediately spoke out, disliking anyone disturbing her child’s sleep, "Sit down with your mom, and Auntie will get you some candy, okay?"

Hearing this, Ma Rui stopped his climb and rushed back to his mother’s side, his eyes sparkling as he looked at Feng Qingxue.

"How could I accept this? You give him candy every time," Xiu Qinghe, sitting on the edge of the large kang bed, politely declined with her words, but her heart leaped for joy. No wonder everyone said Feng Qingxue was generous. In the past half-year of taking her child to visit, she had never lacked for treats, all things she was reluctant to buy. While thinking, she nudged her son, "Auntie is giving you candy, say thank you to her."

"Thank you!" Ma Rui stretched out his hand, which was grimy, with black grime between the fingers, unclear if it was washed.

Feng Qingxue got off the kang bed and made two actions: the first was to move her daughter next to the triplets on the inner side of the big kang bed, and the second was to reach under the table on the kang bed for a bamboo basket and take out three or four candies to give to Ma Rui.

"Why isn’t it milk candy?" Seeing the hard candies in Ma Rui’s hand, Xiu Qinghe blurted out without thinking.