Back to the 60s: The Struggle Career of a Charmed Wife
Chapter 1242 Shuitian Leaves the Team 1

Chapter 1242: Chapter 1242 Shuitian Leaves the Team 1

"What did you say?" Feng Qingxue, holding her younger son, looked at Lu Jiang, hardly able to believe what her ears had just heard.

Lu Jiang spoke slowly and clearly, "Li Shuitian and Cao Hongzhu have been reported. They’re accused of sabotaging the revolution and tarnishing the nation’s image. Now, instructions from above have come to expel Li Shuitian completely from the army."

Feng Qingxue frowned deeply, "When did Li Shuitian ever sabotage the revolution? When did he tarnish the nation’s image?"

Because of the trouble Cao Hongzhu caused, Li Shuitian had been keeping a low profile, always staying home with his wife and keeping to himself. Although he was somewhat solitary, it didn’t affect his work, and he lived in peace with everyone else. Gradually, no one paid attention to them, and naturally, the things Cao Hongzhu had done in the past were no longer mentioned. New soldiers and families who joined the army later had no idea about it.

"Do you still remember the words that Cao Hongzhu reported us and what she said to Chen Ju back then?"

Upon hearing Lu Jiang’s words, Feng Qingxue thought back carefully and hesitantly said, "She spoke of things like ’eating one’s own children in times of famine’?"

The most compelling part of her accusations against Chen Ju was about the death of her son. A person worthy of hatred also has aspects that inspire pity. Since Cao Hongzhu hadn’t done such a thing again, and Li Shuitian had secretly helped Lu Jiang as restitution for his wife’s actions, Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue had no intention of seeking revenge against Cao Hongzhu.

Lu Jiang’s gaze was heavy as he said, "Yes, it’s exactly those words that have brought them trouble!"

"What? Just because of what she said back then?" Feng Qingxue found it unbelievable, "How many years has it been since then? I can’t remember the exact year, but it’s been several years, right? Who dug up this old issue again to use as a reason to report them?"

Lu Jiang sighed, "She mentioned people dying of hunger, she talked about ’eating one’s own children in times of famine,’ and in the eyes of some, that is tarnishing the nation’s image."

This kind of event was not unheard of, but he had never expected it to happen to someone close to him.

Feng Qingxue shuddered, tightening her grip on her younger son’s arm.

Zhuangzhuang felt a bit uncomfortable, squirming around, and from his tiny mouth came two words, "Mama!"

The voice wasn’t loud, but it was clear and strong, bringing a mixture of surprise and joy to both parents.

"Zhuangzhuang can speak now? Zhuangzhuang can call for mama?" Although it’s normal for a one-year-old child not to speak, since Xibao had also started talking quite late, Zhuangzhuang’s first words were completely different for them.

Lu Jiang also temporarily put aside the matters concerning Mr. and Mrs. Li Shuitian, reaching out to hold him.

"Zhuangzhuang, can you speak now? Call daddy, come on, say daddy." They had carefully raised their little son to the age of one, and truly, only they understood how hard it had been.

Of the three hundred and sixty days in the year, Zhuangzhuang spent nearly half the time suffering from illness.

Zhuangzhuang lay on his father’s shoulder, drooling, smiling, and simply refusing to speak.

Dundun sat on the southern kang, playing with a rattle-drum and a tin frog on his own, while Xiongxiong, lying on the large kang, watched the tin frog jump intently. When it stopped jumping, he immediately pointed at it and cried out to Fubao in a loud babble, sounding quite fierce.

Fubao was displeased, "You should call me sister. If you don’t, I won’t make it move."

"Sister!" The crisp two words came out, and little Xiongxiong was also quite clever and opportunistic.

"That’s more like it!" Fubao wound the spring, and the tin frog on the kang began to hop again. Xiongxiong was so delighted that he danced with his arms and legs, unaffected even while lying on the kang.

The joyful atmosphere at home still could not dispel Feng Qingxue’s worries, and she returned to the topic at hand, "Why expel Li Shuitian?"

Lu Jiang looked up at the ceiling, and before he could speak, Li Shuitian’s voice came from outside.