Back to the 60s: The Struggle Career of a Charmed Wife
Chapter 1497: Old Promise 2

Chapter 1497: Chapter 1497: Old Promise 2

After listening to Lu Erxiong’s complaints, Lu Tianzhi couldn’t help but say, "Weren’t you the one who said you didn’t want to go out because it was cold and wanted to stay home to paint with your sister? If you hadn’t smeared paint all over your sister’s artwork and got scared of being scolded, would you have come out with us?"

"Exactly, Lu Erxiong, you can’t be making things up," Guan Yu added from the side.

Lu Erxiong stuck out his tongue and made a goofy face, ignoring Lu Tianzhi and Guan Yu, and instead started whining to Feng Qingxue.

"Why are you messing with your sister again? She really ought to give you a good smack." Feng Qingxue patted the hat on his head. "And you complained your grandpa doesn’t take you out to play. Aren’t your Brother Tianzhi and Brother Guan Yu taking you out now? Stand still and behave, no running around, or I might not be able to find you later."

"Got it, got it!" Lu Erxiong stood on his tiptoes, peering ahead eagerly. "Mom, Mom, look! Just seven people left before it’s our turn. Once we’ve got the grain, can we go home and make some rice? I want to eat fried rice, egg-fried rice!"

"Sure!" It had been quite a while since they’d had fried rice at home anyway.

Lu Erxiong’s wish was granted. He slipped his small hand into Feng Qingxue’s palm and waited in line with her.

The young woman standing behind them, noticing his round and adorable face, couldn’t help but ask, "How old is this little one? He’s so cute!"

Feng Qingxue turned around and smiled. "He just had his fourth birthday."

"So he’s five now. What a chubby little one!" The young woman, dressed in a floral blouse, looked at him with open admiration.

Chubby? Feng Qingxue glanced down at her son.

To be honest, after reaching three or four, both Dundun and Lu Erxiong had started growing taller. Dundun naturally slimmed down, just like Xibao had back then. Lu Erxiong took a bit longer to thin out—probably because he loved to eat so much.

While he was a bit chunkier than most children, he was no longer the plump little ball he used to be. Even his double chin was almost gone.

But in other people’s eyes, he was still fat—fat enough to make others envious.

Feng Qingxue chatted with the young woman for a while before it was finally their turn. She quickly handed over the money and overseas remittance coupons. "One hundred pounds of white flour, one hundred pounds of rice." All premium grains.

The grain store clerk was efficient, cutting out the grain tickets from the remittance coupons, collecting the money, and giving the change in no time. Then, they swiftly measured out the grain.

The two hundred pounds of grain were packed into four cloth sacks. Lu Tianzhi and Guan Yu busily stacked them onto the handcart. Though they attracted plenty of envious stares, no one was particularly surprised—many households bought grain by the family unit. For larger families, purchasing hundreds of pounds of grain was common, often requiring everyone to pitch in and carry it home.

After purchasing the grain, they also bought oil—not the "sanitary oil," but instead twenty pounds of peanut oil and ten pounds of rapeseed oil.

Sanitary oil was made from cottonseed, while soybeans and peanuts were exported for foreign exchange, making cooking oil exceptionally scarce. Seeing them buy so much oil left everyone green with envy—after all, it would take years of saving for a household to accumulate that much.

Lu Tianzhi pushed the handcart, while Guan Yu steadied the sacks of grain and the oil cans. Just as they reached the house, they spotted Christine!

Christine waved at them cheerfully, as if she were completely at home. "Feng, Lu, I’m back! But is no one home?"

"No one? How could there be no one?" Wasn’t Wang Cuilan home with Fubao?

Feng Qingxue glanced at the door and, sure enough, it was locked tight.

Christine grinned. "Told you, there’s no one!"

"Maybe everyone went out to have some fun." While children weren’t allowed to wander outside unsupervised, it was a different story with adults—no one would keep them cooped up at home. Feng Qingxue unlocked the door. "Sorry about that, Christine. Come on in!"