Back to the 60s: The Struggle Career of a Charmed Wife
Chapter 1501: A Hug Before Departing 2

Chapter 1501: Chapter 1501: A Hug Before Departing 2

If other people had heard this, they would surely modestly deflect it. But it landed on Lu Jiang, who grinned proudly, "Of course. My wife now speaks French. She also knows English, Russian, Italian, what was it... Hindi? She speaks a little Japanese too. She wouldn’t be intimidated even at the United Nations."

Besides the French and English she’s studying now, the others were either learned from elders at home or taught privately by old professors at school.

She might not be fluent, just knows a little bit of each.

After all, a person’s energy is limited, and no matter how eager Feng Qingxue is to learn, she has to prioritize her major courses first.

Shi Guantao raised his thumb. In his view, anyone knowledgeable and multilingual is impressive, even if intellectuals don’t have high status now. Most older rural farmers and street folk still hold intellectuals in high regard.

After Feng Qingxue finished her conversation with Christine, she turned around and called out to Shi Guantao, "Guantao, don’t stop eating. Eat while it’s still hot."

"Thank you, Sister-in-law!"

When everyone had eaten their fill, there were still two plates of dumplings left, now cold. Feng Qingxue packed them into food containers and handed them to Shi Guantao before he left. "It’s cold enough that they won’t spoil. Heat them up somewhere for dinner tonight."

"Sister-in-law, how could I accept this?" This meal had been more satisfying than anything he’d had at a state-owned restaurant.

Shi Guantao conveniently forgot that the dishes had been packed from the same state-owned restaurant.

"No need for formalities—family doesn’t stand on ceremony!" Feng Qingxue treated Lu Jiang’s comrades like her own brothers. She directly stuffed the containers into his hands. "We didn’t know each other before, but now we do. Come visit often when you have the time."

Lu Jiang added, "Guantao, take them."

"Yes!" Facing Lu Jiang, Shi Guantao immediately straightened his posture.

Lu Jiang had work in the afternoon, so he quickly left with his aide to head to the West Mountain compound.

Christine, on the other hand, had leisure time and began teaching the triplets to draw with crayons. Dundun and Zhuangzhuang were very focused, sketching red suns, five-pointed stars, and other shapes, though the color combinations were quite odd.

Lu Erxiong couldn’t sit still. He pouted and glared at Feng Qingxue with a disgruntled expression.

"What’s wrong?" Feng Qingxue looked at him, puzzled.

"He’s probably itching for a beating!" Fubao quipped without hesitation. If Wang Cuilan hadn’t taken her out for a walk to cool off earlier, Fubao surely would’ve given Lu Erxiong a beating. After all, he had ruined the plum blossom painting she painstakingly drew.

Lu Tianzhi’s mind worked fast. "Auntie, I know what’s up."

Feng Qingxue glanced at him, "Tell me, what’s the matter?"

Lu Tianzhi couldn’t help but laugh as he explained, "Actually, it’s Auntie’s fault. You promised to make fried rice at the grain store today, and he must be mad because he didn’t get any."

Feng Qingxue remembered and immediately felt a pang of guilt. It was indeed her fault.

"I’m sorry, Erxiong. Mom’s getting older and her memory isn’t great. I forgot what I promised you. I made dumplings instead of fried rice. Can you forgive me?" Feng Qingxue crouched down in front of him and put on a pitiful face.

"Hmph!" Lu Erxiong turned his head away.

Not getting the egg-fried rice he wanted, Erxiong was indeed upset.

Xibao couldn’t bear to see her mom feeling bad, so she quickly piped up unhappily, "Enough already, Erxiong! Mom didn’t forget on purpose. Besides, you didn’t hesitate to eat the dumplings she made—you ate three more than Dundun and five more than Zhuangzhuang. If you’re still going to pout, then go ahead and spit out the dumplings. Mom will make the fried rice for you separately so you can eat as much as you want, and the rest of us will just snack on the fruits Mom bought back!"