Back to the 60s: The Struggle Career of a Charmed Wife
Chapter 238 - 0238: Heartfelt Trust 2_1

Chapter 238: Chapter 0238: Heartfelt Trust 2_1

The above are side dishes, the bamboo basket also contains staples.

The staples are a small bag of white flour, a small bag of white rice, a small bag of buckwheat, a big bag of corn flour, a big bag of wheat bran and a big bag of corn grits. The big bags weigh around ten kilograms, whereas the small bags weigh around four to five kilograms.

Although the collective weight of the food is in between thirty to fifty kilograms, the variety is overwhelming.

Lu Jiang noticed the type and quantity of supplies, glad he shielded his wife in advance. In truth, he was immensely curious.

Smoked meat is a specialty of the Sichuan and Guizhou regions, air-dried meat is clearly from Northeast, while ham and sausages are specialties of the Southeast. These supplies virtually cover all corners of China.

The things Feng Qingxue sent him before were very similar to these.

Curiosity was about to overflow from Lu Jiang’s chest.

However, he knew this was his wife’s secret and there was no need to probe too much.

When she wants to tell him, she definitely wouldn’t hide it from him. If she doesn’t want to, he shouldn’t push her either.

He quickly sorts out most of the food and stores it in the cupboard. Lu Jiang yelled to Lu Tianjun, asking him and Guan Cheng to soak the lamb meat in the well water. He washed the pork fat and drained it. Then the uncle and nephew jointly prepared dinner.

The moment Father Lu sat down, he noticed something different with his son. "Ajiang, happened upon some good news?"

Look how happy he is! Usually, he also cares about Feng Qingxue, but not like now where he treats her like a porcelain doll. He’d like to be the one holding the bowl and spoon and feed Feng Qingxue directly.

Only Feng Qingxue occupies Lu Jiang’s thoughts and eyes now, he didn’t hear what Father Lu said. It was Feng Qingxue who gently nudged him, "Stop grinning foolishly, dad’s speaking to you!"

"Huh? What?" Lu Jiang snapped back to reality and turned to his father, puzzled, "Dad, did you call me?"

"Yes, it was me, your father, who called you. Can you hear me now?" Daddy Lu was helpless, when did his son become this foolish? He was almost competing with the idiot in their production team.

Father Lu inadvertently revealed his thoughts, making his grandsons laugh secretly.

They all knew the situation of the idiot, who’s the son of Sang Dahua, the leader of the second team of the Wanglou Brigade. The boy named Liuzi was born mentally slow and with a limp. He’s often wandering around the production team. The people in the Wanglou Brigade all call him the idiot, because he’s the sixth child in the family.

Lu Jiang didn’t quite understand the situation of the younger people in the Wanglou Brigade as he joined the army at a young age. But he understood that Liuzi must not be a clever person. He is displeased and asks: "Dad, isn’t it wrong to speak about your own son this way?"

"No!" Father Lu was blunt.

Feng Qingxue held back her laughter.

Normally, Lu Jiang is majestic and mature, decisive and straightforward. He’s a thorough man, extremely caring and he makes her feel warm and safe.

What about him now? He’s being a little silly and cute.

Lu Jiang let out a sigh, his mind finally calmed down. He directly said to Father Lu: "Dad, the day after tomorrow is the last acupuncture and massage session, then I have to return to my unit. After I leave, let Tianjun and Acheng help Qingxue do more housework after school. Try not to let Qingxue do laborious jobs. If she can’t avoid it, let Uncle Dahu arrange some light work for her."

As clever as Father Lu, he instantly had a guess. Joyful, he nodded and replied: "Okay, got it, you can be at ease!"