Back to the 60s: The Struggle Career of a Charmed Wife
Chapter 582 - 0582 Collective Wedding 8_1

Chapter 582: Chapter 0582 Collective Wedding 8_1

This time, Lu Jiang understood what he meant.

He was saying that this was his mother’s pillow and that he wasn’t allowed to rest his head on it.

Besides this interpretation, there was no other.

"What’s up with your mom’s pillow? Your mother is mine too. Naturally, her pillow is mine as well. I will lie on your mother’s pillow. What can you, Little Fatty, do about it?" Lu Jiang instantly became like a childish kid, turning his body to the side and facing Xibao. He laid his head on the pillow without moving an inch, with a look of ’what can you do to me’ plastered on his face.

Feng Qingxue shook her head, opting not to meddle in the affairs between father and son. Previously, Lu Jiang had even called for Xibao to wait and see!

Xibao immediately became agitated, his face flushing red.

He tried to push Lu Jiang again and again but to no avail. Suddenly, he crawled back to where he was sitting earlier, angrily picked up the gun, and pointed it at Lu Jiang’s head.

He was standing up, posing with the gun in a very standard way, "Bad... biubiu!"

"Stinky brat, you’re pointing the gun at your dad again!" With a stretch of his long arm, Lu Jiang seized the gun from his hands.

Lowering his gaze to his empty hands, then glancing at the gun now in Lu Jiang’s hand, Xibao let out a loud wail. Tears and mucus streaming down his face, he immediately ran towards Feng Qingxue who was sitting at the other end of the platform, "Gun! Gun! My gun! My gun!"

Crying so sorrowfully, he didn’t forget to grab Feng Qingxue’s hand and walk towards Lu Jiang, "Bad! Punish! Punish him!"

"Mom can’t beat dad." Feng Qingxue said.

Xibao stopped in his tracks, "Huh?"

Looking at his wide-opened mouth, Feng Qingxue held back her laughter and nodded at him, "Yes, dad’s too bad. Mom can’t beat him, and we can’t get the gun back. What should we do then?"

"Beat!" The little guy who couldn’t think of a good plan said.

"Beat even if we can’t win?"

"Beat!" The little guy was very determined.

"Alright then, even if we can’t win we will still beat him. Come, you and I will perform an attack of mother and son!" While speaking, Feng Qingxue snatched the gun back. The little tyke became instantly happy and started bouncing on the spot.

"Gun! Gun! My gun!" Hugging the gun, he beamed, pointing proudly towards Lu Jiang again, "biubiu!"

Lu Jiang glared fiercely at him.

The little guy agilely lunged into Feng Qingxue’s arms, not forgetting to point at Lu Jiang with a face full of accusations, "Bad!"

Feng Qingxue laughed, "Yes, daddy’s bad. We won’t play with daddy!"

"Hmm!"

"Hmm, my ass!" Lu Jiang blurted out without any regard for his wife’s feelings.

The little guy immediately responded, "Hmph!"

He turned his head and buried it into his mother’s bosom, nudging a little, which irked Lu Jiang to the point his eyes were shooting flames.

"Alright, alright, you’re a grown man. Why are you bickering with a kid? Are you a kid? If Xibao was sensible, he wouldn’t be a kid anymore." Feng Qingxue placed Xibao beside him, "You two can fight it out. Let’s see who wins and who loses. I’m not going to get involved. I need to sort out some stuff and see if there’s anything suitable for a wedding gift."

Lu Jiang and Xibao both stared at each other, then simultaneously turned their heads away, "Hmph!"

They were practically identical!

Feng Qingxue gave up intervening and sat on the edge of the platform. After pondering for quite a while, she still couldn’t think of anything suitable to give them. She didn’t bring all her belongings here in the first place, and with so many gifts given consecutively, who wouldn’t be suspicious? Moreover, with fifteen couples getting married simultaneously, giving a gift to the couple she introduced and not to the others would undoubtedly offend the others.

Among this batch of soon-to-be-married, the highest-ranking one was the military’s Chief of Staff, the forty-three-year-old Zu Xiu, a generous and bold Northeast man. His partner was Si Honghong from the cultural work group. She was beautiful and young, only twenty-three years old.