Back to the 60s: The Struggle Career of a Charmed Wife
Chapter 584 - 0584 Collective Wedding 10_1

Chapter 584: Chapter 0584 Collective Wedding 10_1

Everyone felt extremely sympathetic towards Lu Jiang for being treated this way by his son.

As Feng Qingxue received the meal Lu Jiang brought, she helplessly explained to Guo Xiuying, "Either he’s upset because his dad used my pillow and wouldn’t let him use it, or it’s because his dad took his gun."

Anyway, it can’t be because he pooped while sitting on his dad’s face.

The little guy is really smart. Isn’t it because the commander who is his superior officer gives him spoils?

The commander heard this and laughed heartily, patting Xibao’s back, "Good boy, you’ve got guts. You’re so young and dare to hit your dad. Won’t your father whip you when you get home?"

"He’ll spank me!" Xibao pointed at Lu Jiang.

Lu Jiang grimaced, "Lu Xibao, when have I ever spanked you? You pooped on my face and I didn’t even hit you!"

As soon as these words slipped out of his mouth, he knew he had spoken unwisely. But it was too late to take them back.

As expected, everyone with sharp ears immediately started asking questions, and Guo Xiuying even grabbed Feng Qingxue’s hand.

"Did Xibao poop on Lu Jiang’s face and smear it all over?" Ye Zhengjun asked with interest.

Feng Qingxue quickly said, "No, no, Xibao just woke up, he was wearing a diaper!" Actually, she was also confused. Xibao, wearing split-crotch pants, could squat and poop on the ground by the time he was over a year old. Wetting the bed did happen occasionally, but pooping on the bed was a first today.

Even so, everyone couldn’t help but laugh uncontrollably.

The only one who probably wasn’t amused was the person involved, Lu Jiang. He couldn’t blame anyone but himself. Feng Qingxue had deliberately avoided mentioning the incident when talking to Guo Xiuying. Who knew he’d bring it up himself.

No, blame must fall on the real culprit!

Lu Jiang glared at Lu Xibao as he ate. However, the little one was sitting in the commander’s lap, turning to the left and opening his mouth to accept a delicious morsel with a "yum", then turning to the right to take another bite with a "yum". With people feeding him from both sides and the commander sharing the best pieces of his own meal, the boy was as happy as a fairy.

After the meal, everyone rushed off to their own business. Xibao absolutely refused to leave with his parents. With one hand holding his gun and the other tightly clinging to the commander’s neck, he kept repeating, "Grandpa, hold me, Grandpa, hold me!"

"He must be afraid you will hit him," the commander said to Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue.

Feng Qingxue was quick to reply, "Lu Jiang loves the child more than I do. He has never hit him." Given the limited time father and son spent together, Lu Jiang treasured every moment. He talked tough but was soft-hearted.

There were times when Feng Qingxue was so frustrated that she had spanked Xibao, but Lu Jiang never had.

With one hand, the commander held Xibao while he waved the other, "Fine, fine, you guys go home. I’ll take Xibao with me and have the newlywed grooms bring him back to you in the evening."

Although superior ranked officers had private rooms, the enlisted soldiers slept in bunk rooms, but what to do about the newlyweds?

So, the troops immediately thought of the newly constructed family houses. High-ranking officers would take their partners to their private rooms, while low-ranking or enlisted soldiers moved to family houses with their partners. They would make arrangements for the future later. The female arts troupe soldiers couldn’t possibly stay here for long, they must ultimately live separately.

Jin Zhuzhu, Du Xiaotao, and Fang Ning all chose a house close to Feng Qingxue’s. The conditions were a bit lower, but for now, it was theirs. Feng Qingxue was especially happy to finally have neighbors and ones with good relationships at that. So, she and Lu Jiang helped them settle in.

They were busy until evening, just in time to welcome Xibao, who was brought back by Qiao Desheng and Sang Hong.

.. Chapter 10, there’s no more for today, please vote, I was stunned to find out that I accidentally tipped myself a dollar, my dollar, heartbroken o(╥﹏╥)o. After the donation went through, I only had fifty cents left, enough for a lollipop.