Back to the 60s: The Struggle Career of a Charmed Wife
Chapter 659 - 0659: Summoned 5_1

Chapter 659: Chapter 0659: Summoned 5_1

Feng Qingxue thought the old leader should be there to see Xibao rather than herself. Look at Xibao! This little fatty child boldly nestled himself into the old leader’s arms, bouncing and prancing, his chubby toddler babble making the old man constantly break into laughter.

"Gun, biubiu!"

"Riding a horse! No baby!"

"Naughty, spanking!"

Eventually, Xibao started to tattle to the old leader, even remembered to reach back and touch his own bottom.

The others didn’t understand what Xibao was saying, but for Feng Qingxue, it was as clear as a mirror. Little Fatty was talking about soldiers practicing firearms in the barracks, the cavalrymen riding horses without him, and Chen Ju spanking him, etc.

The old leader listened happily, too preoccupied to pay attention to Feng Qingxue. It was his personal assistant who offered Feng Qingxue a seat and poured her tea.

Having politely thanked him, Feng Qingxue accepted the tea and sat down.

Sitting slantingly, she didn’t dare to fully occupy the chair.

The old leader took a quick approving glance at her, but his attention was quickly drawn back to Xibao.

"Grandpa, Grandpa!" Xibao shook his hand, then happily pointed to the door, "Flowers!"

"Do you want to go see the flowers?"

The old leader’s query met with Xibao’s vigorous nod, "Flowers! Pretty!"

So, the old leader actually took Xibao outside. Feng Qingxue was taken aback and quickly stood up. She was about to speak when the personal assistant shushed her back down, "Sit down and drink your tea. Nothing will happen. The old leader won’t lose your chubby son! With the anniversary approaching, it’s been a while since the old leader has been this happy. Let your son entertain him a bit."

Wang Xinsheng also added, "Xiaoxue, listen to Secretary Tang. Relax a bit, be more like Xibao."

"You want me to be as unrestrained as Xibao?" asked Feng Qingxue.

His question took Wang Xinsheng by surprise, and he stared at her for a while without responding, "This is Xibao’s nature, kids’ nature. How is that unrestrained? Drink your tea. The old leader will definitely have questions for you later."

Feng Qingxue obediently sat down to drink her tea. Yes, yes, yes, Xibao’s the best!

Not long after, the best in the world walked in holding the old leader’s hand, a bright red rose clamped on his ear, another one in his hand. He released the old leader’s hand and half-ran to Feng Qingxue. He didn’t even notice that the rose had fallen from his ear. He only had eyes for Feng Qingxue, who had risen politely when the old leader entered.

"Flower! Pretty!" Xibao stuffed the rose into Feng Qingxue’s hand, his smile sweet as honey.

Feng Qingxue immediately noticed the thorns on the rose stem had been meticulously removed. She couldn’t help but feel deeply moved, "Thank you, old leader, for being so mindful of this mischievous little one!"

The old leader waved it away, bent down to pick up the rose from the floor, and resettled himself. He waved the rose at Xibao, "Xibao, your flower is here? Come here. Let grandpa help you put it back."

Xibao felt his ear, noticed it was empty, and rushed to the old leader as fast as a wind fire wheel.

"Flower! Mine!" Xibao pointed at the rose in the old leader’s hand.

The old leader tucked it behind Xibao’s ear, causing him to beam with delight, "Pretty!"

"Yes, looks nice!" Suppressing his amusement, the old leader was about to praise him when Xibao pointed at the patch on his knee, "Torn! Grandpa, torn!"

Wang Xinsheng chimed in, "Yes, grandpa is very thrifty. So what should we do when clothes are ripped?"

Without any hesitation, Xibao pointed at Feng Qingxue and said, "Mommy!"