Back to the 60s: The Struggle Career of a Charmed Wife
Chapter 848 - 0848: Storm 4

Chapter 848: Chapter 0848: Storm 4

Thank goodness that due to the limitations of the era, I never took out the makeup products from my space; otherwise, wouldn’t the little girl be stealing my lipstick every day to put on her own lips?

Feng Qingxue looked down to see the little girl, who didn’t forget to put on her own leather shoes even as she climbed into the chair.

Tiny feet, oversized leather shoes—it all looked comically mismatched no matter how you saw it.

Picking out some children’s cream squeezed into a Snowflake Cream jar, Feng Qingxue cupped her hands over the girl’s face and then spread the cream evenly.

"You have your own Snowflake Cream, you’re not allowed to steal Mommy’s."

"Mommy’s smells good!" After having her face smeared, Fubao pouted, seemingly quite upset.

"Who says Mommy’s smells good? Fubao’s smells good, you sniff."

"Mommy pretty, Mommy’s cream good." Fubao pointed at Feng Qingxue’s skin, which was as white as porcelain, then touched her own little face, saying dejectedly, "Mommy’s white, Fubao got tanned."

When it came to skin, Feng Qingxue lived up to her name, white as snow.

Although both Fubao and Xibao as a child were quite fair, they were indeed slightly less so than Feng Qingxue.

Xibao had never fussed over whether her skin was fair or not, whereas Fubao was different; the vain little girl couldn’t even tolerate a tiny stain on her clothes.

Feng Qingxue kissed her daughter’s forehead, "When Fubao grows up, she will be just like Mommy."

"When will that be?" Fubao immediately asked, her face full of longing—she really wanted to grow up right now.

Feng Qingxue thought for a moment, "In ten years or so!"

Fubao had no concept of ten years, so she hooked her little finger with Feng Qingxue’s, "Pinky promise!"

"Sure, sure, sure! Pinky promise, hang by a thread, no changes for a hundred years."

Xibao covered her mouth, chuckling softly. Her sister really was too naive; he had eaten so much and hadn’t grown up, still a child in the eyes of their parents. With so little that her sister ate, how could she possibly grow up!

Right after mother and daughter put their hands down, Lu Jiang came in with a letter, "Qingxue, Tianjun has been assigned to the Capital military region."

Feng Qingxue was greatly startled, "What?" The Capital was so dangerous.

This news had caught her completely off guard.

When she recently looked through the information, she found that Lu Tianjun had initially not been assigned to the Capital military region, but to the Southeast Military Region instead.

Now things had changed, and Feng Qingxue was somewhat panicked.

"After new soldiers go through certain training, all those who pass are assigned where the army says so; there’s no personal choice," Lu Jiang didn’t find it surprising, "Qingxue, what’s wrong? Aren’t you happy?"

"It’s not that I’m not happy, but I’m worried," she worried that everything happening in the Capital would endanger Lu Tianjun.

Unable to set her mind at ease, Feng Qingxue had no choice but to call Jiang Xiaoyue. The one who answered was Jiang Yun, who without a second thought agreed to watch out for Lu Tianjun’s safety, "Chaos, it’s all chaos, everything’s topsy-turvy. I’ll keep an eye on Lu Tianjun for you guys, Xiaoxue, you all keep an eye out for a new soldier named Jiang Wei for me. If he’s neither dead nor wounded, there’s no need to bother asking about him."

"Jiang Wei?"

"My third grandson! A bunch of damn kids thinking of causing trouble, I thought it over and over, it won’t do—can’t let them get involved, so I kicked them off to the army, and one of them ended up in your military region."

Oh, another change different from the previous life had occurred.

Feng Qingxue promptly assured Jiang Yun, "Don’t worry, Lu Jiang and I will keep an eye out."

In the Capital, storms were raging, various units, schools, armies apart from the field troops, were all in chaos, completely paralyzed!

At that moment, everyone was in danger.

.. Edited and re-edited, repaired and re-repaired, sigh