Back to the 60s: The Struggle Career of a Charmed Wife

Hearing the familiar voice but looking at the unfamiliar figure, Feng Qingxue's tears suddenly fell down.

Big tears rolled down like broken pearls and fell on Xibao.

"It'll be good to come back, it'll be good to come back..." A choking voice sounded in the room, and Feng Qingxue's heart, which had been hanging for more than half a year, finally relaxed. Rather than saying that it would be good to come back, it would be better to say that it would be good to be safe.

"Qingxue!" Lu Jiang reached out and wanted to hug her, together with the child he had never seen before, but he stopped because he was covered in ice and snow.

Feng Qingxue also saw the embarrassment all over his body, and couldn't help but feel distressed: "Where did you come from? Why are you acting like a beggar? Did you not have enough to eat? Did you hide in the ice and snow? Why are your clothes so torn? How is it? There are holes in the military cotton jacket, and the cotton is exposed!" Xibao suddenly twisted his body when he wanted to touch the frostbite and scars on his face.

"Ah!" Xibao cried out, awakening the couple's affectionate gaze.

Lu Jiang did not answer his wife's question. He lowered his head to look into Xibao's big round eyes, and a huge smile instantly broke out on his face, "Is this my son? His name is Xibao, right? What a good boy, he looks really fat. ”

Chubby, plump, white and tender people are rare in this era of lack of food and clothing.

He wanted to reach out and touch his son's fat cheek, but he was worried that his rough and cracked fingers would scratch his tender face, so he stretched out his big hand in front of him and then retracted it, hanging down by his side.

Xibao stretched, closed his eyes, yawned crisply, and bubbles popped out of his nose.

Lu Jiang was immediately dumbfounded, "Qingxue, what's his attitude?"

Feng Qingxue smiled, holding Xibao with one hand, and took out a cotton gauze handkerchief with the other hand to wipe his nose, "I just ate a bowl of pumpkin rice. He is sleepy and wants to sleep." You can't say that. You have become too ugly, unshaven, and your face is covered with wounds. When your son sees you, he has no desire to appreciate you for a second time, so he falls asleep, right?

No one knows better than a mother. Xibao lay on Feng Qingxue's chest and quickly fell asleep.

Lu Jiang asked curiously: "Does this kid only eat and sleep?"

"Children are like this. They have to sleep for a long time every day to meet the requirements of growth and development." Feng Qingxue was about to send Xibao to the bed in the bedroom, but Lu Jiang quickly opened the curtain for her and watched her put Xibao on the bed. Cover the inside of the bed with a quilt.

Lying on a small pillow, Xibao looked up and fell asleep.

Feng Qingxue turned around and reached out to touch the injury on his face. Tears fell again, "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt!" Even though he was so itchy that he couldn't feel anything, Lu Jiang didn't say a single word. He grabbed her soft and tender hand with his backhand, "Qingxue, I miss you so much. Do you miss me? Do you miss me?" ?”

"It's all in the letter, didn't you read it?" Feng Qingxue turned over old accounts.

"Looking at it, looking at it, I can't remember it anymore." Lu Jiang giggled.

When Ouyang Zijin sent supplies and medicines, he also took the letters and things Feng Qingxue sent to him, so he knew that he had a son, named Lu Tianmao and nicknamed Xibao, who was seriously injured and was still in the military area. Zhao Anbang from the hospital has a godson, "I have a comrade who wants to accept Xibao as his godson, and he asked me to bring a gift to Xibao."

Feng Qingxue looked at him and asked, "Which comrade is this? Where did you bring the gift?" without asking him for writing the letter in advance.

"Yes, where is the gift?" Lu Jiang looked down at his empty hands and expressed confusion. It took him a while to remember that he had left his luggage bag and military coat at the door in order to make it easier to climb over the wall.