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

Looking forward, looking forward, it was not until the first snow fell that Feng Qingxue heard the voice she wanted to hear most.

"Xiaoxue, your family has a letter from Lu Jiang!"

Feng Qingxue couldn't wait to put on her military coat, walked quickly with her belly full, and quickly opened the door.

Stopped at the door was a postman pushing a bicycle. He looked so cute in green in the snow.

"Now, from now on, you can just deliver everything from Lu Jiang directly." Wang Jiao, who was leading the way, said to the postman.

The postman dusted off the fallen snow on his body and said with a smile: "Okay, I'll remember it. I'll deliver it directly here next time. It's not from Comrade Lu Jiang, but I will also deliver letters and packages addressed to Comrade Feng Qingxue." come over."

He often delivers letters and has never seen Feng Qingxue receiving letters and things frequently, so he is deeply impressed by Feng Qingxue.

Feng Qingxue hurriedly thanked you, "I'm sorry, comrade."

"No trouble, it's what I should do. This is my responsibility. Comrade Feng Qingxue, this is your letter and package. Please accept it." The postman said as he took out a large package and a thick stack of letters. Hand it to Feng Qingxue.

After thanking the postman again, Feng Qingxue said hello to Wang Jiao and immediately returned to the house.

From beginning to end, she didn't even glance at the package. She hurriedly opened the envelope and found not just one, but seven or eight letters, each of which was written by Lu Jiang himself and marked with a date.

Feng Qingxue opened the first letter he wrote after returning to the army according to the date.

"I love Qingxue. Seeing the words is like meeting:

I arrived at the army safely, but I already missed you so much that I wanted to fly back to my hometown and see you happy.

However, I shoulder the responsibility of protecting my family and the country, so I can only put aside my personal relationship with my children. I hope you can forgive me. "

A few words, full of love.

His last signature was "Your Jiang". These three words made Feng Qingxue couldn't help but smile, and her heart was as sweet as drinking honey.

Are letters so straightforward now?

Before, she and Lu Jiang had always communicated very well, and she was afraid that she would make people laugh if she wrote one more sentence of love.

Opening the second letter, Feng Qingxue's smile became even stronger.

"Dear wife:

I went to the hospital for a follow-up visit, and Dr. Guo said that the recovery was good and beyond her expectations, and that the surgery could be arranged early.

Following Dr. Wu's instructions, I returned after follow-up consultation. Sister-in-law Xiuying, with the help of Brother Zhao, often helped me with massage and acupuncture. The arms and legs that had not received acupuncture and massage by Dr. Wu improved greatly and no longer hurt.

Although I don't feel any pain, I miss you very much when you massaged me with medicinal oil in the dead of night, and I hope to recreate the scene again.

Love you Jiang”

Every letter is filled with sweet words.

Feng Qingxue couldn't stop the smile on her face, and read each letter one by one until she opened the last letter.

"My love:

It's not that I don't want to communicate with you, but I have a new mission and I'm not allowed to communicate with the outside world.

The letters you wrote have already arrived at the army, but as soon as they arrived in my hands, I have memorized every word and sentence in each letter, wishing that they were engraved in my bones. However, the paper is so thin that it is difficult to describe the deep feelings.

The surgery is scheduled for early December. Dr. Guo is very confident. I hope you don’t worry.

How are you doing lately? Is the child well-behaved? If he doesn't behave, I will spank him when he is born.

Finally, the content of your letter is not only about family matters, but also family matters. Even if the food harvest at home is good, I am still unhappy. After reading it, my only thought is that you don’t want me, and I hope you can correct it quickly.

Your river"