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

Qiao Desheng and Sang Hong came with anxiety and left with satisfaction.

Xibao immediately got up from the ground and followed them, but Feng Qingxue grabbed the belt of his cotton trousers at the back of the collar.

"Xibao, where are you going?"

"Play!" Xibao innocently flashed his big black eyes and pulled his mother hard to continue walking out. He kept chanting: "Play, mom, play! Mom! Mom, play!"

Feng Qingxue stood still, "Look, it's getting dark and very cold. How about we play at home?"

"No! No!" Xibao shook his head like a rattle, grabbed Feng Qingxue's hand and pulled hard.

Even though he may be small, he has grown fat from eating well, and his hands are really strong.

Feng Qingxue said with a straight face, "Lu Xibao! If you want to go out, you can go out by yourself. If you are blown away by the strong wind, you will never see your father and mother again. Now, let go, and mother will cook at home and cook well." No food for Xibao!”

Seeing that Feng Qingxue was angry, Xibao stood still, raised his face, and burst into tears.

"Play! Play! Mom, play!"

Tears welled up on his pale face.

Then, he sat down on the ground, leaned forward, patted the ground with his little hands, cried loudly, and was out of breath.

"Play! Play! Mom, play! Play!"

Feng Qingxue closed the door behind her back, let him cry on the ground, and went straight to cooking.

They say they cook, but in fact they mainly do it for Xibao.

She always ate less in the evening, and Lu Jiang was not at home, so she simply made a bowl of malted milk and ate some fruit and she got through it.

Xibao was too fat. She was afraid that Xibao would accumulate food, so she made fruit puree for him. Carrying Xibao on her back, she took out two bananas from the space and was about to crush them into puree. Suddenly she heard Ye Zhengjun's voice coming from outside the door: " Why is Xibao crying? You can hear it from three miles away."

Feng Qingxue quickly put the banana back into space and went over to open the door.

"Commander Ye and Chief of Staff Xu, why are you two here free?" Feng Qingxue asked with a smile after seeing the people clearly, and asked them sideways to come in, "It's starting to get cold outside, so the two comrades are sitting in the room. "

Chief of Staff Xu Jin waved his hand, but Ye Zhengjun walked in.

He put the lunch box he brought on the desk, put his hand under Xibao's armpit, turned him over and held him in his arms.

"Xibao, why are you crying? Tell grandpa who bullied you."

Xibao's face was covered with tears and dust. His little fat finger pointed at Feng Qingxue, sobbing and saying: "Mom! Mom!"

Ye Zhengjun smiled and said, "Did mom hit you?"

The little guy actually nodded, "Yeah!" The voice was particularly loud.

Um, shit!

If it weren't for Ye Zhengjun and Xu Jin, Feng Qingxue would have cursed.

"Comrade Qingxue, Xibao is so cute, why are you hitting him? You are not allowed to hit children." Xu Jin said.

The wind outside blowing into the house was like blowing into Feng Qingxue's heart, chilling her to the bone.

"I didn't hit him! Chief of Staff Xu." Feng Qingxue couldn't help but defend herself. She had never liked stick education. The child was her thorn in the side, so wouldn't hitting the child hit her heart? "Comrades Sang Hong and Qiao Desheng came here just now. He wanted to go out to play with him, but I refused to let him go, so he rolled on the ground."

Ye Zhengjun smiled and said, "Isn't it normal for a child to want to go out to play? I'll take him there."

Feng Qingxue hurriedly said: "Comrade Commander, we can't spoil him. How can we just let him do whatever he wants?"