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

When Feng Qingxue arrived, she was panting from exhaustion.

"Comrade Commander, how do you train Xibao? He's not even two years old yet, and he can't even catch up with me." It seems that we can't take him to play in the grasslands full of cows, horses and mules in the future. It disappeared.

Ye Zhengjun laughed after hearing this.

"This shows that Xibao has the potential to be a soldier!" Ye Zhengjun said, looking down at Xibao in his arms, "Xibao, can you live with grandpa in the military area forever? When you are older, grandpa will teach you how to ride a horse and shoot a gun. "

"Okay!" Xibao suddenly stared at his empty hand, "Gun!"

Feng Qingxue handed him the gun wordlessly, and the little guy suddenly smiled brightly and said to Ye Zhengjun: "Gun, my gun."

The children's words made everyone very happy.

Feng Qingxue ignored him and handed two pairs of shoes to Ye Zhengjun's guard, "Xiao Zhao, I made two pairs of shoes for Comrade Commander. You get one pair for Comrade Commander, and the other pair will be given directly to Comrade Commander. "

The shoes with the mouth open were stepping on the grass, and the toes of the cracked toes were exposed.

Ye Zhengjun and Xiao Zhao were stunned and looked at Ye Zhengjun's feet at the same time.

Xibao was very curious. There was no one in the world who was not curious. He also followed the adult's gaze and looked over. He immediately let out a cry, holding the gun in one hand and pointing to Ye Zhengjun's feet with the other, "Grandpa, break, break!"

"Yes, grandpa's shoes are torn, what should I do?"

After hearing Ye Zhengjun's words, Xibao's brows immediately knitted together.

After thinking solemnly for a while, Xibao's eyes suddenly flashed and he pointed at the two pairs of shoes in Feng Qingxue's hand that were not taken by Xiao Zhao. He said happily: "Grandpa, shoes, mom's shoes, grandpa. "

Ye Zhengjun laughed loudly, "Xibao is so cute, I can't blame everyone for loving him!"

After putting on new shoes, Ye Zhengjun took Xibao to ride a horse.

When it was almost noon, Xibao was probably tired and rubbed his eyes, so Ye Zhengjun handed him over to Feng Qingxue.

He didn't know that Feng Qingxue was pregnant, and Feng Qingxue naturally took her son, said goodbye to Ye Zhengjun, and walked to the family home.

Xibao was heavier, and the temperature was relatively high during the day. Feng Qingxue was so tired that sweat broke out on his forehead. Zhu Rong, who had just picked up his wife and children, saw this and was about to help. Suddenly he thought of his wife and children next to him and immediately changed his words: "Xiao Sang, put your luggage down and help my sister-in-law hold Xibao. I think it's a little difficult for my sister-in-law to hold her."

"Hey!" Sang Hong put down his luggage without saying a word and reached out to hug Xibao.

Feng Qingxue noticed that the middle-aged woman next to Zhu Rong had a bad look on her face, so she took two steps back and said, "I can hold Xibao, you can just do your own thing! Put your things away. Comrade Zhu Rong, take your family members to dinner first. If you go late, there will be no food in the cafeteria.”

There are strict rules on when and what time the troops should eat.

Zhu Rong responded, pointed at the middle-aged woman and said: "Sister-in-law, this is my child's mother, named Wang Baozhu. Those are my three children, the eldest son Zhu Fugui, the eldest daughter Zhu Hongling, and the youngest son Zhu Fuqiang."

The mother and son are dark, thin, and have a pretty face. The only girl, Zhu Hongling, is swollen and looks chubby.

Feng Qingxue frowned slightly and said to them: "Hello everyone, stay here with peace of mind. If you need help, just ask."

Wang Baozhu stared at Feng Qingxue and Xibao, who was sleeping on her shoulders for a few times, and suddenly said: "I need help with everything. My parents, my children, and my wife have no clothes to wear or food to eat. You can do it now." Help me solve it!"

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