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

A few days after Jiang He and Erya got married, the snow melted and it was New Year's Day.

The chapter belonging to the 1960s has ended, and history has officially entered the 1970s, opening a new page.

The weather was particularly good on New Year's Day, with blue sky and white clouds, and the sun felt warm on my body. Fathers and villagers appeared in groups in front of and behind the house, basking in the sun and chatting with bright smiles on their faces.

Although we experienced various winds and rains last year, the harvest was not bad in the end and the food rations were not reduced.

In the hearts of the people, there is no need to panic when there is food.

Feng Qingxue asked Lu Tianzhi and Guan Yu to play with the triplets at the door. Lu's father, Zhou Fengchu and other elderly people were sitting at the door of the cowshed, always paying attention. Guancheng, Xibao and Fubao were further playing with Wen Ruyu and other elderly people. study.

After practicing calligraphy and painting for an hour, Feng Qingxue stretched out.

Feeling that today's meticulous painting was very good, she decided to show it to Wen Ruyu and listen to his comments. As soon as she rolled up the dried painting, she heard Dundun and Zhuangzhuang crying from the door. Voice.

At this time, how could Feng Qingxue care about high-level paintings?

He opened the curtain and hurriedly ran out the door. He let go too quickly and the curtain fell back violently.

When Feng Qingxue arrived at the door, she saw Lu Tianzhi holding Dundun and Guan Yu holding Zhuangzhuang. The two little guys were rubbing their eyes and crying out of breath. As for Xiong Xiong, he was standing proudly with his hands behind his back. On the ground, like a victorious little cock.

"What's wrong?" Feng Qingxue asked.

Lu Tianzhi said quickly: "It's okay, it's okay, Auntie, it's just children fighting!"

"Who made the move first?" Feng Qingxue hugged Dundun with one hand and Zhuangzhuang with the other. However, the two children were thickly dressed and heavy in weight. She couldn't hold them, so she squatted on the ground and hugged her two sons. "Dundun, Zhuangzhuang, tell mom, why are you crying?"

The two brothers pointed at Xiong Xiong in unison, "Brother (brother) beat me!"

The evil bear complained first: "Mom, mom, Dundun is bad, Zhuang Zhuang is bad, you scratched my face, it's all scratched."

Feng Qingxue took a closer look and saw that there were indeed two shallow blood stains on the naughty boy's white, tender and chubby face. One was on the left cheek near the nose, and the other was on the forehead. It should have been scratched by fingernails.

Fortunately, Feng Qingxue was very considerate and the nails of several children were cut very short. If they had grown their nails long, the nails might have been disfigured.

"Brother, grab my... my big tiger first!" Zhuang Zhuang bravely complained.

Feng Qingxue lowered her head and found that the cloth tiger carried by her youngest son was missing. She put her two sons down and turned behind Xiong Xiong. Sure enough, she saw that the brat was holding the faded cloth tiger in his hand. No wonder he kept his hands behind his back instead of crossing them as usual. Bend your waist.

"Two bears!" Feng Qingxue's eyebrows stood up.

Xiong Xiong raised his face and showed an innocent smile, "Mom, I am very good!"

"You're such a good boy! Why did you steal my brother's cloth tiger? Where's your bear?" Feng Qingxue remembered that she sewed a brown bear for Xiong Xiong, just like the name, and he liked it very much and had a lot of fun all the time.

Lu Tianzhi pointed to the ground and raised his chin, "Hey, where is it!"

Guan Yu went over and picked it up, but it was covered with mud. "It needs to be washed. Did Erxiong think his bear was dirty when it fell on the ground, so he went to snatch the strong tiger?"

He thought he knew Xiong Xiong very well, and as soon as he finished speaking, Xiong Xiong nodded naturally.