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

A few years ago, the army went through a reorganization, and many people were severely dealt with, especially those who engaged in promiscuous relations between men and women.

At that time, a very high-ranking officer was dismissed from his post because of this. Later, he was transferred to another place and his rank was lowered. He regretted it.

After a few years, we are now undergoing a major rectification. Those with a good lifestyle are naturally not worried, while those with a poor lifestyle are frightened. They just feel that they have relapsed into their old ways after not engaging in activities in the past two years.

No matter when and where, the management in the army is the strictest.

However, there are some people who want to go against the trend and commit crimes, thinking that they will not be the one to be punished.

There was a storm in the army, but it was gentle and drizzle in the Lu family.

The only vegetables in winter were cabbages and radishes. According to the supply quota of his mothers, Lu Jiang prepared hundreds of cabbages and many radishes for them in advance. Most of them were buried in the cellar, and only a small part was piled in the kitchen.

Xibao suddenly wanted to eat meatballs, and Xiongxiong shouted, "Eat meatballs, eat meatballs!"

Fu Bao is becoming more and more obedient now, very much like a sister. He holds Dundun with his left hand and Zhuangzhuang with his right hand. He has no objection to this and sweetly said: "I will eat whatever my parents cook. I am very fond of it." Good to raise.”

"Good to raise!" Dundun and Zhuangzhuang duet.

Feng Qingxue drove Guan Cheng out of the kitchen, who came to help, "You three brothers are going out to play with your younger brothers and sisters. Keep an eye on it."

We can't keep our children at home all the time, Feng Qingxue thought to herself.

Besides, Lu Jiang has a day off today, so why should Guancheng be busy?

"Okay, Auntie, just call me if you need help. We won't go too far," Guan Cheng said.

"I got it, go quickly, pay special attention to Erxiong, don't ask him to hit anyone."

"OK."

After sending the children out, Feng Qingxue instructed Lu Jiang and the guards who insisted on helping to wash a lot of radishes, use a radish grater to grate the radishes into thin strips, fill a large basin, add various seasonings and flour, and mix well.

They are located in a remote area and have no natural gas. They usually use briquette stoves. The bottom of one wall in the kitchen is made of briquettes.

However, Lu Jiang knew his wife's habits, so he led people to build a two-hole earthen stove early, asked the veterans for industrial coupons they didn't need, added his own, and went to the city to buy two large iron pots embedded in them. For the stove, I also bought a steel pot for the briquette stove, a frying pan, a thermos, a shovel, a spoon, a fence, etc.

Some items are not convenient to mail and can only be purchased again.

Fortunately, his salary is high, and fortunately the veterans have a lot of industrial coupons that they don't use, otherwise it would be difficult to buy them all at once.

Lu Jiang is cooking a pot, pouring oil in the gentle wind and snow.

Large chunks of white oil are put into the pot, and after heating, the kitchen is quickly filled with aroma.

"It smells so good, sister-in-law, what kind of oil is this? It doesn't smell like lard, and it doesn't have the smell of mutton oil." Ping Zhengkai's nose is still very good. After sniffing the charming aroma, he couldn't help but ask road.

Feng Qingxue stirred the oil in the pot, and all the condensed oil melted. She said with a smile: "This is butter, brought from my hometown."

"Butter?" Ping Zhengkai was stunned, "My sister-in-law killed cows in her hometown? Why?"

Cows are a labor force. Ping Zhengkai, who was also born in a rural area, is very aware of the importance of cows to the people. He would rather go hungry than starve the animals, so as not to have no animals to work during the busy farming period.

Feng Qingxue smiled and said: "The cowshed of someone else's commune was collapsed by the snow, and two cow legs were broken. It couldn't be cured, so they had to be sent to the non-staple food station for slaughter. I asked someone to leave some cows for us. Suet beef bones and beef, and brought over the refined butter.”

Without this reason, how could we eat cow-related food?