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

The old leader laughed when he heard the name, "Er Xiong is your nickname, right? I also have a nickname. But why are you called Er Xiong? In terms of ranking, you are not the second in the family. Are you a triplet? The middle child?"

The words were too long. Lu Erxiong didn't understand and turned to look at his parents.

Feng Qingxue handed the gifts to Xiao Liu and the old leader's life secretary, pursed her lips and smiled, "Old leader, you are really wise and powerful. He is the second among the triplets. His nickname is Xiong Xiong and his big name is Lu Tianying. Everyone is used to calling him Erxiong.”

"He's the boy who doesn't want to celebrate his birthday on the same day as his brother, and insists on being born later. As a result, his brother celebrates his birthday alone, but he has to spend it with his brother." The old leader understood instantly and waved to Fu Bao. Dundun and Zhuangzhuang, who were holding her left and right hands, came to her and touched each one, carefully asked their names and ages, and said lovingly: "Okay, okay, look how well these children grow! Raise these children, you guys." Being a parent is not easy.”

Lu Jiang smiled and said: "Give birth, give birth. Once you give birth to them, you should do your best to raise them. These children are born with good health, only the younger ones are a little weaker. They are what they are today thanks to Comrade Qingxue's careful care."

"Zhuangzhuang, my little brother." Xibao interjected.

The old leader nodded and said: "I remember, the nickname was Lu Tianxiu, right? Although he is not as strong and lively as his two brothers, he is naturally beautiful, so good!"

Zhuang Zhuang smiled sweetly, "Thank you, grandpa!"

"Do you understand what I said?" The old chief was a little surprised.

"Grandpa, praise me!" Zhuangzhuang said that of course he understood the nice words. He was not Lu Erxiong.

Hearing the old leader praising his younger brother, Lu Erxiong was not happy. He jumped up to the old leader like a rabbit and said anxiously: "Grandpa, grandpa, praise me, praise me! I am a good boy, but I am very good!" "

"Okay, okay, Erxiong is also a good boy, smart and lively." The old leader smiled happily.

The security guard, life secretary and others were relieved when they saw this scene.

The old leader has been in a bad mood recently, but he seems to be much better now. Sure enough, Xibao is a little lucky star. Even a letter can make the old leader happy for a long time and eat a few more pieces of braised pork.

Among the five children, the old leader’s favorite was obviously Xibao.

After questioning Fu Bao and the triplets one by one, the old leader’s attention was focused on Xi Bao. He asked him to ask questions and kept saying that he had grown taller and grown up, and he was also very concerned about Xi Bao’s homework.

Hearing that they would stay in the capital for seven or eight days, the old leader immediately left Xibao behind.

"Come and pick up Xibao before you go back." The old leader said.

How dare Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue say no? Moreover, both of them respected the old leader. For Xibao, such an opportunity was something they dreamed of as parents.

After coming out of the old leader's house, the couple took the opportunity to visit Wang Xinsheng and Guo Ming with their four children.

Who knows that Guo Ming is at Wang Xinsheng's house, so there is no need to go to his house again.

Knowing that Xibao was kept by the old leader, Wang Zhonghua, who had grown into a young boy, was a little disappointed and muttered a few words. Guo Yan comforted him: "It's okay, Xibao is in the compound, we will definitely see him. "

Wang Zhonghua suddenly became happy after hearing this.

Wang Xinsheng couldn't help but said: "This kid's life is really good, it's beyond everyone's expectations."

Guo Ming glanced at him sideways, "A good life means good luck. If you are jealous, come on, Qingxue, follow me to the side. I have to give you a good test and let them speak for themselves."

"Okay, Master."

. . Ten thousand words are here for you. I’ll add more when I get better. I’ll give you the game tickets at the end of the month, monthly tickets.