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

After the meal, the gay men also cleared the table and dishes.

Zhong Wenxiu felt very embarrassed and wanted to help, but Feng Qingxue held her back, "Their elders are thick-skinned and thick-skinned, so let them wash the dishes. We girls with delicate skin and tender flesh should not get wet. So as not to make your hands rough.”

Although Zhong Wenxiu can basically be regarded as one of her own family members, she is a coquettish customer even if she is not married. How can there be any reason to let a coquettish customer work?

At this moment, Feng Qingxue selectively forgot the fact that she had to cook for the first time when she arrived at the Lu family.

"Mom, you can rub clam oil on your hands after washing dishes, so that your hands won't be rough." Fu Bao interjected.

Feng Qingxue glanced at her and said, "Then go and help your father and brother. The clam oil at home is enough for you. Today is your seventh birthday, which means that after today, you will be eight years old. Others Our children have already started doing housework at this age.”

Fu Bao shook his head. He felt that it was not enough, so he also used his hands. He waved his hands vigorously in front of him, "Mom, I am so young and my hands are so tender. You have the heart to let me wash them every day, no matter how hard you wash them." Is the bowl finished? No amount of clam oil can make up for the suffering of my little hands. Besides, I am the birthday boy. If the birthday boy does not work, he will suffer endlessly. "

"After giving birth to five of you, I have to wash diapers, clothes and stinky socks every day. I am so tired!" Feng Qingxue slapped her forehead rudely, "Every time I ask you to learn to do housework, you do it. What will happen when you grow up? "

Although she does not recommend that all housework should be placed on female compatriots, they should be able to do housework and at least take care of themselves.

Independence is not only financial independence, but also independence in life.

Therefore, she did not spoil her children in this regard. She taught them everything they should and often encouraged them to learn with various rewards. Lu Jiang, who couldn't cook before getting married, is now Chef Lu, and I believe the children can't either. So inferior, they all have her genes!

Fu Bao hugged her arm and smiled sweetly, not mentioning that when she was a child, she clearly saw that the diapers were washed by her father, brother, Aunt Tian and others, "Mom, you and grandpa and dad raised me, and I will provide for you in the future. I won’t let you suffer anymore. As for me, mom, don’t worry. Sister-in-law Xiaoyue and Sister-in-law Wenxiu are so blessed. My name is Fubao, and I will be even more blessed in the future.”

Jiang Xiaoyue laughed so hard that tears came out, and said to Zhong Wenxiu on the side: "She has made up her mind to find a revolutionary comrade who can wash clothes, cook and clean the house, so that she doesn't have to work. She is such a villain, so I knew how to plan for myself since I was young.”

Zhong Wenxiu pursed her lips and smiled, "She is right to think so. We are both very lucky."

She likes the atmosphere of the Lu family. She can feel the head of the family's tolerance and respect for women everywhere, which makes people very relaxed. No matter how the young people talk and laugh, the old man nods along and does not criticize their occasional inappropriate remarks.

"She just wants to be lazy." Feng Qingxue said, usually not as diligent as Xibao.

Wang Zhonghua and Xibao helped bring the bowl back and put it into the small cupboard. They turned around and said, "Auntie, don't say that about Huihui. Huihui is a very cute sister. She can draw beautiful paintings at such a young age. Grandma said, Huihui My hands are for painting.”

Feng Qingxue handed him a towel to wipe his hands, "It's what you are used to."

"Everyone has a share!" Wang Zhonghua chuckled. When he saw the clam oil that Fu Bao brought over, he originally wanted to say that a man would not use clam oil, but when he saw Fu Bao's big, watery eyes, he stretched out his hand and took it from the shell. He picked a little and put it on his hands, and rubbed them together, "Thank you Huihui, it smells great!"