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

"Where did it come from? Tell me quickly, where did it come from?"

Feng Qingxue has excellent eyesight. The piece in her hand is mutton-fat jade. It is as white as the cut fat of a sheep. Its texture is tight and no structure can be seen. It is delicate, warm and oily. It has reached this level before even playing with it. After playing with it, After playing it, you can imagine how great it is.

She likes jade and always has.

Among nephrites, Hetian jade is my favorite, and jadeite is my favorite among jadeites. Although I also like the brilliance and beauty of other jewelry, they cannot be compared to the first two. It is because my conditions in my previous life were limited and I have never been exposed to the best.

Lu Jiang knew his wife's hobbies well, so he did his best to collect jade for her. "Isn't Huo Beiting always in the Kunlun Military Region? I asked him to collect it from the aborigines near the Yulong Kashgar River. It took several years to save so much jade." There were some good ones and some bad ones that were not taken out from the box. He didn’t dare to let the third person know and didn’t go through the mail. It wasn’t until he went back to the capital to visit relatives last month that we met during a two-month vacation. Leave it to me. He said that if he couldn't find me, he would send it here himself. "

Feng Qingxue had a particularly deep impression on Huo Beiting. After all, she was the first group of Lu Jiang's comrades to contact him, and she was also kind to him by sending him food and saving his life. For more than ten years, they had never stopped exchanging letters.

The conditions there were extremely difficult. Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue would send food and supplies to Huo Beiting every year without interruption.

"Is Huo Beiting okay?" Feng Qingxue played with the oily jade and remembered that Huo Beiting got married ten years ago to a medical soldier in the army. When they got married and had children, they sent him a lot of things.

Lu Jiang sighed: "His wife died last winter, leaving behind two children, a boy and a girl."

Feng Qingxue's hand suddenly stopped, and the hand holding the jade turned white, almost the same color as the jade.

"Sacrificed? How could this happen? What happened?" Huo Beiting's wife was about the same age as him, but she passed away like this in her thirties?

"Four medical soldiers went over the mountains to promote health work and treat diseases to local residents. On the way back, they were hit by an avalanche and no one survived. She was one of them." Lu Jiang has become accustomed to it. Although he felt sad for Huo Beiting, he was the first to join the army. From the beginning of the day, they know that their lives are no longer theirs, and wars and accidents may happen at any time.

Feng Qingxue cherishes her life, but she admires any soldier who sacrifices his life regardless of his own safety.

"Where is the child? How did you arrange it?" A child without a mother is pitiful.

Lu Jiang said in a deep voice: "Huo Beiting is busy with work, and it is common for him not to see anyone for ten days and a half, so he took the opportunity to visit relatives to send the children to their grandparents' house. I asked my uncle to give me the apartment you rented when you were in school. The small yard was rented to them as part of the return, and Huo Beiting was responsible for the rent. His brother-in-law was very happy. I saw two children, one eight years old and one six years old. They had never gone to school there. I asked someone to arrange for them to enter. I found the school that Fubao attended,"

Feng Qingxue sighed, living under someone else's roof is not that easy. It's okay for adults to treat their children well, but of course people who have their own children put their children first in everything, and no one can say they are wrong.

"When you have the opportunity to go to the capital, go and see the children often." Feng Qingxue felt sorry for the two motherless children. "I will write a letter to Sister Xue Niang later and ask her and Brother Zheng to pay attention in secret. If the children live well, Of course we won't say anything. If the child is bullied, we have to tell Huo Beiting no matter what."