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

It wasn't that Feng Qingxue was worried, but she couldn't believe it. She couldn't believe that the news came so quickly and suddenly. It was a surprise. She looked for Wu Zheng along the way and got the exact same answer.

So, on the way back, she was particularly careful.

She didn't ride a bicycle, worried about being bumped, so she pushed it and walked. But halfway through, she didn't forget to fill the bamboo baskets hanging on the left and right sides of the back seat with various supplies taken out of the space, and then closed the lids.

Feng Qingxue returned to the Wanglou Brigade later than expected. Lu Jiang was so anxious that his neck stretched out when he appeared at the intersection.

When someone saw this scene, they couldn't help but joked: "Lu Jiang, are you waiting for your wife?"

"Yeah, Qingxue should have come back a long time ago. I haven't seen anyone yet, so I'm worried." Lu Jiang, who regretted not going out with his wife, didn't care about other people's jokes at all. He was planning to ask this person to call Lu Tianjun and Guancheng to the mining area. Looking for his wife on the way to the hospital, he finally saw his wife's figure, which gradually grew from a small dot to a larger one. He immediately pushed the wheelchair to meet her.

The person who was teasing Lu Jiang was stunned when he saw this, shook his head and walked away with a smile.

"Why did you come back just now?" Feng Qingxue was startled by the sudden words, and half of her joy disappeared in an instant.

Lu Jiang realized that he had a bad tone and was worried about his wife's overthinking. He couldn't help but regret it, and immediately said: "I'm very worried about you. Judging from the route you took to deliver groceries and then go shopping, you should have arrived home half an hour ago at the latest. ”

Feng Qingxue's heart softened, "I'm sorry, A Jiang, I won't be like this next time."

"When you go out in the future and I'm not at home, remember to ask Tian Juan or Guan Cheng to accompany you." With such a gentle and beautiful wife, Lu Jiang didn't trust her to go out alone. Today, he was frightened.

"It's okay. If you're not at home, I will act ugly when I go out." Even now when she goes out with Lu Jiang, Feng Qingxue often wraps most of her face or head in a square scarf, not to show off to strangers easily. Show your beauty in front of others so as not to cause unnecessary trouble. To outsiders, they say that covering your face with a scarf is to prevent wind and sand.

Lu Jiang held her hand and sighed.

"Ajiang, don't be upset, I'm telling you a piece of good news that's not very certain." If it were not outside but at home, Feng Qingxue would definitely stretch out her hand to smooth his frowned brows.

Lu Jiang turned the wheelchair and asked, "What's the good news?"

"I think I have it!" Feng Qingxue pushed the bicycle. The bicycle was outside, and her body was pressed against the side of the wheelchair as she walked home. She bent down and whispered in his ear, "In the city workers' hospital I asked the doctor to check my pulse, and then I went to the mining area hospital to see Mr. Wu, and the result was the same."

Lu Jiang didn't react, "What's up?"

Feng Qingxue stamped her feet shyly, "She's just pregnant! The doctor said it's less than a month old."

Pregnant?

Lu Jiang's eyes suddenly widened, his face filled with ecstasy, and he said excitedly: "Huai..."

He was about to say the word "pregnant" when he suddenly thought that he and his wife were already walking in the middle of the Wanglou Brigade. People were coming and going on the road, and there seemed to be a saying in his family that he could not tell anyone if he was pregnant for less than three months, so he quickly changed his mind. Said: "Is it true? Qingxue, is it true? Tell me quickly, is it true? Is it true? Really? Really?"

A series of questions came out of his mouth, almost incoherently.