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

"What's wrong?" Feng Qingxue looked at him inexplicably and urged: "Go and cook quickly. If you don't steam the egg custard quickly and bring it in, I will feed Xibao."

Lu Jiang turned around, walked to her side, raised his hand and touched the corners of her eyes, "Why are your eyes red? The circles under your eyes are also red, and there are tears on your cheeks. Don't tell me that the wind and sand have blinded your eyes." , If you don’t go out, you won’t encounter wind and sand, and now there is no wind and sand blowing into your eyes.”

Feng Qingxue was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "You have sharp eyes! I just watched "Dream of Red Mansions", and when I thought of the love tragedy between Lin Daiyu and Jia Baoyu, I couldn't help but cry, so I asked you to see it."

"I don't believe it. You must not be telling the truth." Lu Jiang is not that easy to lie.

"Then why do you think I cry? I am very happy now. I have a great husband, a lovely child, a group of well-behaved nephews and a beautiful sister at home. My father-in-law is very loving to me, and I can live my life as I please. You What reason do I have to cry secretly?" Feng Qingxue replied playfully.

There seemed to be no reason, but Lu Jiang still felt something was wrong, and his eyebrows furrowed together deeply.

"Okay, okay, stop nagging, go and steam eggs for Xibao."

Lu Jiang steamed the eggs and brought them to the bedroom. Xibao, who had taken off his cloak and scarf, was lying in his wife's arms, sucking milk, with two furry hooves raised.

"Didn't you agree to let him eat egg custard?" Lu Jiang went over and poked Xibao's fat cheek and put the egg custard on the bedside table. "He just drinks milk. What should I do with the egg custard?"

"Don't let him drink until he's half full. Let him eat egg custard."

Lu Jiang touched his palm and said, "Great!"

Feng Qingxue gave him a white look, stuffed Xibao who was eating enthusiastically into his arms, covered his shirt under his eager gaze, then picked up the egg custard, which was warm and not hot at all, and dug into it directly. The spoon was stuffed into Xibao's mouth.

As soon as the soft, fragrant, smooth and tender egg custard entered his mouth, Xibao, who was about to howl at the top of his lungs, squeaked and swallowed.

After eating and drinking, and probably tired, he lay in his father's arms and hummed.

"Go to sleep, brat." Lu Jiang patted him skillfully, and soon he saw that he was fast asleep.

Putting his son on the inside of the bed and covering him with the quilt, Lu Jiang turned around and looked at Feng Qingxue seriously, "Explain carefully, why are you crying secretly? Don't lie!"

Feng Qingxue covered her mouth and smiled: "What? Do you want to use your training posture?"

Her eyes flashed, so beautiful that Lu Jiang softened immediately, "Wife."

He sat down next to his wife, held her hand, and whispered: "Did you think that I was leaving soon, so you cried secretly when I didn't know? I'm sorry, I have to leave home and you again."

"It doesn't matter." Feng Qingxue held his hand, "I'll wait for you. A Jiang, no matter where you are, no matter what kind of mission you are performing, please remember that your family is waiting for you at home, please For your family, take care of yourself! For me, your most important task is to ensure your own safety!”

"Honey!" Lu Jiang stretched out his hand to hold her in his arms, "I'm sorry."

Leaning on his chest, listening to his heartbeat, Feng Qingxue's voice was like snow in the wind, soft and indifferent, "Don't say sorry to me, you are my hero, and my family and I are yours" No one can live without his support.”