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

Feng Qingxue calculated the time and found it was indeed a bit tight.

It has now been 65 years. It is January in the Gregorian calendar and the beginning of the twelfth lunar month in the lunar calendar. Wang Fengqiao wants to rush back to her hometown within 20 days. It is not realistic. No one can guarantee that the train will not have any problems along the way.

As Wang Fengqiao said, the train had to stop many times for maintenance along the way.

The workers and soldiers who built the railways were very hard-working. They built the railways with their hands. The railway workers working in the railway bureau were also very hard-working. They had to repair trains one after another every day to ensure that the trains Runs smoothly.

This time they took an express train, which was said to have an average speed of about 50 kilometers per hour and a maximum speed of 80 kilometers per hour.

The train departs from the capital and goes directly to their destination. Due to maintenance and railway problems, it actually does not reach this speed at all. If the road is good, it may reach this level, but if the road is bad, the speed will be extremely slow.

The ride home is generally fast, not to mention the speed.

"Of course it's good to go back home before the New Year, but it's okay if you can't get there." The Chinese New Year in my hometown is nothing compared to the city. Which day in the capital is not better than celebrating the New Year at home? Wang Fengqiao didn't rush home for the Chinese New Year, but she didn't want to cause trouble to Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue, "Let me tell you straight, I just can't let go of your uncle!"

Feng Qingxue said oh, her voice was long and full of smiles, she understood, she understood, she understood completely.

Wang Fengqiao's old face was a little red, and she stretched out her hand to hit her. Suddenly she heard Xibao yelling: "Hit! Hit her! Hit her!"

As the sound rang out, the little guy waved his fists and kicked off the quilt with his feet.

Soon, he turned over and continued to sleep soundly with his butt sticking out, his whole body curled up into a shrimp ball.

"Who did this brat hit again in his dream? It must be him and A Jiang showing off his great achievements in the capital. I remembered the scene of beating Su Ping, and they were fighting in the dream!" Feng Qingxue was angry and funny, and made him Turn over and lie down, covering yourself with the quilt again.

After sleeping for about half an hour, Xibao woke up.

Sitting up with a sudden sound, he said to Feng Qingxue before he could rub his eyes: "I beat dad to tears!"

Not only Wang Fengqiao and Feng Qingxue were stunned, but also Lu Jiang, who knocked on the door and came back to get something, was dumbfounded when he heard this sentence and frowned immediately, "Lu Xibao, why did you hit me? How did I offend you?"

His tone was indignant, but he hadn't even touched Lu Xibao with a finger, okay? But you can't let the other party wrong you.

Xibao looked very excited when he saw his parents when he woke up, "Dad! Mom! Grandma!"

After being called out one by one, Xibao jumped up. After Lu Jiang repeated his question, he looked up at Lu Jiang with his fat face and blinked his big innocent eyes, "Dad is bad, I'm spanking you!"

Feng Qingxue smiled and said, "Dad spanked you, so you spanked him and then made him cry, right?"

"Yes! Dad spanked me!" He didn't forget to reach out and touch his butt.

Lu Jiang was so angry that he pointed at him, "Lu Xibao, you can do it!"

"Dad, I'm very good!" Xibao said without forgetting to give himself a nod on the head.

Wang Fengqiao and Feng Qingxue laughed out loud at the same time, this child!

Lu Jiang pretended to be angry and walked out, but Xibao didn't want to and stepped on the kang with his feet staggered and his hands open towards him, "Dad, dad, dad, please hug me!" Hug me!"