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

After going out, Feng Qingxue remembered that Xibao needed to replenish water at all times, "Ajiang, wait a minute, I'll get the kettle."

Go back to the house and fill the military kettle with boiling water, which is the water stored in the space. The outside of the kettle is tightly wrapped with Xibao's quilt to prevent it from cooling too quickly after going out. Then the kettle is stuffed into the mesh bag together with the enamel jar. Another bag of potatoes was packed.

Xibao, who saw the firelight inside and outside the camp, was already anxious, "Mom, mom, hurry, hurry!"

"It's coming, why are you in a hurry!"

"Mother!"

"Come on, come on! I don't know who can be so impatient."

Piles of bonfires lit up the night sky, and groups of soldiers sat around the bonfires. Artistic soldiers shuttled among them, singing and dancing.

Different from the performances on the stage, which were replaced by another program after one program, now the entire cultural troupe was dispatched, spreading among the bonfires, singing and dancing for the group of soldiers closest to them.

At that time, the army followed the three-three system, with squads, platoons, companies, battalions, regiments, brigades, divisions, and corps increasing in order.

The platoon is arranged around a bonfire. There are about thirty people in a platoon, usually thirty-two or three people. Even if you exclude the soldiers on duty everywhere, there are still thousands of bonfires and cooking utensils on the vast land. The workers were busy baking food, and the bright red fire shone on everyone's face. The black and red skin was clearly visible, and the vicissitudes of life were everywhere.

Xibao has always been the center of attention. As soon as Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue's family of three appeared, the commander patted the place next to him and said, "Come on, come on, Xiao Lu, bring Xibao over here with your wife!"

The cook is roasting the leg of lamb. The fat is dripping and the aroma is permeating, which is very tempting.

Xibao's saliva immediately flowed out. He pointed at the roasted leg of lamb and shouted, "Meat! Meat!"

As he said this, he stretched half of his body toward the fire, impatient.

"Xibao, don't reach out! The meat is not yet cooked. When the meat is cooked, daddy will ask the cook uncle to cut a big piece for you." After greeting the leaders present, Lu Jiang hugged his son tightly and sat down. Sitting down on the spot, he sandwiched him between his legs. Feng Qingxue sat next to him and placed the things he brought at his feet.

"Big meat!" Xibao said.

"Yes, big chunks of meat."

Xibao stood obediently, staring at the roasted leg of lamb. He wanted to put his fingers in his mouth, but found that he had gloves on his hands. He reached out to Feng Qingxue anxiously, "No! No!"

Feng Qingxue had no choice but to take it off for him and put it in the pocket of her coat to prevent him from throwing it into the fire.

Ye Zhengjun and the commander said in unison: "Xibao, come to grandpa. Grandpa will give you delicious food."

After saying that, the two of them looked at each other. You glared at me and I stared at you, as if asking why you said the same thing as me. Before they could finish expressing what they meant in their eyes, they quickly turned to look at Xibao and towards him. Stretch out your hand.

Xibao let out a cry, looked at Ye Zhengjun, looked at the commander, turned around, threw herself into Lu Jiang's arms, and said loudly: "Dad!"

He called out affectionately several times and kissed Lu Jiang's chin several times. Then, he turned around, pointed at Lu Jiang and said to Ye Zhengjun and the commander: "Dad, dad, my dad!"

The generals sitting around the campfire burst into laughter.

"Smart guy, what a smart guy!"

"You have a wink at such a young age. How can you handle it when you grow up?"

"So smart! Not simple!"