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

Xibao had already neatly climbed onto the kang along Shang Kun's legs, reached out to grab the toffee on the plate, and grabbed it with both hands. However, his fat hand was smaller and he could only grab two or three in one hand. Dropped in hand.

"Sugar, mine, mine!" he said to Shang Kun.

Yang Fengying pursed her lips and smiled, and Shang Kun said: "Yes, it's Xibao's candy, no one will compete with you."

"Yeah!" Xibao nodded his little head and sat down next to the kang table. Like a little meat dumpling, he grabbed a toffee and handed it to Yang Fengying. He squeaked for a while, "Mine, mine!"

Feng Qingxue had already gone out. Yang Fengying didn't understand what he meant and asked, "Is it for me?"

Xibao grabbed the candy in her hand and said angrily: "Mine!"

Shang Kun has been in contact with Xibao a lot, and as smart as he is, he quickly understood what Xibao meant, "Xibao, do you want us to help you peel off the candy wrappers?"

Xibao's eyes lit up, "Yeah!"

Shang Kun peeled off the candy wrapper for him. He immediately grabbed the toffee and stuffed it into his mouth. His big eyes instantly narrowed into crescent moons.

As soon as Jing Xibao interrupted, the atmosphere between the two became less tense.

Shang Kun took the lead in telling Yang Fengying his age, hobbies, salary allowances, and parents in his hometown. "My identity has destined me to have only a country and no home in my life. Before that, both my parents died, and I have My brother, who is ten years older than me, has already started a family and is working as a farmer in his hometown. I occasionally send them some wages and food stamps to supplement their living expenses. If Comrade Yang Fengying thinks I am suitable, most of my salary will be taken from now on. It’s up to you to take charge.”

Handing over wages, according to Lu Jiang, best reflects a man's ability to support his family and makes his revolutionary partner feel more secure.

Yang Fengying also told Shang Kun her details, "I am also a soldier, although I am just an art soldier. I have my own salary, which is enough for my living expenses. I don't need you to support your family alone. I have been traveling in the army for a long time. I have seen all kinds of soldiers. I understand the importance of the word soldier. I respect your responsibilities and hope you can respect my work. I told Comrade Qingxue that I cannot be a good partner because there are many border guards. Soldiers need us to use singing and dancing to heal their post-war psychological trauma. Unless the country no longer needs it, I will always stay in the art troupe to do my little part."

Shang Kun raised his thumb, and there was no need to say anything else.

Anyway, Feng Qingxue had only been outside for ten minutes. Shang Kun came out and said with a smile: "Sister-in-law, for asking you to worry about it, I will go back and report to the army. If it is approved, we will get married immediately."

Feng Qingxue was stunned: "So fast? Are you sure?"

After just meeting and talking for more than ten minutes, the two of them were sure that the other person was their significant other?

Oh, now we can’t say it’s the other half. Even the title husband is rare. It has to be called a revolutionary partner, love has to be called a revolutionary feeling, and marriage has to be called a revolutionary family.

"Confirmed." Shang Kun said. It is estimated that no one is more suitable for him than Yang Fengying.

Their thoughts, their work, and their family plans are all in perfect harmony. Missing the person in front of him, Shang Kun is worried that he will never meet a lesbian who can match Yang Fengying's intelligence and intelligence in his life.

To strike first is to be strong, but to strike later is to suffer disaster.

Once you decide, of course you have to take action to avoid long nights and endless dreams.