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

"Wife, you are so kind. I am lucky to marry you!" Lu Jiang grabbed his wife's hand and confessed affectionately.

"Okay, just take a shower and go to sleep. We've been tired for so many days. Tomorrow is their wedding, and we all have to go."

"Oh? The wedding will be held tomorrow? Who will get married first?"

Feng Qingxue smiled and said: "They are all getting married. Commander Chen will officiate at noon tomorrow. The four couples I introduced, as well as the revolutionary comrades arranged by the army, will all hold their weddings tomorrow."

Lu Jiang suddenly realized, "It's a collective wedding!"

"Yes! Take a rest now."

With a wife and a son, no strong winds on the frontier, no hardships of eating in the wind and dew, and feeling peaceful and happy in his heart, Lu Jiang naturally had a good night's sleep. Unwilling to wake up, he was woken up by a strong smell and couldn't breathe.

He tried to open his eyes, and all he could see was Xibao's fat butt.

At this moment, Xibao was sitting on his face.

"No wonder I almost couldn't breathe. No wonder I smelled such a strong smell of urine. Xibao must have wet the diaper on his butt at night." Lu Jiang thought vaguely, but he had a rest today and didn't think about it for the time being. He stretched out his hand directly Pushing Xibao aside, he noticed that his wife was still sleeping soundly, so he closed his eyes and pretended to sleep without opening his mouth to lecture Xibao.

Xibao rolled to the side, rolled over, climbed back, and continued to sit back in his original position, using his father's face as a bench.

This brat!

Lu Jiang was almost furious, so he reached out and poked his fat butt.

"No! Don't!" Xibao was wearing a one-piece cotton pajamas, and his hands and feet were much lighter. He easily waved the hand behind his buttocks away. Then, he let out a long breath, climbed up to Feng Qingxue and patted her. Face, "Mom, Mom!"

Feng Qingxue was woken up by him, but she didn't want to open her eyes.

Anyway, his father is here, Feng Qingxue thought.

Seeing that his mother didn't open her eyes, the little fat man became anxious and continued to pat her. Then he stood up and threw himself on Feng Qingxue with a cry, almost crushing Feng Qingxue to death, "Mom, Mother!"

Feng Qingxue had to open her sleepy eyes, "Xibao, why did you wake up so early? Can you sleep with your mother for a while?"

"Smelly, stinky!" Xibao pointed to his butt, "Pull daddy! Pull daddy! Pull daddy!"

"Did you poop?" Feng Qingxue suddenly turned over and sat up, her mind clearing up.

Lu Jiang was at home, and she put a diaper on Xibao instead of wearing diapers.

Also sitting up with her was Lu Jiang. His face was livid with anger, his hands were trembling, and he pointed at Xibao and yelled: "Lu Xibao, did you just sit on my face and shit?" No wonder he smelled a smell later. Stink!

Feng Qingxue was stunned. It turned out that this kind of thing happened before she woke up!

Sitting on Lu Jiang's face and defecating, the thought of this scene made her feel extremely funny. With a pop, Feng Qingxue couldn't hold it back and laughed unkindly. She leaned back and forth, tears streaming down her face.

Xibao was barefoot and tilted his head, standing on the kang, with his big innocent eyes open, and his two white and tender fists touched each other.

"Mom?" The white and tender toes curled up.

Feng Qingxue had laughed enough and kicked Lu Jiang's leg, "That's your son, what do you have to dislike? Children's urine is treasure, and children's shit is gold! Go and wipe your son's butt. Go out during the day. No more diapers.”

Lu Jiang pointed at Xibao, "You can do it, you can do it, Lu Xibao, just wait for me!"

Resigned to his fate, he got down from the kang, poured water and took a towel, helped the little ancestor wipe his buttocks, and changed into the clothes for going out today.

It's not just about taking off the diaper, it also has to be washed. Once it's clean, it's placed next to the stove to dry.

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