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

It was hot and there was no cover on the door.

After saying hello with her voice, Feng Qingxue walked in directly.

Qi Gang and Chen Ju were stunned for a moment, then immediately stood up, "Comrade Qingxue, why are you here free?"

Facing Qi Gang's question, Feng Qingxue smiled.

"My Xibao got into trouble and scratched little Comrade Qi Xiang's face. When I, the mother, found out, I came here to plead guilty!" She raised a white jade-like wrist, revealing a pocket of twists, and took it with Xibao. The hemp flowers used to give away are the same, but the things that hold the hemp flowers are different. The latter is a cloth bag, but today it is a mesh bag. You can see the golden and crispy hemp flowers in the mesh bag at a glance.

Qi Xiang jumped up immediately when he saw Ma Hua, and Feng Qingxue saw his face clearly.

Qi Xiang is very fat, even fatter than Xibao. He is so fat that his facial features are deformed. His skin is dark, very dark. There is a bloodstain on his fat and dark left cheek. It is a very thin bloodstain. It should be Xibao. The nails were scratched, because Feng Qingxue often trimmed Xibao's nails, so his nails were not sharp, leaving only very shallow marks, which could heal on their own in three or two days.

"Ah, my twist!"

Qi Xiang happily snatched it away, grabbed a marijuana flower with dirty hands and stuffed it into his mouth, "It's delicious!"

Seeing his son eating happily, Qi Gang said sheepishly: "How embarrassing, Comrade Qingxue."

"I don't know how to educate my son. When the child is young, I should bear all the consequences and responsibilities caused by his troubles. Commander Qi, you don't have to feel embarrassed. Look, how delicious the food is for little Comrade Qi Xiang!" Feng Qing Xue's hands were empty, and she was holding the sleeve of her right arm with her left hand. "Also, I have one more thing. Please bear with me, Commander Qi."

"Everything is easy to talk about," Qi Gang said.

"Since Commander Qi said everything is easy to talk about, then it's easy to talk about." Feng Qingxue walked up to Chen Ju who looked lovingly at her son as he devoured the crumbs and dropped them on the floor without feeling vulgar. She stared at the picture in front of her that was not black. With a very young and beautiful face, Feng Qingxue suddenly smiled, "Comrade Chen Ju, our family has exactly the same tradition as yours. Do you want to know what it is?"

"What?" Chen Ju asked casually with her eyes on her son.

"Then the younger one got beaten, the older one will take action right away!" Her hand fell as she said, and Feng Qingxue's slap hit Chen Ju hard on the back of her right hand. Before Chen Ju could react, she slapped her again and again. Three strokes, each time hard and fast.

Qi Gang and Chen Ju were caught off guard. By the time they reacted, Feng Qingxue had already taken three steps back.

"Feng Qingxue, why did you hit me?" Chen Ju held her hands in her hands. The back of her hands swelled and turned purple at a speed visible to the naked eye. The palm prints were very obvious. Her face was deformed in pain and tears came out of her eyes.

Qi Gang also quickly walked to his wife, held her hand and looked at it carefully.

"Comrade Feng Qingxue, you have to give us an explanation!" Qi Gang said in a deep voice with a flash of anger in his eyes.

Feng Qingxue smiled brightly, "Commander Qi, didn't you say that? Everything is easy to talk about. Since it is easy to talk about, why are you angry now? Didn't I learn this from your wife? When children fight, adults come out to support them! Even adults have the nerve to hit a two-year-old child. Why don’t I dare to hit an adult? Even though I wasn’t there at the time, it doesn’t mean I won’t be held accountable now!”

Qi Gang and Chen Ju were so angry that they couldn't speak, while Qi Xiang just sat on the ground eating mahua, without even looking at his mother being beaten.