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

Upon arriving at Uncle Feng’s house, Feng Aihua expressed his gratitude first, then unloaded the bamboo basket and pushed his bike away.

"Aihua, what’s the rush? The day for the wedding procession isn’t here yet, where are you going with the bicycle?" Ma Haiyan teased.

Feng Aihua looked back at her, "I just fetched a bucket of water, I need to clean the bike."

Speaking with heartfelt sadness, he said: "Xiaoxue, you don’t take care of your stuff at all. Look how dirty your bike is, how can people even look at it? You’ve only been married for a short while and yet the bike is already this dirty? It’s covered in dust and mud, it’s really..."

Ma Haiyan and Feng Qingxue, the sisters-in-law, burst into laughter at once. Feng Qingyun blinked his large eyes and said: "Big brother, you absolutely must have Auntie or Elder Sister make you a cotton pad to strap onto the back seat. Otherwise, when you go to pick up your bride, she will surely have a sore bottom from the bouncing! This is my hard-earned experience!"

Feng Aihua chuckled and scolded: "You little rascal, you sure talk a lot!"

"Whether I talk a lot or not doesn’t matter. What’s important is you heed my words, it’s all for the best." Feng Qingxue patted the bamboo basket on the ground, "I brought Ajiang’s old uniform and leather shoes, aren’t you going to take a look?"

Feng Aihua didn’t stop his work on the bike, his voice came drifting over, "Bring them into the house first. I’ll look at them later."

He had already tried them on anyway, so it didn’t matter whether he looked or not. The bicycle was more important, he had to clean it thoroughly.