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

"Lu, brother, you sure are a lucky man!" Wang Zhengguo couldn’t help remarking during dinner.

Lu’s father grinned proudly, "Thanks to your good luck, brother, that we’re enjoying these harmonious family moments."

Wang Zhengguo glanced at Xibao. The little fellow was sitting in Feng Qingxue’s arms, stretching his chubby hands with great effort towards the bowl of golden pumpkin rice on the table, just in front of Feng Qingxue. His reach always fell short of the bowl, while drool dripped down onto his bib. Overwhelmed by the aroma of the meal, he cried out in urgency, "Ah ah ah!"

"Mama made you fish soup, sweetie. Why don’t you let papa hold you while mama makes you some noodles?"

And so, Xibao, moved to Lu Jiang’s lap, did not resist and obediently opened his big round eyes.

As soon as Feng Qingxue had risen to go to the kitchen, the little one, dressed in a flowery onesie, began to wiggle and squirm. Left and right, wiggling his bottom and kicking his legs, he couldn’t sit still. Lu Jiang held him tightly against his soft belly with his left arm while raising his cup in the other towards his father, Wang Zhengguo, and Elder Xu and his wife. "Uncle, Elder Xu, let’s have a drink. A couple of shots to warm our bodies and invigorate our spirits."

Meanwhile, Xibao kept patting Lu Jiang’s arm, his eyes fixed on the wine cup, hand reaching for it.

"Little Fatty, you want a drink, huh? Alright, here, let’s have a drink together!" Lu Jiang dipped the tip of his chopstick in the wine intending to let his eager son have a taste, but was immediately stopped by the elders.

"Xibao, are you even eight months old yet?" Lu’s father took his grandson in his arms, shooting his son a stern look.

Xibao laid in his grandfather’s arms, giggling happily.