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

Feng Qingxue saw that the woman was disheveled and filthy, with bones like sticks, looking older than herself by appearance, but she knew she took better care of herself, and many who looked about the same age were actually younger than she was, so she couldn’t quite determine the woman’s age, just felt pity for her. She rummaged through her handbag, took out a canning jar, and poured some water from her military canteen to give to her.

The limping woman was choking badly and, seeing the water, thanked her, took it, and drained it in one gulp.

"Thank you, thank you!" The limping woman returned the canning jar to Feng Qingxue, stuffing the last piece of coarse cornbread into her mouth, she was immensely grateful to Qingxue, "Thank you, elder sister."

Feng Qingxue squatted beside her, "What’s your name? Why are you out begging? Does nobody take care of you?"

In the countryside, it was somewhat easier to beg to get by, with nobody to intervene, while in the city, it was relatively stricter. Begging was seen to tarnish the nation’s image, and adults found begging were usually sent back to their hometowns after their background was checked.

A flash of fear crossed the limping woman’s eyes, "I escaped, escaping means I can live, going back means certain death."

"What happened?" Feng Qingxue and the middle-aged woman asked in unison.