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

Speaking of this, Xibao sighed and whispered, "If we can change the current collective farming model to allot land to households, I think grain production could double again. After paying the state, the leftover grain is yours. Who wouldn’t want to work harder and take better care of the crops? Collective farming only wears down morale. If restrictions were relaxed and people were allowed to raise chickens, ducks, geese, sheep, and pigs, it would promote the development of secondary products. Farmers would have income, could supplement their nutrition, and urban residents wouldn’t need rationed supplies."

Feng Qingxue looked her son up and down, "Are these your ideas or did someone else tell you this?"

"Of course, these are my own ideas, derived from observing the current situation. Don’t worry, Mom, I’ve only told Grandpa, not outsiders." Though young, Xibao understood the stakes. Even when confiding in his mother, he chose to do so outside, at a time like now, rather than at the Jiang Family’s house, fearing that walls might have ears and the news would spread.

Outdoors was different, with more open space, few passersby, and nobody eavesdropping on their private conversation. If someone approached, they could immediately interrupt their mother-son discussion.

Feng Qingxue was quite amazed; without realizing it, her son had grown to such an extent.

His intelligence, insight, and thoughts far exceeded this era’s norm. Of course, this was due to the old folks around him. It was their guidance that shaped the Xibao of today.

In a time of particular constraints, some go with the flow and follow the rules, while others discern the pros and cons, not blindly agreeing.

Xibao is the latter; he saw the shortcomings of the planned economy and had new ideas, though not accepted in this era. Feng Qingxue could only remind him to keep it in his heart, awaiting the right opportunity.

"Dad, you’ve taught Xibao so well!" At the Jiang Family, Feng Qingxue’s first words upon seeing Lu Father were these.

Previously, she worried that Xibao spent most of his time in his hometown, with relatively short stays at the army compound and few intimate friends. Would he lack connections in the future? After all, the bonds among the compound kids are cultivated from a young age, quite pure, and more likely to be remembered for life. Erxiong had a large group of good brothers.

Now she wasn’t worried. When one is strong themselves, connections become secondary.