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

Kou Yong couldn't help but smile a little, "My daughter is so well-behaved, she's twelve this year, a twin with my second son, and she's as tall as I am, 1.5 meters, not fat, not thin."

Because everyone was generally malnourished, short people were everywhere, so a twelve-year-old girl reaching 1.5 meters was indeed rare.

"My daughter is fourteen this year and already 1.62 meters," Lu Jiang said, dampening his pride a bit. After all, Kou Yong himself was only 1.67 meters tall. "My daughter has loved beauty since she was young, and everyone dotes on her. She gets new clothes all year round, many from abroad, like dresses and coats. If you don't mind, I'll have her mom pick out some good ones and send them over. If you do mind, just pretend I didn't say anything, and I'll send only new ones."

Hearing this, Kou Yong immediately replied, "Why would I mind? Who hasn't worn someone else's old clothes? Even getting a patched-up garment from someone else is a favor, let alone foreign clothes."

Although Beidahuang has developed, the place where he lives has always been quite harsh. His wife and children are very lacking in food, clothing, housing, and transportation. New for three years, old for three years, patched up for another three years is almost the norm. Otherwise, his niece wouldn't be so arrogant in front of his own daughter.

Lu Jiang smiled and said, "It's good you don't mind, I'll send them over to you as soon as possible."

Kou Yong thanked him repeatedly.

After hanging up the phone, Lu Jiang told his wife everything in detail.

Feng Qingxue snorted, "Even if they come to me, I won't return it! I took what I deserved, and in that situation, I didn't take advantage of anyone. Even if I don't want those gold and jewelry, I can exchange them for money to help those who need it, like old man Hong, a war veteran, or kids who can't afford to study. I won't just let them confidently demand the return of what they think is theirs. The stuff is with me, and now they think they can take it back or redeem them with money, but are they willing to give me back my life?"

The Xu family's eldest son's family didn't have grain exchanged for gold and jewels; even if they hadn't starved to death, they would have been stripped bare. Didn't they frequently contact the two old Xu's during tough times and later just stopped?

Lu Jiang hurriedly said, "I'm of the same mind as you, but I just wanted to tell you." New ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄhapters are published on novel·fire.net

Feng Qingxue acknowledged with a hum and immediately took him to the reception room, whispering, "Your words reminded me. Times have changed, things have improved, and transactions that were once happily agreed upon might lead to regret. I need to be cautious. After all, the initial transactions violated national regulations, and someone might question the source of the materials."

Lu Jiang thought carefully, "Don't worry. Apart from Aunt Xu and Gold Old Seven, very few people know about your dealings with grain and materials on the black market. Didn't you say you often disguised yourself? And they are the least likely to betray us. If they leak information, then we simply misjudged them and learned a lesson."

Feng Qingxue couldn't help but say, "No wonder they say the most unpredictable thing is a person's heart. With the passage of time, very few can stick to their original intentions without regret. Now that you're in a higher position, you need to be more cautious and prudent, and we cannot leave any handle for gossip."

Lu Jiang also sighed and comforted her, "We need to have faith in Uncle Xu and Aunt Xu. Over ten years of friendship won't change just because of their son's appearance. You must trust your father's judgment in people."

Feng Qingxue frowned slightly, "It's not that I don't trust them; it's that I find the Xu family's eldest son too bothersome, making the two old Xu's face this kind of thing in their old age."