Back to the 60s: The Struggle Career of a Charmed Wife-Chapter 1468: Wishing Comes True 1

After the meal, it was the gentlemen’s turn to clear the table and the dishes.

Zhong Wenxiu felt somewhat embarrassed and wanted to help, but Feng Qingxue pulled her back, "These big men have thick skin and calluses, let them do the dishwashing. We delicate ladies should keep our fine and tender hands away from the water to prevent them from becoming rough."

Although Zhong Wenxiu was practically considered family, she wasn’t married yet and thus a cherished guest, and cherished guests shouldn’t be asked to do chores, right?

At this moment, Feng Qingxue conveniently forgot the fact that she herself started cooking when she first arrived at the Lu Family.

"Mama, you can apply clam oil after washing dishes, so your hands won’t turn rough," Fubao chimed in.

Feng Qingxue glanced at her, "Then go and help your dad and brother, we have enough clam oil at home. Today is your seventh birthday, meaning from tomorrow, you’ll be eight. Kids from other families start doing household chores at this age."

Fubao shook her head vigorously and even used her hands, waving them in front of her, "Mama, I’m so little, and my hands are so tender, how could you bear to let me wash the never-ending pile of dishes every day? No amount of clam oil can compensate for the suffering of my delicate hands. Plus, I’m the birthday girl today, the birthday girl shouldn’t do chores, as it would mean endless toil."

"Having given birth to five of you, washing diapers, clothes, and stinky socks every day, I’m the one who’s truly endured endless toil!" Feng Qingxue unceremoniously tapped Fubao’s forehead, "Every time I ask you to learn chores, you shirk and slack off. How will you manage when you grow up?" freewebnøvel_com

While she doesn’t advocate for all household duties to be imposed on women, one should still know how to do them, at the very least to take care of oneself.

Independence isn’t just about financial independence, but also about independence in daily life.

Therefore, she never coddled the children in this aspect; she taught them what they should learn and often used various rewards to encourage them to learn. Now, even Lu Jiang, who couldn’t cook before marriage, has become a great chef - surely, the children will not be far behind with her genes!

Fubao hugged her arm with a sweet smile, not mentioning that when she was young, she clearly saw Dad, Brother, and Aunt Tian handling the diapers, "Mama, Grandpa and Dad raised me well, I will look after you in your old age, so you won’t have to work hard anymore. And about me, don’t worry Mama, Sister Xiaoyue and Sister Wenxiu are so blessed, my name is Fubao, my fortune in the future will surely be even greater."

Jiang Xiaoyue laughed so hard that tears came out, and said to Zhong Wenxiu beside her, "She’s determined to find a revolutionary comrade who can wash clothes, cook, and clean the house so she won’t have to lift a finger, such a cunning little one, she’s already thinking ahead for herself at such a young age."

Zhong Wenxiu pursed her lips and smiled, "There’s nothing wrong with her thinking that way, both of us are indeed very blessed."

She liked the atmosphere of the Lu Family, where she could feel the head of the household’s tolerance and respect for women everywhere, making it very relaxing. No matter how the young ones joked and chattered, the old man would nod along without criticizing their occasional improper remarks.

"She’s just trying to be lazy," Feng Qingxue said, Xibao was never diligent.

Wang Zhonghua and Xibao helped bring the dishes back to the small cabinet together, and then turned to speak, "Auntie, don’t say that about Huihui, Huihui is a very cute little sister, she can already draw beautiful pictures at such a young age, Grandma says, Huihui’s hands are meant for drawing."

Feng Qingxue handed him a towel to wipe his hands, "She’s been spoiled by all of you."

"It’s a collective effort!" Wang Zhonghua chuckled, and seeing the clam oil passed over by Fubao, he was about to say that a real man doesn’t use clam oil, but when he saw Fubao’s sparkling big eyes, he took a little from the shell and applied it on his hands, then rubbed them together, "Thank you, Huihui, it smells really nice!"

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