Back to the 60s: The Struggle Career of a Charmed Wife-Chapter 1701 All Are Acquaintances 1

People often say grandparents are closer to grandchildren than parents, compared to Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue, Cheng Baoguo and his wife spoil the children too much, almost granting every request.

If Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue weren’t keeping an eye on things daily, there might really be one or two spoiled brats at home.

Lu Jiang said irritably, "They’re really carefree, leaving just like that."

He hadn’t seen his wife for half a year, and was full of longing, wasn’t he? He wished he could fly to her side, if only just for a moment.

Feng Qingxue comforted him a bit, "Your call came just in time. I just returned from the sea this morning. If you’d called a day earlier, I probably wouldn’t have been able to take your call, and if they set off two days earlier, they’d likely have been wasted efforts when they got here."

"I called you yesterday, and the person who answered said you were at sea!" Lu Jiang suddenly said. Today was the fourth day since the children left the Capital by plane, "I told the lady who answered the phone to have you call me immediately when you got back, didn’t she tell you? I waited for half a day without getting a call from you, so I dialed the number on a hunch."

Feng Qingxue frowned, "No, she didn’t tell me. I’ve been back for two hours already."

For so long without telling her, did Sister Tao forget?

Looking at the middle-aged woman sitting in the reception room, fanning herself and mending clothes, Feng Qingxue lost the desire for further inquiry, as she still relied on this phone to contact Lu Jiang in the future.

"It’s not too late to know now. I’ll go have a look and see if they’ve arrived."

Hanging up the phone, she returned to her room to find a large straw hat, picked up her big bamboo basket and net bag, didn’t forget to take the large palm fan, locked the door, then rushed to the base entrance to ask the soldiers responsible for guard duty, registration, and inspection if anyone had come looking for her.

Feng Qingxue had been there for half a year and had already made a name for herself.

Although she spent most of her time at sea and used the remaining time to train medical personnel, in emergencies, when the hospital was short-staffed, these seconded doctors would all be invited into the operating room to serve as chief surgeons. She had performed twenty-six surgeries in six months, with successful outcomes in twenty-five, including six major surgeries.

In addition, since she always left from the base entrance every time she went to sea, everyone recognized her.

When Feng Qingxue heard that no one had come looking for her, she suppressed a trace of impatience, showed them photos of her family to prevent the elderly or children from being turned away, "I’m going to the grocery store to buy some supplies. If I miss your call, please find someone to guide them to where I live."

"Yes, rest assured, we will certainly not neglect your family."

Feng Qingxue was late, and the weather was hot, so she couldn’t get any pork.

Not just the grocery store, but every service center in the entire camp knew that Feng Qingxue had a revolutionary partner who was a brigade commander. Master Li, who sold meat, said, "Dr. Feng, I’ll save you a cut of first-grade meat tomorrow, how many pounds do you need?"

Fanning herself, Feng Qingxue couldn’t stop the sweat from dripping down her face, "I’ve saved up two pounds of meat tickets, please save me one pound of first-grade meat, one pound of lean meat from a fat pig, and also please leave me two pig ears, I’ll come early to pick them up."

The lean meat from a fat pig is more delicious, the lean meat from a thin pig is very dry.

She had gained experience in this by now.

Having arranged for the needed pork tomorrow, she turned to buy fish, ordered a chicken, and bought a lot of dried goods and fresh fruits and vegetables, filling the basket and net bag to the brim, carrying some live fish that were still flapping.

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