Back to the 60s: The Struggle Career of a Charmed Wife-Chapter 1739: I Have a Son 4

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.

The Lu Family’s development would only get better, and as the old ones were gradually rehabilitated, the benefits brought would be immense.

Lu Father smiled gently, "Who else would teach my grandson if not me? Of course, your teachers also put in a lot of effort. Xibao has much to learn, and this time he brought a big pile of assignments they set for him. Make sure to help him catch up in your spare time."

Feng Qingxue nodded emphatically, "I’ll prepare some good things to send back home. Please eat more, you two and the teachers."

These old folks are national treasures and must be well taken care of.

People’s hearts are made of flesh. If prior kindness was mixed with a bit of self-interest, by now, after spending so much time together, the sentiments have long surpassed everything. No matter how many benefits may be gained in the future, none can compare to the joy of having a son reaching maturity.

That evening, back at Lu Jiang’s place, Feng Qingxue eagerly shared their son’s excellence with him.

Lu Jiang felt immensely proud, "This boy is just like me."

Feng Qingxue laughed at him for boasting, wondering how he could praise himself like that. When spoken, Lu Jiang confidently replied, "Like father, like son. How is it self-praising? Of course, there’s also the saying ’Surpassing one’s teacher’."

This clearly showed his satisfaction with Xibao.

Feng Qingxue was overjoyed; after all, don’t all parents hope for their children to succeed?

The couple basked in pride for a while. Suddenly, Lu Jiang said, "There’s a dance in a few days, come with me."

Upon hearing this, Feng Qingxue’s eyes lit up.

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