Back to the 60s: The Struggle Career of a Charmed Wife-Chapter 54 - 00 Main Male Character Appears 6_1
Chapter 54: Chapter 0054 Main Male Character Appears 6_1
Chapter 54 -0054 Main Male Character Appears 6_1
These days, due to her good meals, she was strong. Her opponents on the other hand were weak from conserving food. They were all knocked to the ground.
“If you dare to threaten Qingxue and me again, the outcome won’t be as smooth as today. If Qingxue and I can’t get by, I won’t mind killing to scrape along! I, Feng Qingxue, always keep my word!”
Feng Qingxue was not joking.
Leaders from the brigade office wouldn’t intervene in these domestic disputes, and Feng Shuanzhu didn’t either.
Out of fear of the murderous intent on Feng Qingxue’s face, the couples Feng Qinglei and Feng Qingyu left embarrassedly.
Seeing the ruckus was over, most of the others also left, with only four or five young women staying behind to help tidy up.
Of course, the most important thing was to gossip.
When they were idle from farming, these people enjoyed exchanging stories about each other’s households.
“Qingxue, you are really brave! Holding an axe to your sister-in-law’s neck, aren’t you afraid of their revenge?”
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The speaker was Feng Qingxue’s younger cousin, Hongling.
Two years older than Feng Qingxue, Hongling had married Guo Guangcheng of their brigade last year. Her skinny body now carried a significantly large belly, causing shock to those who saw her. Yet, her eyes and face revealed her curiosity.
While putting down the axe and Qingyun, Feng Qingxue declared indifferently, “What is there to be afraid of?”
What is meant by “preying on the weak but fearing the strong” and “bullying the good but fearing the wicked”? Most people, like Zhao Guihua and Li Guohong, were like that.
Also, there’s another saying that goes, “the soft fear the hard, the hard fear the fierce, the fierce fear those who don’t fear death”. Currently, in her in-laws’ eyes, she was the one who didn’t fear death.
Having given up on life, what else was there to fear?
Hearing Feng Qingxue’s statement, Hongling felt a deep admiration. She quickly changed the subject, “Where did you get the axe?”
This question was on everyone’s mind there.
A few years back during the mass steel-making campaign, every household’s iron utensils were collected, including pans, kitchen knives, and farming tools. Many trees were cut down to fuel the fires, yet the result was far from satisfying.
At that time, everyone was eating in communal canteens, paying little notice. But now, those utensils weren’t distributed back when the canteens were dismantled, forcing everyone to figure out ways to cook. Thus, the majority of households were without iron utensils.
Families like Feng Qingxue’s, using earthen jars as pots, were not unique. Almost every family in Caohu Brigade was doing the same.
These jars may serve as a pot, but boiling water or cooking was all time-consuming and did not work well. Not to mention, it also required a lot of firewood.
So, Feng Qingxue’s axe was an eye-catcher.
Regardless, an axe is an iron tool!
Feng Qingxue understood their surprise and answered casually, “My uncle brought it for us on his last visit. He said that we sisters needed something to defend ourselves from being bullied.”
She would need to ask Wang Zhengguo to cover for her next time they met.
Hearing that it was a gift from Wang Zhengguo, everyone fell silent.
Everyone knew about the well-off living conditions of Wanglou Brigade. They survived the famine thanks to large-scale cultivation of staple foods like sweet potatoes, potatoes, and corn. As both the team leader and Party Secretary, Wang Zhengguo certainly had the connections to get these things.
Wang Zhengguo’s abilities were known to all surrounding brigades.
“Having a good uncle is so great.” Hongling said enviously.
“Yeah, Qingxue, your uncle is so capable! Ask him to get you an iron pot, it’s way more practical than an axe.”
Hearing the anonymous comment from the crowd, Feng Qingxue smiled faintly, “Having a mere axe already makes us a target. If we had an iron pot, wouldn’t we have to keep anticipating a thief every day?”
Everyone fell silent.
