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

Speaking of this matter, Wang Zhenguo had more to say, "Can you compare yourself to your aunt?"

"No comparison!" Guan Yu blurted out. Even someone as powerful as Lu Jiang couldn't compare to Feng Qingxue. Her contribution and popularity in the Wanglou Brigade were much better than others, second only to Xibao. She personally delivered many children in the neighboring villages, and the names of the children were related to her.

After Feng Qingxue left, Dr. Li Li, who took over the Wanglou Brigade health clinic, worked tirelessly for so many years, yet in people's hearts, she couldn't surpass Feng Qingxue.

"So that's settled." Wang Zhenguo softened his expression, "Each household should take the share they are entitled to based on the number of people. Don't go overboard buying a bunch of chicken, duck, fish, and eggs. Rest assured, I've discussed with the production team leaders, every child will have their share. The money will either be deducted from your family's work points or you can pay for it yourselves, this way it won't be conspicuous, and no one will say anything, especially since you all live at home. I know you're used to a good life, and what's distributed to you won't last long, but aren't there your monthly provisions? Plus, you and Tianzhi often go to the city, it wouldn't be noticed if you bring back some good dishes from the state-owned restaurant."

Lu's father had been silent until now, showing a smile, "Ayu, listen to your grand-uncle. Your aunt sent us a lot of New Year's goods, and your uncle's comrade sent cured meat and game, enough for us to celebrate the New Year."

Guan Yu acknowledged with a sound, fully understanding the elders' foresight, and could only sigh at the thought of the old hens and ducks.

Lu's father turned to Wang Zhenguo and said, "Forget the rest, we'll buy an old goose then, to stew a big pot. It's rare in the army compound, and apart from Xibao, the kids probably haven't tasted it."

"Never had it before, is it tasty?" Lu Erxiong asked.

Xibao chuckled, "You'll know if it's good or not once you eat it. Asking us now won't give you any description."

At this, not only Lu Erxiong but the other kids also gulped down a mouthful of saliva.

Seeing this, Wang Zhenguo was overjoyed, thinking of reminding his wife to slaughter the three to four-year-old hen at home, to make room for next year's chicks, and to call the kids over when it's stewed.

Their daughter's in-laws raised chickens, but she didn't, instead raising three big geese, believing she would willingly give one to the Lu Family.

Although Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue hadn't returned over the years, they never missed sending things during the holidays. Every two to three years, they would send clothes or military outfits made for them. Calculating this way, the old couple and Wang Jiao received much more than they ever gave. People are warm-hearted; how could they remain indifferent?

Upon learning that Fubao and her siblings had returned, Wang Jiao, who often stayed in the city, rushed to make it home before dusk. Without needing her father to speak, she immediately called Zhang Yuejin to catch a big goose, tying it with hemp rope, and carried the items from the city to the Lu Family.

Zhou Zhou, who was rolling noodles, couldn't help but smile, "Auntie, the kids aren't home."

Wang Jiao was taken aback, "Where did they go? It's getting dark."

"Xibao took them out with Grandfather Cheng and Grandmother Cheng for a walk, I'm not sure when they'll be back. Probably by dinner time, didn't you see them on your way?"

Wang Jiao shook her head, "No, I came running straight over from home."

Zhou Zhou thought for a moment and said, "Why don't you wait? Have dinner at our place."

"Forget it, I'll head home first. I'll leave the stuff here and come back to see the kids tomorrow."