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

Feeling unsupported, Lu Erxiong expressed regret.

Seeing Li Jiaoyang open the letter, the little guy immediately leaned over, standing on tiptoes, "Uncle, what did Aunt say in the letter? Did she mention sending me any gifts? I'm so curious!" He emphasized his tone intentionally.

Li Jiaoyang immediately covered the opened letter with his hand, slightly turned his body, not letting him see.

"Stingy!" Lu Erxiong muttered, his heels dropping to the ground.

Li Jiaoyang knew Erxiong's personality well and didn't mind. He quickly skimmed through several letters, carefully put each letter back into its envelope, and stuffed them into his pocket, planning to go back and read them a few more times before he said to Lu Erxiong, "Your aunt didn't say what gifts she's sending you in the letter, but she has prepared gifts for you all."

Fubao didn't care about gifts and instead asked when she would return.

Li Jiaoyang showed a faint smile on his face, "Next year, your aunt will be back next year, probably around mid-year."

The major events in the country are known abroad, and Feng Qingyun is also aware of the domestic situation, so she plans to return to the country.

The last time he received a letter from Feng Qingyun was more than a month ago, but the letter was sent mid-year. It stated she would attend a concert in Hong Kong at the end of the year. This time, the letter mentioned the same thing, saying that by the time Adrian had delivered the items to them, she would likely already be in Hong Kong. She also mentioned that she has been singing and acting, earning quite a bit of money, and that the gifts were bought with this money so that the family doesn't need to send her living expenses anymore.

In fact, for a long time, Feng Qingyun has not allowed him to send her living expenses; this was just the fourth reiteration, probably because she received money sent to her again.

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Upon hearing there would be gifts, Lu Erxiong didn't ask further. He was confident that whatever was meant for him would find its way to him, "Then let's go to the club together. I've been talking about it for a whole day and night and still haven't gone!"

Li Jiaoyang was aware of the Lu family's protective nature towards the children. When out and about, unless necessary, they hardly allowed the children out of their sight, even with Xia Shuhuai's bodyguard following, he found it hard to be at ease. Luckily, he had already taken leave today, so he put the suitcase in the children's room and then went with them to the club, waiting for his sister-in-law to return.

As previously arranged, Fubao, Dundun, and Zhuangzhuang read books and newspapers in the reading room, Lu Erxiong pulled Ye Yan to play ball, and Li Jiaoyang had to entrust the bodyguard to watch over the three children reading while he followed Ye Yan and Lu Erxiong, along with Adrian.

The children only knew basic French, far from Li Jiaoyang's proficiency, which made his communication with Adrian smoother.

There were quite a few senior cadres and foreign friends in the club, either walking, swimming, playing ball, reading, or dancing, scattered across different areas of the club.

The sudden appearance of a few children indeed drew some attention.

Despite the frequent talk of breaking class barriers, they cannot erase the classes that have existed since ancient times.

Ye Yan and the Lu family's children grew up in the military and have lived at the Wanglou Brigade for the past two years. They didn't try to squeeze into the upper circle. To the senior cadres currently at the club, they were a new and unfamiliar sight.

"Whose kids are those? Never seen them before. Are they from Old Xia's family?" someone took notice of the bodyguard watching over Fubao and her siblings.

The speaker was a soldier in his fifties wearing an old military coat, with a long, thin face, thick eyebrows, vibrant eyes, dark and chapped skin, a face full of wrinkles, graying temples, exuding a sense of weathered experience.