Back to the 60s: The Struggle Career of a Charmed Wife
Chapter 1047: A Frank Meeting 1

Chapter 1047: Chapter 1047: A Frank Meeting 1

Having left Dawn Commune, there were no passersby on the path; it seemed everyone was busy in the fields, leaving only the couple Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue walking on the dirt road.

The weather was already a bit hot, with the sun shining brightly in the beautiful sky scattered with white clouds.

However, it didn’t have that feeling of being scorched by the blazing summer sun.

After walking for a while, Feng Qingxue could no longer hold back, "Ajiang, don’t you have anything you want to say to me?"

"Say? What would I have to say? No, not at all," Lu Jiang was quite puzzled as he touched the top of his head.

Different from Feng Qingxue, who put on a large straw hat before leaving the house, Lu Jiang didn’t even wear a cap, his skin burned dark under the sun, leaving only his white teeth standing out.

"The words of Shan Zai, and his reasons for making us burn the Mandarin Duck Book," Feng Qingxue said, her eyes fixed on Lu Jiang, meeting his gaze directly, "I don’t believe you find nothing odd about it."

Lu Jiang chuckled, "Why bother with Shan Zai’s words when we can’t tell if they’re true or not?" Anyway, he didn’t believe Xibao was a lucky star.

"If you don’t believe it, why did you resolutely burn the Mandarin Duck Book?" Feng Qingxue wasn’t fooled and knew his real thoughts from the smile on his face, "You’re not Xibao; you can’t pretend you don’t understand anything."

Supporting her by the arm, Lu Jiang said, "It’s not about belief or decisiveness, it’s just that since Shan Zai said the birthdates on the Mandarin Duck Book were not yours, why keep it? Although we’ve already got a marriage certificate and are legally husband and wife, in the old times, the Mandarin Duck Book was the true marriage certificate. I don’t want my birthdate appearing on the Mandarin Duck Book alongside anyone else’s but yours. I remember when I was a child, the elderly would say that if a man and a woman’s birthdates are written in the Mandarin Duck Book, even in the afterlife they would be husband and wife, which shows the book’s true importance. As a child, I witnessed ghost marriages, where two families arranged posthumous marriages for their deceased single children; setting aside the ceremony, the most crucial act was to write the pair’s birthdates on the Mandarin Duck Book."

Moved, Feng Qingxue asked, "Did you never think of anything else?"

"Think of what? What’s there to think about? You are you, and you being by my side is enough," Lu Jiang said earnestly, "All I know is that you are our lucky star, not Xibao."

The wife he married was, from the beginning to the end, the woman before him, without a doubt.

Feng Qingxue leaned toward his shoulder, but the brim of her oversized hat was sharp and poked his face.

Upon his cry of pain, Feng Qingxue quickly moved away from his shoulder, and looking up, she saw a red mark left by the brim on his face; it was almost invisible against his dark skin unless looked at closely.

"Oh dear, sorry Ajiang, does it hurt? Let me blow on it!"

"It hurts!" Lu Jiang didn’t hesitate.

Feng Qingxue tiptoed to blow gently on his face, stopping only when she saw a look of enjoyment appear on his face and then, annoyed, she smacked his arm, "You are such a..."

"Your breath is as refreshing as orchids!" said Lu Jiang with a smile, somewhat regretful that his wife had stopped.

Arm in arm with him, Feng Qingxue spoke as they walked, "Ajiang, have you ever heard of someone’s soul borrowing another’s body to return from death?"

A shiver ran through Lu Jiang, "It’s a common tale in books of gods and demons, but I’ve never heard of it in reality."

"Would you be scared if you encountered it in reality?" Feng Qingxue felt some trepidation, uncertain whether coming clean to Lu Jiang was right or wrong, but she knew Lu Jiang had become suspicious because of Shan Zai’s words, and if left unspoken, it could become a lifelong barrier between them.