Back to the 60s: The Struggle Career of a Charmed Wife
Chapter 1049: A Frank Meeting 3

Chapter 1049: Chapter 1049: A Frank Meeting 3

Feng Qingxue pursed her lips into a smile, "A family that accumulates good deeds is sure to be blessed, just like our Lu Family. Such family teachings reveal the character of the descendants. But shouldn’t my business be related to our Feng Family? After all, in my last life, I didn’t even know you existed."

"Feng? Your surname is Feng?" Lu Jiang didn’t pay attention to anything else but caught onto that detail.

"Yes, my surname is Feng, and my name is indeed Feng Qingxue. Perhaps there really is such a thing as fate," Feng Qingxue said, full of emotion. "When I suddenly received that heaven-sent space, I thought the apocalypse was coming. I sold off my family’s assets and bought a lot of supplies to store in the space. After coming here, I’m so grateful for my impulsive behavior back then. If I only had an empty space, in these times of scarcity, my sister and I would have had nothing to eat, not to mention saving anyone else."

Saving people was to accumulate merit.

Because Feng Qingxue had always believed that God wouldn’t have given her that space for no reason, wouldn’t have let her travel back more than half a century for no reason, to meet all sorts of people.

"What do you mean by ’the apocalypse is coming’?" Lu Jiang asked curiously.

Feng Qingxue explained in detail.

Lu Jiang scratched his head, "The people from your era must have had too much time on their hands. Although it’s said that hardship breeds strength and ease brings weakness, it’s better to change the present environment than to wait for the apocalypse to come, to make a change from the root."

"What could a small person like me change? Luckily, the apocalypse didn’t come. From the time I was young, I heard people predict doom for the new millennium, I heard about the 2012 apocalypse. When 2012 came around, I was twenty-two and had prepared to welcome it. I stocked up on a lot of food and filled my house to the brim. In the end, when I opened my eyes, it was still a beautiful day, right up to 2018, when I received the space," Feng Qingxue said.

Feng Qingxue found her past self laughable, as if she had been possessed, but still, that saying held true—she was extremely grateful that under the consciousness of impending doom, she made that crazy shopping decision.

Lu Jiang no longer cared about the doomsday theories; instead, he thought about himself. "You don’t know me? Does that mean I accomplished nothing in my life?"

The smile on Feng Qingxue’s face instantly faded, and she shook her head.

"No, you were amazing, a hero, a true towering figure!" she said sentimentally, recalling Lu Jiang’s fate in her previous life. "It’s just that you were gone by the time I grew up, so I didn’t know you. For our generation, heroes like you only existed in books, only in history."

After her sigh, Feng Qingxue didn’t hear Lu Jiang’s response and couldn’t help but ask, "Why aren’t you saying anything?"

Lu Jiang swallowed hard and held his hands straight out, "I’ve got nothing to ask anymore, nothing to say. Let’s skip the past, don’t talk about the last life, let’s focus on the here and now, just the here and now!"

He was always repeating himself, and with that thought, Feng Qingxue’s eyes curved into a smile.

"You’re afraid to ask about your marriage, aren’t you? Look at you, trying to hide from my piercing eyes with that innocent face."

"I am not asking, no questions from me, don’t you say anything, and even if you do, I won’t listen!" A thirty-five-year-old man was childishly covering his own ears, pressing them tightly.

Feng Qingxue chuckled softly, "What are you afraid of, you old bachelor? Are you afraid I’ll get mad?"

"Old bachelor?" That meant he hadn’t married in his previous life? His wife had only ever been this woman in front of him? Lu Jiang immediately dropped his hands, "Don’t tease me, okay!"