Back to the 60s: The Struggle Career of a Charmed Wife
Chapter 128 - 0128 Happy New Year 4_1

Chapter 128: Chapter 0128 Happy New Year 4_1

Beauty is not about being extremely thin, but having a well-proportioned figure.

Now, Feng Qingxue is just so, even a bit extra weight would seem fat, any less would seem thin; she has a standard figure.

However, the adjustment period was too short, her vitality has yet to fully replete. Although she is tenfold, hundredfold better than before, from Feng Qingxue’s perspective her hair is still not black and thick enough, her cheeks lack color.

She must continue to adjust, she must.

Physical health is of utmost importance.

So the next morning when she got up, Feng Qingxue took a box of Iron Element out of her space, drank ten milliliters, then prepared breakfast.

The breakfast on New Year’s Eve is very simple, mixed grain porridge with vegetable turnovers.

The shape of the turnover is a bigger version of a dumpling, different only in that it is steamed and stored in a clay jar, not much different from a bun, it’s served steamed in a pot.

The most important meals of New Year’s Eve are the dumplings at noon and the reunion dinner in the evening.

The dumpling filling was prepared long ago, pork with spring onions, more meat fewer onions, plenty of liquid. There are also a lot of frozen dumplings at home, but Feng Qingxue made some fresh dough, rolled out dumpling wrappers and made fresh dumplings.

There were two full trays of dumplings, but by noon, only two big bowls went into the pot.

Looking at the chubby dumplings bobbing in the soup, after the water boiled, Feng Qingxue added half a ladle of cold water, then let it boil again before adding more cold water.

After adding cold water two or three times and letting it boil again, she scooped out the dumplings.

As her parents had passed away less than three years ago, they didn’t hang couplets or set off firecrackers. Only after the dumplings were out of the pot, Feng Qingxue dropped a corner of a dumpling on the ground with her chopsticks.

This was a local custom, as well as a custom from Feng Qingxue’s hometown in her past life, it’s called an ancestral ceremony.

In this era, one couldn’t openly carry out ancestral ceremonies, so people came up with this method to show their intentions.

However, what Feng Qingyun was most looking forward to was the New Year’s Eve dinner.

Feng Qingxue’s first Spring Festival after transmigration was exceptionally rich.

Under the kerosene lamp, Feng Qingyun looked at the full table of food, then at Feng Qingxue, her eyes squinted with happiness.

No one would visit on New Year’s Eve, so Feng Qingxue didn’t bother to disguise herself.

Eyebrows like distant mountains, eyes like clear autumn water.

Her skin as white as mutton fat, her beauty rivaling spring flowers.

Her clothing was also very proper, wearing a black cashmere shirt inside, a thin cotton jacket covered by a plaid tweed coat, paired with black trousers. Her hair was tied up in a half bun, with the rest draping over her shoulders.

Used to seeing Feng Qingxue’s disguise, suddenly seeing her true face, Feng Qingyun couldn’t help but exclaim, "Sister, you’re beautiful!"

"Our Yunyun is also very pretty."

Feng Qingxue touched her head, "Let’s eat while it’s hot, it’s okay to have leftovers from the New Year’s Eve dinner."

"Why?" Feng Qingyun was puzzled.

"Because having leftovers from the New Year’s Eve dinner means having surplus year after year."

Feng Qingyun immediately picked up her chopsticks, "Sister cooked so much delicious food, we will definitely have surplus year after year."

The meat dishes included braised carp, sweet and sour ribs, old ginger stewed hen, radish stewed mutton, and chili stir-fried bacon, while the vegetarian dishes included vinegar shredded cabbage, hot and sour potato shreds, and garlic stir-fried eggs. Eight dishes filled the table.

Feng Qingyun ate with her mouth full of oil, while Feng Qingxue picked and ate some vegetables, just tasting a bite of each meat dish.

The habits developed from living healthily could not be changed at any time.

New Year’s Eve required staying up late, Feng Qingyun went to bed early, Feng Qingxue did not stay up until midnight, she was sleepy before nine.

After a good night’s sleep, as soon as she opened her eyes, Feng Qingxue heard her sister’s words: "Sister, happy new year!"

"Happy new year!"