Back to the 60s: The Struggle Career of a Charmed Wife-Chapter 64 - 00 Formal Blind Date 4_1

Chapter 64: Chapter 0064: Formal Blind Date 4_1

Chapter 64 -0064: Formal Blind Date 4_1

The visitor was my young aunt, not my elder aunt-in-law. Feng Qingxue didn’t find this strange at all.

Recently, there had been much interaction with my uncle and aunt’s family. She knew very well that her elder aunt-in-law didn’t agree with her marriage to Lu Jiang from the beginning. She thought the Lu Family had a poor background and that no matter how capable Lu Jiang was, he couldn’t shake off his familial origin.

Many people, like Miao Fengqin, held the same view. Feng Qingxue never considered changing their minds.

The span of this era was too long, so long that it drove many people to despair, and it seemed safer to go with the flow.

My Aunt Wang was also wary of the Lu family’s background, but she believed her elder brother wouldn’t harm her niece. Moreover, she was always grateful for the help the Lu family gave her own family when she was a child. She couldn’t return kindness with enmity just because times had changed.

When she was a child, she used to visit the Lu family, and the family matriarch gave her two gold coins. When she got married, the old lady also added to her dowry.

Her name was Fengqiao, a name given to her by the matriarch of the Lu family.

This kindness was something Aunt Wang always remembered.

Therefore, like Wang Zhengguo, she sincerely hoped that the Lu family could live well.

Feng Qingxue frowned, “So soon? Didn’t Lu Jiang just come back yesterday? I haven’t even taken the time to dress up yet.” At least take a bath, wash and dry her hair, and change into decent clothes, right?

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Aunt Wang looked at her niece from top to bottom, “You’re already great as you are, reflective of a farmer, no need for any further dressing up.”

In these times, dressing up too extravagantly would simply invite gossip, wouldn’t it?

Feng Qingxue had a good foundation, even without meticulous dressing, she was enough to dazzle Lu Jiang.

Yesterday was rather dark, but now the weather was clear and the light was bright.

Feng Qingxue entered the room with the light behind her. In Lu Jiang’s eyes, it was as if he was seeing a fairy stepping lightly towards him.

The thick and simple winter clothes couldn’t hide her graceful figure, nor mask her elegant demeanor.

When Feng Qingxue stepped into the house, she took off her large scarf, revealing her vibrant face completely. After more than a month of careful skincare, her complexion bloomed like the first flowers of spring, her skin delicate and fairer than most.

Even though she didn’t find herself perfect, others saw her as outstanding.

Her brows stretched like distant mountains, and her eyes were reminiscent of autumn waters.

Her nose was as delicate as goose fat, and her cheeks were as peachy as new lychees.

Lu Jiang felt a turbulence in his heart, with countless beautiful phrases flashing in his mind.

The meeting place was at Wang Zhengguo’s house. After all, during this cold winter, no one would meet for a blind date outdoors. Therefore, when Aunt Wang and Sister Qingxue arrived, Lu Jiang and his father had been waiting in the main room of Wang Zhengguo’s house for quite some time.

Father Lu was in his usual attire, while Lu Jiang was dressed exceptionally dashing.

Compared to when he had just gotten off the train, the current Lu Jiang, free from the dust of the journey, was even more handsome.

His uniform was neatly pressed, his shoes glistening, and his body was immaculate.

With vivacious eyebrows and bright eyes, he was tall and leggy, exuding an aura of righteousness.

What caught the eye the most was a large number of military medals on his chest, they were extremely dazzling.

Looking at these medals, Miao Fengqin’s face finally eased a bit. Regardless of family background, the common folk always held respect for soldiers who defended their country and homes.

Wang Jiao, who didn’t want to marry Lu Jiang, had taken her food and gone to live at her grandmother’s place. Even though the bride was now Feng Qingxue, she hadn’t returned.

Wang Zhengguo coughed to interrupt the young people’s scrutiny of each other, “Qingxue, Lu Jiang, you two met yesterday, so I won’t introduce you again. You two sit in the room and talk. We old folks have some things to discuss.”

Giving Father Lu a signal, they filed out one after another. Aunt Wang did not forget to take Feng Qingyun with her.