Chapter 1045: Being Frank 1

After leaving Shuguang Commune, no one passed by, probably everyone was busy working in the fields. Only Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue were walking on the dirt road.

The weather is already a little hot, the sun is shining brightly, and the blue sky and white clouds are very beautiful.

However, there is no feeling of being exposed to the sun in the hot summer.

Feng Qingxue walked for a while, and finally couldn't help it, "Ah Jiang, don't you have anything to say to me?"

"Words? What words? No words." Lu Jiang was quite puzzled and touched his head.

Unlike Feng Qingxue who wore a big straw hat when going out, Lu Jiang didn't even wear a military cap. His skin was tanned, and only his big white teeth were noticeable.

"What Blind Shan said, and his intention of asking us to burn the Mandarin Duck Book." Feng Qingxue said, looking at Lu Jiang, meeting his gaze, "I don't believe you don't find it strange at all."

Feng Qingxue listened and leaned towards his shoulder, but the straw hat was too big and the sharp brim pricked his face.

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"What are you thinking about? What's there to think about? You are you, and it's enough for you to be by my side." Lu Jiang's attitude was very serious. "I only know that you are our lucky star, not Xi Bao."

Lu Jiang smiled and said, "We don't know whether what Blind Shan said is true or not, so why should we believe him?" Anyway, he didn't believe that Xi Bao was a lucky star.

"Oh, I'm sorry Jiang, does it hurt? Let me blow it for you!"

The wife he married was the woman in front of him from beginning to end, there is no doubt about it.

"It hurts!" Lu Jiang said without hesitation.

Feng Qingxue was touched, "Have you ever thought about anything?"

Hearing his cry, Feng Qingxue quickly left his shoulder and looked up to see a red mark left by the brim of his hat on his face. Because of his dark skin, it was almost invisible without careful observation.

Lu Jiang held her arm, "It's not a matter of belief or determination. I just feel that since Blind Shan said that the date of birth in the Mandarin Duck Book is not yours, why not burn it and keep it? Although we have obtained a marriage certificate and are already legally married, in the old days, the Mandarin Duck Book was the real marriage book. I don't want anyone else's date of birth to appear in the Mandarin Duck Book except you. When I was a child, I heard from the elderly that if the date of birth of a man and a woman is written in the Mandarin Duck Book, they will be husband and wife in the underworld in the future, which shows that the Mandarin Duck Book is really important. I remember when I was a child, I saw ghost marriages. Two families arranged ghost marriages for unmarried men and women who died. Putting aside the wedding scene, the most important thing is to write the birth dates of both people in the Mandarin Duck Book."

"If you don't believe it, then why did you resolutely burn the mandarin duck book?" Feng Qingxue was not fooled. Seeing the smile on his face, she knew his true thoughts. "You are not Xi Bao, so don't pretend that you don't know anything."

Feng Qingxue stood on tiptoe and blew air into his face until she saw an expression of enjoyment on his face. Then she stopped angrily and patted his arm, "You..."

"The breath is as sweet as orchid!" Lu Jiang said with a smile, feeling a little regretful that his wife didn't continue.

Feng Qingxue took his arm and said as they walked: "Ah Jiang, have you ever heard of reincarnation?"

Lu Jiang's heart was shocked. "It's often recorded in novels about gods and ghosts, but I've never heard of it in real life."

"If you meet him in real life, will you be scared?" Feng Qingxue was a little nervous. She didn't know whether it was right or wrong for her to confess to Lu Jiang, but she knew that Lu Jiang already had doubts because of what Shan Xiazi said. If she didn't say it, it would become a barrier between them for the rest of their lives.

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(End of this chapter)