Chapter 1611: Abandoned Baby in Front of Carriage 3

As soon as Feng Qingxue finished speaking, Director Liu naturally agreed, invited the couple to sit in the upper seats, and personally brought wedding candies and tea to the table. Originally, he was the host of the wedding, and he wanted to invite Lu Jiang to preside over it.

It would be such a glorious event if the army commander presided over the wedding and the news got out.

After all, Han Ping had followed Lu Jiang for several years, and it was Lu Jiang who saved his life, so Lu Jiang agreed without any hesitation.

The original purpose was to support Han Ping, and hosting the wedding could be considered a way of doing so.

As for how to host a wedding, even if you haven’t eaten pork, have you ever seen a pig run?

Lu Jiang was a very smart man and had already deeply imprinted the scene of the collective wedding held in the army in his mind.

The Liu and Han families were both very happy, their faces immediately flushed with joy. Han Ping and Liu Yan were also flattered.

Han Ping and Liu Yan sent them to the door. Liu Ran, who had gone out to drive ahead, suddenly came over with a grim look on his face, holding a basket covered with a small torn quilt.

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Feng Qingxue saw at a glance that there was a baby in the basket. Although the baby was wrapped in a torn swaddling cloth and covered with a small torn quilt, the swaddling cloth and the quilt were not thick. In addition, Wucheng was extremely cold, and the little guy's face turned purple due to the cold. He was dying and his cries were almost inaudible.

"What happened?" Lu Jiang asked in a deep voice.

Feng Qingxue just watched her husband preside over a standard wedding ceremony. Compared to the collective wedding of the border defense forces more than ten years ago, today's bride and groom were just one pair, and they had a red book in their hands when they took the oath, but the content of the oath was no different.

Liu Ran handed the basket to him and Feng Qingxue, and lifted a corner of the torn quilt. "Look."

Looking around, I saw that more than a dozen of the guests were wearing half-new military uniforms. Of course, they were not the standard uniforms issued by the army, but were made by themselves using army green fabric they bought.

Military uniforms are the most fashionable clothing of this era, no doubt about it.

Han Ping and Liu Yan were both wearing military uniforms, and at first glance they looked like a couple of soldiers.

In addition to the bride and groom, more and more people came to toast Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue, and even cadres from several government agencies near the police station came to hear the news, so Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue quickly left early in the name of work.

There were not many people, only about thirty or forty in total, and three or four tables were set up. The food was quite good, with the staple foods being white flour buns and rice. Each table had eight dishes, mostly stews, half meat and half vegetarian. The biggest dish was pork, cabbage and vermicelli stewed in a big pot. There was also a bottle of Fenjiu and a bottle of Maotai on Lu Jiang's table, which showed that Han Ping had done his best to prepare for his wedding.

"Where did it come from?" Feng Qingxue frowned.

Some of them were wearing the uniform of the police station, and their identities were clearly visible.

Liu Ran replied, "I found it in front of our car. I didn't see anyone there, so I don't know who put it there. I walked from behind the car, opened the driver's door, and got in to start the car. If I hadn't suddenly heard the baby crying faintly, the car would have run over it. The basket was right under the front of the car, and I probably wouldn't have noticed it even if I was standing in front of it."

Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue looked very unhappy. Han Ping, Liu Yan and Director Liu who followed them also couldn't believe it.

Could this be called fraud? Feng Qingxue thought to herself.

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Thinking is one thing, but we cannot remain indifferent to the baby in the basket, so the group moved to the police station.

(End of this chapter)