Even if he was her biological father, Wang Zhengguo would not say against his conscience that his daughter was better than his niece.

In terms of appearance, the grown-up Feng Qingxue is now three times more beautiful than Wang Jiao.

In terms of speech and behavior, Wang Jiao was spoiled by her husband and wife, and had a somewhat willful temper.

The most important thing is that Feng Qingxue respects the elders and loves the young. She is proficient in sewing, making shoes, boiling water and cooking, and she has a particularly good personality. However, Wang Jiao has rarely done these chores since she was a child, and she has not learned them very well. She wanders around every day and gossips with her sisters.

The only thing that Wang Jiao is better than Feng Qingxue is that she went to formal school, but she stopped in the fifth grade.

Although Feng Qingxue had only attended literacy classes, what she said was meaningful. Father Lu was very satisfied with her and said that she had inner talent.

If it weren't for Feng Qingxue, Wang Jiao would stand out among the group of country girls. Those problems would not be problems at all, and he could correct them one by one under the supervision of his wife. Unfortunately, there is no if.

Neither people nor things can withstand comparison.

Wang Zhengguo wanted to marry into the Lu family, not make enemies.

But Wang Jiao, who wanted to marry Lu Jiang and become the general's wife, had no idea what her father was thinking. After hearing what her father said, she pouted and said disapprovingly, "What's there to be afraid of? It's just an engagement, not a marriage. Just cancel it! Feng Qingxue's life was saved by my father. If you ask her to cancel the engagement and she says no, she's ungrateful!"

"Who said I saved Xue? How did I save her life? Although your second uncle, second uncle, and third aunt and I sent them some coarse food, she never failed to repay me after she was able to do so. Besides, she is your cousin. How can her lifelong event be worthless in your mouth?"

Fortunately, she is my own daughter. If it were someone else's girl, I would have called her shameless.

Wang Jiao said dissatisfiedly: "What's wrong with my cousin? I don't care who hinders my lifelong event, even if it's my own sister! Dad, I am your biological daughter, and she is just your niece! Such a good marriage, you don't arrange it for me, but for a niece, do you have me as your daughter in your heart?"

Wang Jiao, who had returned from being fifty to being nineteen, had long forgotten that it was she who had chosen not to get married. She only felt that Wang Zhengguo loved Feng Qingxue more than herself.

Taking advantage of the fact that none of Wang Zhengguo's neighbors came out and no one saw her and her sister coming, Feng Qingxue quickly pulled her sister away from the Wang family's gate and found an empty path to return to the cowshed.

Seeing the two sisters coming over in a hurry, Father Lu, who was alone at home, stood up suddenly and asked, "Girl, what happened?"

He wanted to ask them why they came back so soon, but when he saw Feng Qingyun's face covered in sweat, he swallowed his words immediately.

Feng Qingyun didn't wait for his sister to speak before saying, "We arrived at the door of my uncle's house and heard my cousin quarreling with my uncle. She said she wanted to marry my brother-in-law and asked my uncle to cancel my sister's marriage with my brother-in-law! My sister took me back when no one was watching. Uncle, my sister likes my brother-in-law very much and even said she wanted to make cotton shoes for him. Can you please not cancel the engagement?"

"Yunyun!" Feng Qingxue scolded softly.

Family disgrace should not be made public. This is my uncle's family affair and it should not be spread out by their mouths.

Feng Qingxue decided to teach her sister about this issue in the future, but now she had to face Father Lu's shocked expression and his repeated questions, "What's going on?"

"Uncle Lu, it's okay. I also heard my uncle's disapproval. It's just that Yunyun and I can't visit you after something like this happened, so we came back." Feng Qingxue took out a jar of soybean oil from the backpack and put it on the table. "I'll send other things to my uncle and aunt tomorrow. This oil is for Uncle Lu to cook with. Don't despise it, Uncle Lu."