Soon it was the weekend, and Xia Qingqing went to Xiang Qiu and Wang Zhihong's new home with the gifts she had prepared.

The courtyard they bought is quite far from Beijing University; it takes about an hour by bike, and more than 40 minutes to get there from the Xia family home.

As soon as Xia Qingqing entered the courtyard, she noticed several pairs of eyes fixed on her, scrutinizing her with curiosity.

An older woman walked up to her with a smile and asked, "Young lady, who are you looking for?"

"Hello, ma'am, I'm here to see Xiang Qiu. I'm her classmate," Xia Qingqing replied politely.

"Oh, so you're here to see Xiang Qiu. They're in the east wing," the old woman said, and then kindly pointed out a direction to Xia Qingqing.

Xiang Qiu and Wang Zhihong were a young couple who had recently moved into their courtyard. Since everyone in the courtyard knew that the couple were college students, they were all very friendly to them. After all, who knows when you might need someone's help? It's always good to build a good relationship in advance.

Xia Qingqing smiled and thanked the other person, "Thank you so much, Auntie."

After saying that, Xia Qingqing was about to leave, but after taking a step forward, she found that she couldn't move at all. When she turned around, she saw that the old lady was pulling on her clothes.

The old woman smiled broadly, her wrinkles crinkling together: "Young lady, don't rush off yet, I have something to ask you."

Xia Qingqing felt a little uncomfortable when a stranger suddenly grabbed her clothes. She forced a smile and said, "What do you want to ask, sir?"

"Young lady, you don't have a boyfriend yet, do you? I have a grandson who works at a steel factory..." The old woman went on and on about her grandson, her words full of praise.

She had already inquired and found out that Xiang Qiu was a student at Beijing University, so her classmates must also be students at Beijing University. The girl in front of her was also very beautiful, and she subconsciously felt that her picky grandson would definitely like her.

The thought of soon having a granddaughter-in-law immediately made her heart burn with excitement.

Xia Qingqing's smile froze instantly: "Um, Auntie, I'm sorry, I already have a boyfriend."

The old woman looked at her suspiciously, unwilling to believe it: "Really? Young girl, you're not just trying to fool me, are you? I'm not lying to you. My grandson is very handsome. Many young girls like him. Don't be so quick to refuse. At least meet him first."

"I'm not lying to you, I really do have a boyfriend," Xia Qingqing said firmly.

The old woman awkwardly loosened Xia Qingqing's clothes: "Sigh... what a pity. I really liked you the moment I saw you. Please don't mind, young lady."

Seeing that the other party was reasonable, Xia Qingqing said calmly, "It's okay, I'll go find my classmate first."

"Go ahead, go ahead," the old woman said with a smile, waving to Xia Qingqing.

Actually, at this moment, the little person in her heart was already wiping away tears with a small handkerchief. Waaah, she had finally found a beautiful granddaughter-in-law for her eldest grandson, but her poor grandson lost his chance to compete without even showing his face.

As soon as Xia Qingqing reached the door of the east wing, she saw Xiang Qiu come out to greet her.

Xiang Qiu happily took Xia Qingqing's hand and said, "Qingqing, I knew I thought I heard your voice. Come inside with me."

After entering the house, Xiang Qiu deliberately closed the door: "What did Aunt Huang say to you just now?"

Xia Qingqing gave a helpless smile: "That old lady wanted to introduce her grandson to me."

"Aunt Huang has excellent taste," Xiang Qiu thought, not at all surprised that Aunt Huang had taken a liking to Xia Qingqing.

"Speaking of which, I met Aunt Huang's grandson once before. He is indeed quite good-looking, tall and with long legs, and his workplace is also decent."

"Sister Qiu, you're actually giving a serious analysis," Xia Qingqing didn't know what to say. If Song Ze found out, he'd be incredibly jealous.

Xiang Qiu also thought of this and quickly tried to salvage the situation, saying, "Qingqing, don't tell Comrade Song what I said. That grandson of Aunt Huang is far inferior to Comrade Song. You two are the most compatible."

"Okay, no need to praise me anymore. I won't tell him, but the neighbors in your yard are really too enthusiastic for us to handle," Xia Qingqing said, shaking her head.

Xiang Qiu nodded in agreement: "Indeed, but I'm used to it."

She herself lived in a similar large courtyard house, which was allocated by her work unit. The whole family was crammed together, and it was impossible to hide what they were doing at home.

"By the way, Sister Qiu, where's your Wang Zhihong?" Xia Qingqing suddenly asked.

He gestured towards the kitchen with his chin, saying, "He's cooking in the kitchen today, and my job is to take good care of you all."

After Xiang Qiu and his group bought these houses, they renovated them slightly. They converted the south-facing Xiang'er room into a kitchen, and used one of the remaining three rooms as a main hall and two as bedrooms.

The two had already started adding household items to the house some time ago.

Hearing Wang Zhihong cooking in the kitchen, Xia Qingqing praised him without reservation: "Not bad, not bad at all. Comrade Wang is a good man who can be both elegant in the living room and good at the kitchen."

There are very few men who cook these days. Whether they are willing or not is one thing, but their skills are also another. Cooking still requires some patience.

"Sister Qiu, we're here!" Liu Huimin's voice came from outside the door.

After welcoming Liu Huimin and Chen Xiu in, Xiang Qiu closed the door behind her.

Liu Huimin was puzzled: "Sister Qiu, why are you closing the door in broad daylight?"

Xiang Qiu sighed helplessly: "Some of the neighbors in the courtyard are too gossipy. I don't want our conversation to be overheard."

"Oh no, there are actually people like that?" Liu Huimin couldn't understand it. How idle must someone be to eavesdrop on other people's conversations?

"I don't know, I call this prevention a precaution," Xiang Qiu said seriously.

She grew up in a large courtyard where everyone liked to visit each other, gossiping about everyone's business, and any secrets they had were known to everyone.

Liu Huimin nodded in agreement: "That makes sense. Maybe some people just have that much free time."

With a smile, she handed the item in her hand to Xiang Qiu: "Sister Qiu, this is an engagement gift from Xiuxiu and me to you. Take a look and see if you like it."

"Oh dear, didn't I say no gifts? Are you all being too formal with me?" Xiang Qiu said with a straight face, pretending to be unhappy. It was just an engagement, and she didn't want her roommates to spend money on it.

Chen Xiu explained in a low voice, "Sister Qiu, it's just a small gift. We'll give you something better when you get married."

"If you don't accept it, you'll be being disrespectful to us. Hurry up and open it and take a look," Liu Huimin said with a smile, forcefully stuffing the item into Xiang Qiu's hands.