Su Mengmeng was very happy that she now had a boyfriend, and the thought made her feel wonderful.

He couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"hehe!"

Jiang Yanxia stopped wiping his sweat and looked at him strangely.

"Hey Meng, what are you thinking about? You're smiling so broadly!"

Su Mengmeng suddenly became affectionate, gazing at her with deep affection, taking her hand, and saying something to her.

Xiazi, I'm thinking of you!

Jiang Yanxia suddenly blushed, slapped his hand away, and quickly looked around. She was relieved when no one saw her.

"You're going to die! You're out there, someone's going to see you!"

She didn't even wipe his sweat, and left him with a comment.

"Brother Meng, I'll leave the kettle here for you. I'm going back to cook!"

Then she turned around and ran away quickly, still feeling embarrassed.

It was rare for Su Mengmeng to see Xiazi fleeing in such a panic. She laughed heartily as she watched Xiazi's retreating figure and muttered something under her breath.

"Haha, Xiazi, you run pretty fast, but no matter how fast you run, you can't escape my grasp! I'm going to hold your hand tightly and never let go!"

This move worked quite well; Huang Dahong never contacted Su Mengmeng again.

Su Mengmeng finally breathed a sigh of relief, fearing that one day the butcher Huang would come to her door and make her take responsibility for Huang Dahong, which would make her feel extremely aggrieved, since educated youth had no say in the village.

Having a partner changed everything. He stood tall again, no longer afraid of being targeted by anyone, and the thought of it made him happy every time he thought about it.

After hearing Meng Ge'er tell her that the matter was resolved, Zhuang Zhimeng stopped worrying about it and started to worry about her family coming over.

An Qingbai brought her two new kang mats.

"Zhizhi, I brought the kang mat over. It's new and hasn't been used before. Put these kang mats in your two rooms so that it will be convenient for your family to sleep when they come over."

Zhuang Zhimeng was quite pleased to see the kang mat; she had been thinking about it just a couple of days ago.

"Brother Qingbai, you're so thoughtful! I was just thinking of getting a kang mat these next couple of days, and you thought of that!"

An Qingbai moved the kang mats from one room to another, then smiled and asked her.

Does it matter who thinks of it first?

Zhuang Zhimeng climbed onto the kang (a heated brick bed), while An Qingbai remained on the floor. The two worked together to lay out the mat on the kang, and Zhuang Zhimeng smiled and spoke to him.

"It's not important who thinks of it first, the important thing is whether you can think of it at all. Am I just praising you for thinking ahead of me? How about I tell you to keep up the good work and try to think ahead of me every time?"

An Qingbai looked at her with amusement.

"Then I should thank you for praising me! I'll try my best to make you satisfied!"

Zhuang Zhimeng raised her head, smiled, and waved her hand.

"Don't mention it, we're practically family. It's only right that I praise you. I'm already very satisfied with what you've done!"

An Qingbai was very happy. All his efforts had not been in vain. He was satisfied with Zhizhi's satisfaction.

After the kang mat was laid out, Zhuang Zhimeng took out a new kang sheet from the warehouse and laid it on top.

She stretched the kang sheet until it was perfectly flat and without a single wrinkle before letting go.

An Qingbai saw it and kept it in mind, knowing he would be more careful about this when they lived together in the future.

That evening, Zhuang Zhimeng and An Qingbai went to the cowshed again to learn from Shi Jiashu and Liu Huaying.

They agreed with their master that this would be the last study session before the engagement, and the next session would be held after the engagement.

After they finished their studies, before Zhuang Zhimeng and An Qingbai were about to leave the cowshed, Shang Jingshu stopped them, took out a piece of paper, and handed it to them.

"Zhimeng, Qingbai, this is the engagement gift that Grandpa Shang promised to give you. Please accept it!"

Zhuang Zhimeng and An Qingbai exchanged a glance, looking at the thin piece of paper, wondering what the purpose of giving them the paper was. They both looked at Shang Jingshu with suspicion.

Shang Jingshu handed the paper forward a little more.

"Zhimeng, Qingbai, take this. This is a villa I own in the capital. I'm giving it to you now!"

Zhuang Zhimeng immediately recognized the document as a house deed, which was extremely valuable, and shook her head repeatedly.

"Grandpa Shang, this is too valuable. This is your house, we can't accept it!"

An Qingbai understood; they were offering them houses! He shook his head.

"Grandpa Shang, Zhizhi is right, we can't accept such an expensive gift from you!"

When Shang Jingshu heard that they all refused, he got angry and his voice unconsciously rose.

"Take this! It's from Grandpa Shang, you can't refuse it!"

Suddenly, Shang Jingshu realized that they were in a cowshed and that it would be inappropriate to speak too loudly, so he quickly quieted down before looking at them and speaking.

"You all know that my children have cut ties with me. It's better to give them to you than leave them with these things. This is Grandpa Shang's kind gesture, so please accept it quickly! Otherwise, Grandpa Shang will get angry!"

Seeing that Zhuang Zhimeng and An Qingbai were still hesitating, Shang Jingshu began to act!

"Zhimeng, when your grandfather comes, I'll complain to him that you're bullying me because I'm all alone, and that you made me angry. As an elder, you wouldn't even accept the things I offered you! It's obvious you're trying to bully this old man. I'm so pitiful!"

Zhuang Zhimeng was exasperated. What was all this about?

There was no other way but to accept the property deed.

"Grandpa Shang, please stop acting. I'll accept it, okay?"

Shang Jingshu immediately put on a smiling face, and there was no trace of the fake crying and worried look on his face just now.

"That's right! Let me tell you, this is a courtyard house, the house is huge, it has three courtyards!"

Zhuang Zhimeng was puzzled. Didn't they say they hadn't brought anything out? She looked at Shang Jingshu.

"This property deed?"

Shang Jingshu noticed her confusion and explained it to her.

"I brought this property deed with me hidden in my pocket. I always have to bring something with me, right? I'm not a real criminal, they can't just search my clothes, can they?"

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