Over the years of following Meng Dehai, Aunt Cui actually harbored some resentment. She was not a worldly or vain woman, but she did want her family's living conditions to be better.

Meng Dehai was an upright man who refused to accept bribes. Even though he had an uncle who was the head of the Organization Department, he refused to use his connections and insisted on working his way up from scratch.

Therefore, Aunt Cui was not very satisfied with him.

"Tang Ping, come and try this fish. My mom's cooking is amazing. In Kyoto, what I miss most is my mom's cooking," Meng Yu said with a smile as she brought up a plate of fish.

Aunt Cui said, "So you weren't thinking of me when you were in Kyoto, but of the cooking this old woman used to make. Sigh, I always said that raising daughters is a waste of time. As the old saying goes, a married daughter is like water spilled from a bowl."

Meng Yu quickly hugged Aunt Cui and said with a smile, "Oh, Mom, I didn't mean that. I just come back to see you every now and then during my holidays."

"Are you looking at me or at Xiao Tang?"

"Mom, you're so mean!"

Meng Dehai said, "Alright, alright, let's eat. You're all grown up now, and you still don't look like a proper adult."

The whole meal was very harmonious and the atmosphere was warm. Aunt Cui's cooking skills were indeed very good, and the food was plentiful.

After they finished eating, the two women cleared the table, and Tang Ping was called to the balcony by Meng Dehai.

Looking at the low-rise houses in the distance, Meng Dehai said, "After the last meeting, the appointments were pretty much finalized. I estimate that it won't be long before I'm transferred to Qinghua District. Qinghua District started late and its economy is relatively underdeveloped. Tang Ping, when I need your help, don't refuse."

The inspection before the new year was to prepare for the transfer.

Meng Dehai dedicated his entire life to the public security cause, and he was actually quite reluctant to leave, but given his position, he had no choice.

He had always been at odds with his superior, Zhao Lidong, who was in charge of the political and legal system, and Zhao Lidong had wanted to get rid of him for a long time.

The struggle between the two will continue for a long time.

When Meng Dehai arrived in Qinghua District, he also had the leverage to challenge Zhao Lidong.

Tang Ping had long seen through his future father-in-law's point of view, and quickly assured him, "Uncle Meng, what are you saying? As a native of Jinghai, supporting Jinghai's economic development is my duty. Besides, my hometown is also in Qinghua District."

"Yes, the country's policies are really good. Let some people get rich first, and then let them help others get rich. This ideal is good, but very few people can actually achieve it. By the way, about you and Meng Yu, you young people can talk about it yourselves. I won't stop you."

Meng Dehai paused, then added, "But there's one thing: you're both still young, and your relationship isn't stable yet. Let's wait a few more years. There's no need to get married so early. Besides, you both have your own careers. Let's wait until the time is right before starting a family."

Tang Ping also felt that marriage shouldn't be rushed.

Meng Dehai's idea happened to coincide with his.

Tang Ping nodded and said, "I'll listen to Uncle Meng."

Meng Dehai laughed and said, "There's not much else to say. Meng Yu is a bit willful and capricious. You're more mature and stable. I'm actually quite at ease knowing you two are together. Come on, we just finished eating. Come out with me for some exercise. Let's invite Meng Yu along."

"good!"

Meng Yugang had just finished washing the dishes when he heard that he was going out with Meng Dehai. He immediately shook his head and said, "I'm not going. It's going to be hiking and running again. I finally get a holiday for May Day, and I don't want to do anything!"

Meng Dehai happened to walk over and criticized him sternly, "You're just lazy. No one supervises you while you work in Kyoto, so you probably haven't exercised at all, have you? Hurry up and change your clothes; I'll wait for you downstairs. Tang Ping, this task is yours!"

"I'm not going!"

Meng Yu, with a pained expression, collapsed onto the sofa, not wanting to move at all.

"Xiao Tang, don't listen to him, he's just an old stubborn man. You should rest well during your vacation. Take Meng Yu to the movies."

"It's okay, I actually quite like sports."

Tang Ping smiled, pulled Meng Yu up from the sofa, and urged her to go to the room, saying in a low voice, "More exercise is good for your health. Come on, if you can't run, I'll carry you!"

"You said it, you can't lie!"

Meng Yu reluctantly agreed.

Meng Yu, dressed in a white tracksuit, looked even more beautiful and charming, especially her curvaceous figure, which made Tang Ping's heart itch with desire.

Having missed two opportunities in Kyoto, Meng Yu finally returned to Jinghai this time.

Tang Ping thought to himself that this time he should at least get the important business done.

Meng Yu's home is in an old neighborhood, with Nancheng Park behind it and a very tall mountain at its back.

Meng Dehai, as expected of someone from the military, maintained excellent physical fitness and ran for a long time without feeling tired.

Seeing Tang Ping and Meng Yu lagging behind, he couldn't help but shake his head and say, "You young people these days are just lacking in exercise. I'll wait for you on the mountain ahead. Hurry up and catch up! Meng Yu, especially you, look at Tang Ping!"

"Alright, Lao Meng, you go ahead, don't wait for us!"

Meng Yu quickly replied.

She couldn't wait for Meng Dehai to go up the mountain so she could slack off.

Once Meng Dehai's figure disappeared, she immediately sat down on a large rock and refused to move.

"I'm so tired, I can't climb anymore. Old Meng really knows how to torture people, he won't even let me rest during my holiday." Meng Yu's pretty face was flushed, and she wiped the sweat from her forehead with her fair hands as she complained.

Tang Ping laughed and said, "Actually, he's doing it for our own good. More exercise is good for our health. Maybe in ten or twenty years, many people will be spending money to go to the gym every day."

Meng Yu scoffed, "Pshaw, you'd spend money to go to the gym? I don't believe it! But Xiao Pingzi, you promised you'd carry me on your back!"

"There's a condition to carrying you on my back: you have to kiss me first," Tang Ping said with a mischievous grin.

"Ugh! You really were up to no good, you scoundrel!"

Meng Yu said shyly, but still gave Tang Ping a light kiss on the cheek.

Tang Ping was secretly pleased with himself before he carried Meng Yu on his back.

Fortunately, Meng Yu wasn't heavy, and carrying her on his back wasn't strenuous for Tang Ping. On the contrary, feeling the two soft mounds on his back made Tang Ping feel even more comfortable, and he even had energy to climb the mountain.

By the time we came down from the mountain, it was almost dark.

Meng Dehai and Aunt Cui invited Tang Ping to stay for dinner. After dinner, they even watched the news broadcast with Meng Dehai.

Tang Ping didn't leave until this point.

Meng Yu was responsible for escorting Tang Ping downstairs. Before leaving, Meng Dehai reminded him, "Come back quickly when you're done. Young people should go to bed early and get up early to develop good habits."

"knew!"

Meng Yu replied unhappily and followed Tang Ping downstairs.

She sat in the car for a while, and Tang Ping took full advantage of her before letting her go home.

The car had just started moving when my phone rang. I took it out and looked at the caller ID; it was Hu Xiandong calling.

"What is it?" Tang Ping asked.