At 6 p.m., the art training class ended.

Wang Peng and Li Mingzhu packed their things and prepared to go home.

In the police station compound, Wang Peng greeted the police officer on duty and drove away in his Santana sedan.

When they arrived at the teaching building, Li Mingzhu was nowhere to be seen.

I honked the loudspeaker, but still no one responded.

Wang Peng got out of the car and saw Li Mingzhu coming out of a car accessory store, holding a steering wheel cover in her hand.

"It's getting cold, so we can put this on the steering wheel to keep our hands warm," Li Mingzhu said with a smile.

"Okay, I think you're very smart." Wang Peng put the cover on the steering wheel; it was fluffy and comfortable.

"Hehe, I'm only not smart when it comes to studying, but I'm very smart in other areas." Li Mingzhu chuckled and reached for the steering wheel.

Her smile was innocent and gentle.

In his past life, Wang Peng dreamed of making her smile like that.

"Damn depression, I hope it never gets associated with Mingzhu."

Thinking of this, Wang Peng became somewhat dazed.

He couldn't help but reach out his right hand and gently touch Li Mingzhu's face.

Li Mingzhu tensed up immediately, her breathing became rapid, and she nervously closed her eyes.

Feeling the warmth in his palm, Wang Peng suddenly came to his senses.

"I'm sorry, I went a bit too far." He quickly stopped and started the car with the key.

After a long while, Li Mingzhu opened her eyes a crack.

"Brother Peng, it's alright." She blushed even more as she said this.

Wang Peng smiled slightly, "Don't be too nervous. I cherish your body more than anyone else, including yourself."

"Um..." Li Mingzhu blushed even more and said weakly, "You're being so mushy."

"It's just cheesy pickup lines, you get tired of hearing them after a while," Wang Peng said. "Stop talking, I need to focus on driving."

It's rush hour now, and the streets are full of bicycles.

Wang Peng parked his car on the side of the road and looked for a long time, but only saw three cars: one Santana and two Alto cars.

“Brother Peng, this road is full of factories and businesses. Let’s go that way, there are fewer people there.” Li Mingzhu pointed to the fork in the road ahead.

Wang Peng nodded, started the car, and followed the flow of bicycles, struggling to turn at the intersection.

This is a small path.

Li Mingzhu was in charge of directing traffic, and Wang Peng was in charge of driving. After passing three intersections, there were finally fewer pedestrians on the road.

The residential compound of the light bulb factory workers.

Wang Peng drove straight in and parked downstairs at Building No. 1.

"Would you like me to take you upstairs?" he asked.

"No, please don't," Li Mingzhu said somewhat embarrassed. "There are plenty of gossipy women around here. If I ride in your car back, who knows what they'll say about me?"

Li Mingzhu pointed out the car window.

The four old ladies pretended to chat, glancing over here every now and then.

Wang Peng felt a little embarrassed. These people were very sharp-tongued, and he shouldn't have driven his car into the family compound.

On second thought, I realized it didn't matter.

"Don't pay any attention to them. They can't control their mouths," Wang Peng said.

Just then, Duan Cuilu appeared at the top of the stairs.

Wang Peng and Li Mingzhu got off the bus.

"Xiaopeng, dinner is ready at home. Eat before you go," Duan Cuilu said.

Just as Wang Peng was about to refuse, she said, "Your uncle wants to talk to you about the house."

"Okay, I'll go park the car."

Wang Peng found a place where he wouldn't get in the way and parked his car.

He opened the trunk and took out two bottles of liquor and a carton of cigarettes.

I always keep cigarettes and alcohol in my car, because it wouldn't be appropriate to go to my girlfriend's house empty-handed the first time.

The three of them went up to the fifth floor, and Li Mingzhu took out her key to open the door.

Downstairs, four old ladies started gossiping.

"Is that young man driving a relative of Old Li's family? I don't think I've seen him before."

"I've never met him before, and he doesn't seem to be a relative. What do you think, could he be the girl from the Li family's boyfriend?"

"A girlfriend my foot! That girl is still in high school. How could Old Li and his wife possibly agree to this?"

"Yes, Sister Li is right. That young man is tall and handsome, and he drives a car. There's no way he would be interested in the Li family's girl."

Aunt Liu, who hadn't spoken until now, said, "They might be relatives of Old Li's family. We'll ask them another day."

The Li family.

Li Kefan spoke at length about how to choose a house.

Back when the company allocated apartments, some people fought tooth and nail to get a well-lit apartment with convenient transportation.

His analysis was very logical, and Wang Peng nodded repeatedly.

Duan Cuilu and her son were cooking in the kitchen.

Sizzle...

The sound of hot meat hitting the pan immediately filled the room with its aroma.

Wang Peng couldn't help but sniffle.

"Xiaopeng, have you remembered everything I've said?" Li Kefan asked.

"There are too many to remember," Wang Peng laughed. "You'll come with me tomorrow morning, and I'll buy whichever house you think is good."

I must take good care of my wife in this life to make up for the regrets of my past life.

Therefore, buying a house in the provincial capital is a must.

Even if I don't live here permanently in the future, I still need a place to stay.

"The deposit is 5,000, and the house is expected to be delivered in two years. At that time, I will need to pay 35,000."

"Xiaopeng, are you really sure?" Li Kefan asked with a serious expression.

Wang Peng nodded and smiled, "Uncle, have you forgotten that my hometown is about to be demolished?"

"Oh!" Li Kefan patted his head, slightly embarrassed. "I was thinking too much and forgot about the demolition."

“Xiaopeng, Mingzhu is my only daughter. After your aunt and I are gone, this house will belong to Mingzhu,” he added.

Wang Peng understood what he meant.

If the house you buy is the bride price, then this house is your dowry.

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