Hearing the noise, Zheng Song turned his head slightly and saw Tian Xiaohui speed up and quickly catch up with him, riding side by side with him on their old bicycles.
"What's wrong?"
He looked at Tian Xiaohui catching up, her face bathed in sunlight, which illuminated her bronze face. The spring breeze lifted the hair on her forehead, revealing her clear and bright eyes.
Unlike Qin Zheng's ruthlessness, Zheng Song possessed a relaxed air that came from the hardships of life.
That kind of calm and collected demeanor, where nothing could shake his emotions, and where he remained unmoved even if Mount Tai collapsed before him.
To put it bluntly, it's like giving up entirely.
No matter what happens, it can't compare to the pain of his lover dying because of him. He suffered so much, what could possibly be more painful than that he endured?
Fortunately, it's all over now.
At this moment, his eyes were slightly squinted by the wind, his emotions as gentle as the spring breeze, and a slight smile played on his lips as he looked at Tian Xiaohui.
Tian Xiaohui suddenly had a thousand words to say.
But she couldn't express it.
Finally, she said, "Thank you."
"What did you say?"
A tractor drove by, its loud rattling noise drowning out Tian Xiaohui's words of thanks.
Even after the tractor had passed, the sound continued to fade into the distance, interfering with their conversation.
"I didn't hear you clearly. Did you talk to me? What did you say?" Zheng Song asked, turning his head to look at Tian Xiaohui as he rode his bike, deliberately raising his voice.
Tian Xiaohui took a deep breath.
"I'll talk!"
She also raised her voice.
Amidst the playful spring breeze, the distant roar of tractors, and the hopeful expanse of spring, she blushed and called out clearly, word by word, "Zheng Song! Thank you! You!"
ah?
Zheng Songwei was slightly taken aback.
By the time he came to his senses, Tian Xiaohui had already sped up and ridden a considerable distance away.
But he wasn't mistaken; the girl's face was exceptionally flushed when she turned and sped up, as if the crimson sunset had reflected on her cheeks. Her wheat-colored skin was full of luster, exuding strength and wildness.
The young girl is quite energetic.
Zheng Song couldn't help but shake his head, chuckled, and with a push of his foot, leisurely caught up with Tian Xiaohui's bicycle.
The road was wide, and two cars were traveling side by side.
The two were sometimes close, sometimes far apart.
Let's sail together toward our common destination.
...
After returning home, Tian Xiaohui told Ye Yun everything that had happened at the hospital.
Afterwards, she said to Ye Yun, "Sister-in-law, I can also see that Captain Zheng is sincere, and I also have good feelings for him. Since he doesn't mind my background, and I'm of marriageable age, why don't I marry him? I think I want to marry him too. I plan to formally visit his mother in a few days. Sister-in-law, what do you think I should prepare?"
She stared longingly at Ye Yun.
She had brought some homemade pastries when she visited Xing Yujie's home, but Xing's mother didn't even look at them. She said they were cheap things and that her family usually didn't eat things bought from outside because they weren't tasty or clean.
She knew it wasn't that the food was bad or unclean, but rather that the Xing family was dissatisfied with her.
Now she was going to visit Zheng Song's mother, who naturally wouldn't look down on her, but she felt that these pastries were unworthy of her.
Ye Yun was still somewhat tired.
After seeing Tian Xiaohui off, she came back to rest. She had been in a daze all day, and when she heard Tian Xiaohui's words, she couldn't muster any energy. Instead, she raised her hand and yawned.
Looking at Tian Xiaohui's eager expression as she opened the door, she rubbed her sore eyes and said, "As long as Zheng Song's mother likes you, it's fine if you only bring your mouth."
Upon hearing this, Tian Xiaohui said, "That's true, but I'm being polite too, aren't I?"
"Then make another batch of pastries and ask Zheng Song what his mother likes to eat."
Tian Xiaohui: "..."
Actually, her passion for making pastries had been completely exhausted when she visited Xing Yujie's parents and was even disliked. One act of extroversion led to a lifetime of introversion, and she never wanted to give away her homemade pastries again.
However, it seems there isn't a better gift than this...
Not hearing any movement from Tian Xiaohui, Ye Yun opened her eyes a crack and saw Tian Xiaohui's conflicted expression.
Sigh.
Ye Yun cleared her throat lightly and said indifferently, "Don't worry, I personally taught you how to make these pastries. If they weren't good, would we have so many customers in our shop every day? So many people like your pastries, so why are you planning to hide her away just because one person said they weren't good?"
"Take the pastries you made to see Zheng Song's mother and see how good they are."
Tian Xiaohui gave a muffled "oh".
After a two-second silence, she added, "By the way, sister-in-law, Zheng Song asked me to take him to meet my parents."
"Then let's go."
Tian Xiaohui pursed her lips, lowered her head, and whispered, "I don't know why, but I'm a little scared..."
Ye Yun: ? ? ?
“I don’t know why, I’m just afraid my mother will beat me. During the Spring Festival, she made me go on blind dates, but I refused to go even if it meant death. I even beat two of my blind date partners away. Now I’m going to bring my boyfriend home…” Tian Xiaohui’s voice trailed off as she spoke.
Ye Yun: "..."
Well, sister, you're the first person I've ever met who can kick out a blind date.
It's fortunate that you found a marriage partner in the city; otherwise, back in your hometown, with all those conservative, gossipy women and ordinary men, I doubt any of them would dare to marry you.
Ye Yun said calmly, "So?"
Tian Xiaohui had been waiting for this question. She chuckled and raised her head, saying, "So, sister-in-law, can you and Brother Qin Zheng come back with me? Let's take Zheng Song to meet my parents together!"
Ye Yun: "..."
Tian Xiaohui rushed over, grabbed her arm and shook it, saying coquettishly, "After all, Zheng Song was introduced to me by Brother Qin Zheng, so he can be considered a matchmaker. Wouldn't it be perfectly legitimate for us to go back together?"
"Most importantly, with you and Brother Qin Zheng here, my mom definitely won't hit me!"
Ye Yun couldn't help but rub her forehead.
How old are you? Why are you afraid of getting beaten?
She pondered for a moment, considered her words carefully, and said casually, "I can go back, there's not much to do at the garment factory and the pastry shop anyway, I just don't know if Qin Zheng can go back..."
Tian Xiaohui asked, puzzled, "Why?"
Ye Yun sighed.
Qin Zheng seems to be very busy in the provincial capital lately. He, who is usually inseparable from her, didn't even go home yesterday. After leaving, he only called home last night to let her know he wasn't coming back, and hasn't called home since.
I wonder what happened to this busy man in the provincial capital...
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