"Is this it?"

"Yes, that's it."

After an unknown amount of time, An Qingyu and Jiang Er arrived in front of a house.

This house is very close to the Erhai Lake, but it is not a villa. Instead, it is a renovated self-built house in the countryside with a small yard. It is not much different from other houses around it.

An Qingyu walked to the gate of the yard and was about to knock on the door, but his hand suddenly stopped in the air.

After hesitating for a moment, he still asked awkwardly:

"What should I say when I meet your parents?"

"That's a good question." Jiang Er frowned and thought seriously, "The key is that I can't just show up in front of them like this. If you come alone, they will definitely think you're a liar..."

The two of them were in front of the house, lost in thought.

"They seem to be coming out." After a moment, An Qingyu seemed to have sensed something and spoke.

"Hurry, hurry, I'll hide first!" Jiang Er exclaimed and hid directly underground. If the two elders came out and saw their daughter turned into a ghost, they would probably be scared to faint on the spot.

Squeak——!

Almost at the same time, the gate of the yard opened, and a middle-aged man in his fifties sitting in a wheelchair was about to leave. When he saw An Qingyu standing awkwardly at the door, he was slightly stunned.

When the woman who was hanging clothes in the yard saw him, a look of vigilance immediately appeared in her eyes. She walked up quickly and looked at An Qingyu carefully.

"Who are you? Why are you coming to our house?" she asked with a frown, her words a little fierce.

An Qingyu looked at the two people in front of him, opened his mouth, swallowed the excuse he had just thought of, and didn't know where he got the courage from, but he suddenly bowed deeply.

"Hello, uncle and aunt, I am Jiang Er's fiancé, and I am here to propose marriage."

The sea breeze blew across the silent shore, and Jiang Er's parents both stood at the door in a daze.

After several seconds, Jiang Er's father suddenly widened his eyes, pushed his wheelchair, pulled out a broom from behind the door, and started cursing:

"These days, there are all kinds of liars... and you're still proposing marriage? She doesn't even have time to date in the army, so why are you proposing marriage? And she's only 20 years old! She's not even old enough to get married!

You little bastard, I'm going to beat you to death! ! "

He cursed and swung the broom at An Qingyu's feet. An Qingyu did not dodge, but just stood there quietly. When Jiang Er's mother couldn't bear it anymore, she hurriedly grabbed her husband:

"Hey, just talk if you want to. Why hit him? I don't think this kid is a bad person. Just let him go..."

"He doesn't look like a bad guy? Look at the scars on his face, they're obviously from a fight. And what are those glasses he's wearing? They're called cosmetic contact lenses, right? Humph, he looks exactly like those hooligans on the street!"

Although he was aggressive, he still put down the broom in his hand and glared at An Qingyu.

"Come on, come on, let me tell you, even though you like our Xiao'er, it's too early to want to marry her. When you really reach that age and really want to marry her, come to my house for a meal first, okay?"

An Qingyu smiled helplessly, without saying anything, but just bowed to them silently again.

The gate of the courtyard slowly closed. With a muffled sound, An Qingyu stood alone outside the door and sighed:

"Sorry... We can't wait until that age."

"You...you really dare to say that? You know you will be regarded as a liar?" Jiang Er's figure floated out from the ground.

"Just treat me as a liar." An Qingyu shrugged and smiled at her, "At least, I have taken the opportunity to pay my respects to my parents."

Hearing this, Jiang Er was slightly stunned, and a faint blush appeared on his already blurry face.

"Great, so this is what you were thinking!"

"How are you going to tell your parents...that you're leaving?"

"When you were talking to them just now, I left something in the house. They will be assured."

An Qingyu nodded, and then seemed to remember something, "By the way, I have also given the betrothal gift."

"Dowry? What do you give as a gift?"

An Qingyu smiled mysteriously, turned around and walked towards the edge of Erhai Lake.

"Tell me, what gift did you give?"

"I won't tell you."

"Hey, tell me... An Qingyu! Just tell me... What did you give to my parents? I didn't see it..."

"I won't tell you."

“…”

Under the setting sun at dusk, the dying couple walked away laughing.

…

Jiang Er's father pushed the wheelchair into the house. His mother in the yard glanced at him and asked in confusion,

"Weren't you going out to play mahjong? Why are you back?"

"What are you doing playing mahjong for? I need to call my daughter." The father muttered, "I have a bad feeling..."

"She's in the army, she won't answer your phone call."

"I'll just try it a few more times. How do you know if you don't try?"

Jiang Er's father had just picked up the phone when a number called in. He was slightly startled and quickly answered it.

"Hello... It's Xiao'er! Oh, I was just about to call you... Oh, so that's it..."

Jiang Er's father nodded as he spoke, then sighed helplessly, "Then you should be careful."

"What's wrong?"

"Xiao Er said that their troops are moving to the mountains. There is no signal there, so they probably can't receive our calls... But she said that during the holidays, she would ask someone to send us videos." Jiang Er's father handed over the phone.

"Look, this is what she just sent."

When Jiang Er's mother took the phone, she saw Jiang Er, full of energy, wearing a military uniform, smiling and greeting them on a high mountain. He looked in very good spirits.

"I can't answer the phone and can only let others send videos? Is this rule still in the army now?" she asked suspiciously.

"Oh, Xiao'er is in the special forces, you know that." Jiang Er's father stood up naturally, picked up the hot water on the table and blew gently, "Let's relax, Xiao'er has never needed anyone to take care of her since she was a child, she can live well in the mountains by herself."

Jiang Er's mother's eyes widened and she stared at her husband as if she had seen a ghost.

“You, you you you…”

"What's wrong with me?" Jiang Er's father seemed to realize something. He looked down and saw that he was standing on the ground without the help of a wheelchair. Disbelief appeared in his eyes.

"My legs...are healed? Strange, my waist doesn't hurt anymore...how is this possible?"

"I feel light and airy too... I just finished drying the clothes, but I'm not tired at all?"

"Wife, how come you look so much younger?!"

Jiang Er's mother immediately picked up her phone. The image on the screen had changed drastically. Her originally sallow skin had become translucent and bright, and she looked at least ten years younger.

"It wasn't like this a few minutes ago..."

The two looked at each other, as if they had thought of something, and suddenly rushed out of the yard.

The Erhai Lake outside the courtyard was already deserted.