The wedding guests have all left.
My second uncle and aunt didn't take the bus, but the train. Wang Peng took them to the train station.
"Second Uncle, Li Shu, be careful on the road, there are a lot of thieves on the train," Wang Peng said.
"Don't worry, I'm a frequent train passenger," Li Longfei said.
"Brother Lei, you've worked hard." Wang Peng patted Du Lei on the shoulder.
“We’re best buddies. Your cousin is my cousin, and your cousin’s husband is my homeroom teacher.”
Du Lei is the class monitor, and this time he is representing the whole class to send blessings to the class teacher. The students pooled their money to buy an electric blanket.
Everyone in the waiting room was chatting and laughing, but Li Mengjiao was the only one who looked sullen.
"Uncle Li and Aunt Li, please let Mengjiao stay at my house for a couple of days."
Li Mingzhu took her hand and said, "Wang Peng is going back to Ping'an County to deliver videotapes in a few days, so let him take Mengjiao back with him then."
“No, that won’t do,” Li’s mother said with a smile. “It’s the New Year, and it’s not appropriate for Mengjiao to be away from home.”
The Lunar New Year is just six or seven days away.
"The New Year is almost here," Wang Peng said with a smile. "Mengjiao, I'll go back after the New Year. What gift do you want? I'll buy it for you."
Li Mengjiao was in a good mood then and said, "Give me your Walkman and buy me some good cassette tapes."
"No problem, wait for me." Wang Peng strode out of the waiting hall.
He took out his keys, opened the trunk of the Santana, and took his Walkman and a few cassette tapes to the waiting room, where he handed them to Li Mengjiao.
"Dapeng, you should go back now." Li Guixi glanced at his watch and said, "It's getting dark, hurry up and take Mingzhu home."
"Second Uncle, keep an eye on your luggage on the road. I'm leaving now," Wang Peng said.
The two waved goodbye.
The Santana left the train station square and headed to the light bulb factory's residential compound.
"Mingzhu, does your mother know you're attending the wedding?" Wang Peng asked.
"Yes, I know." Li Mingzhu nodded hurriedly. "As soon as my parents heard it was Director Chen's wedding, they immediately asked me to come and attend."
"Brother Peng, those two are a bit mercenary, you won't mind, will you?" she said timidly.
Wang Peng shook his head. "Why would I care about that?"
In her past life, Li Mingzhu's depression was entirely due to being forced to study by her parents.
But it cannot be denied that they truly loved their daughter, and their insistence on her success led to the tragedy.
"Mingzhu, do your parents know about us?" Wang Peng asked.
"I wouldn't dare tell them," Li Mingzhu chuckled and said, "Once we get into university, they won't object to us anymore."
Wang Peng nodded.
I rode my bike to the vicinity of the light bulb factory's residential compound.
"Brother Peng, let's park here," Li Mingzhu said weakly.
It was only a little over a hundred meters from the family academy, and she was afraid of being seen by her parents; the Santana sedan attracted far too much attention.
Wang Peng parked the car on the side of the road, unbuckled her seatbelt, got out of the car, and opened the door for her.
His series of gentlemanly gestures made her very shy.
The two stood beside the car door.
"I've already enrolled in your art class. I'll pick you up for class tomorrow," Wang Peng said.
"Um..." Li Mingzhu felt a sweet warmth in her heart, blushed and whispered, "To be honest, you have absolutely no artistic talent, it's a waste of money."
"You can't say that," Wang Peng said, putting his hands in his pockets.
In her past life, Li Mingzhu always asked Wang Peng, "Is my painting beautiful?"
Wang Peng knew nothing about this, had no common ground with his wife in painting, and was unable to better guide her.
To some extent, his wife's increasingly severe depression was partly due to him.
So he wanted to understand some of the conversations better.
“I want to have more in common with you,” Wang Peng said, patting her on the shoulder. “At least when we talk about art, I can understand you.”
"Brother Peng, stop talking." Li Mingzhu's face was burning hot, and she was extremely embarrassed.
"I'm leaving now. Wait for me at that intersection tomorrow."
After saying that, she covered her face with her hands and ran away.
Li Mingzhu ran all the way to the gate of the residential compound, turned around and waved to them before stepping into the compound.
Wang Peng smiled slightly, opened the door and got into the car. Just as he was about to start the car, two people suddenly appeared in front of it.
"Oh my, this is going to be fun." He was about to pull out the key.
A young couple stood outside the car, waving to the passengers. They were Li Mingzhu's father, Li Kefan, and mother, Duan Cuilu.
They were originally going out to buy groceries.
First attracted by the Santana sedan, then seeing his daughter get out of the car, he immediately hid in the alley next door.
"Uncle, Auntie, is there anything I can help you with?" Wang Peng pretended not to recognize them.
Li Kefan's face was serious, his eyes filled with hostility, and he gritted his teeth without saying a word.
Duan Cuilu, on the other hand, was all smiles.
"Excuse me, are you Li Mingzhu's classmate?" she said. "We are Li Mingzhu's parents."
"Hello, Auntie, hello, Uncle." Wang Peng hurriedly bowed to them and said with a smile, "My name is Wang Peng. I study at Ping'an No. 1 Middle School. Last time, I won first place in the provincial mathematics league."
"Wow! That's amazing!" Duan Cuilu immediately gave a thumbs up. "Your grades in Ping'an County must be very good, right?"
"Not bad, I'm always in the top ten of the grade at the beginning," Wang Peng said.
For parents, as long as their child's grades are exceptionally good, they won't be too hostile towards you.
Li Kefan's expression softened a bit. "Wang, we just saw Mingzhu in your car. How did you two meet? Are you dating?"
Wang Peng said, "When I drove here just now, I saw a KFC. Shall we go sit there for a bit?"
Li Kefan's temper flared up again, and he gritted his teeth and said, "No need, I'm just asking you, do you two date from time to time?"
"Old Li, what are you doing? Let's talk this out." Duan Cuilu glared at her husband and laughed, "Xiao Peng, let's have a good talk."
"Auntie, please get in the car." Wang Peng opened the passenger door.
Duan Cuilu got into the car with a smile, while Li Kefan sat in the back with a dark face.
Wang Peng started the car, turned it around on the spot, and headed to the KFC fast food restaurant three miles away.
"Xiaopeng, did your family buy this car? It must be very expensive, right?" Duan Cuilu asked with a smile.
“I partnered with a friend to open a video arcade at Ping’an County train station. We invested 10,000 yuan, and this car belongs to him.”
"My cousin from my second maternal uncle's family married my homeroom teacher, Chen Yinghao's only son, Chen Qingshu."
“My friend and I were seeing my cousin off at her wedding, and then we drove Mingzhu home.”
Wang Peng secretly glanced at Li Kefan's reaction through the rearview mirror.
"Your cousin married Director Chen's son?" Duan Cuilu was completely stunned, realizing that she had underestimated Wang Peng.
Li Kefan was deep in thought, seemingly lost in thought.
Wang Peng nodded.
“A few months ago, I was planning to start a stationery wholesale business in Ping'an County, and I took my cousin to eat at the entrance of the Experimental Middle School.”
"Don't worry about Experimental Middle School. I saw the pearl and fell in love at first sight."
"After finding out her name and class, I tried writing her a letter..."
"You're in the stationery business?" Duan Cuilu asked excitedly. "Xiaopeng, is selling stationery profitable?"
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