Thought

The atmosphere suddenly became quiet, and an inexplicable ambiguity flowed in the air.

Fan Yanxing looked at Liang Qingqing steadily. She swallowed her saliva and was about to explain that she didn't mean it, when she saw him raise his palm to her waist, kneading it with moderate force, curling his lips and laughing softly, his voice deliberately low and deep, as if he was whispering something that others couldn't hear.

"Thought?"

Liang Qingqing heard an unusual meaning from these two simple words. What was she thinking about? Combined with the action just now, what else could she think about? Of course, it was something shameful!

"Shut up, you've just thought about it." Liang Qingqing's face flushed slightly, and she subconsciously covered his mouth. Who knew that this guy was shameless and could admit it frankly, "Well, I thought about it."

Because her mouth was covered, the words she said were a little unclear, but she understood.

"I won't talk to you anymore, pack up and go home quickly." Liang Qingqing blushed and stretched out her hand to push him away, turned around and took a deep breath, and quickened the action of packing things.

Fan Yanxing stepped forward, stood beside her, and suddenly said, "I want to get married soon."

*

"Get married?"

In the courtyard of a courtyard in the center of Beijing, an old man in gray stood up from a rattan chair, clenched the letter in his hand, frowned at first, and then began to pace back and forth in the yard. Not long after, he stopped and looked at the letter again as if he couldn't believe it. It

was written in black and white that his proud grandson would marry a wife soon, and the other party was just a country girl with no background and no ability, and no one knew her name.

No, it was written on the letter, her name was Liang Qingqing.

It was a simple and elegant name.

No, no, he must marry a girl who knows him well, but...his grandson also wrote in the letter that he will bring him a great-grandson as soon as possible after he gets married, which is a great thing.

Getting married is better than being alone forever.

Qu Anming's fingertips made a slight sound on the paper, and before he could figure out what was going on, a loud voice suddenly came from the door. The voice arrived before the person came in.

"Qu Anming, did Yanxing write a letter? Let me see it quickly."

As soon as the words fell, an old lady came in hurriedly from outside the door, her hair was combed neatly, she was obviously in her seventies, but she looked less than sixty, she walked hurriedly with a smile on her face, but that smile froze on her face after she saw Qu Anming hiding the letter behind him.

"Take it out."

Those three cold words made Qu Anming surrender. He coughed lightly and slowly took out the letter from behind with an uncomfortable look on his face. Xiao Jinhua couldn't wait any longer, so he stepped forward to grab it, sat down on the wicker chair, and quickly read it from beginning to end.

"Yan Xing is getting married? Then let's pack up and go to Changbei Province to see our grandson's wife. How can these two young people know how to host a banquet? We elders need to help." Xiao Jinhua has a hot temper. After he finished speaking, he was about to pack his luggage, but was stopped by Qu Anming.

Xiao Jinhua glanced at the figure standing in front of him and narrowed his eyes, "Why, you are not happy?"

Hearing this, Qu Anming's eyes flashed with guilt, but he said: "Why should I be unhappy? Yanxing is willing to marry a wife, I am one hundred, ten thousand happy, there are others who are not happy, you think Yingzi and her husband will agree?"

"I don't care whether they agree or not, I am here, Yanxing can do whatever he wants!" Xiao Jinhua snorted coldly, obviously not taking the two people mentioned by Qu Anming seriously.

On one side is his daughter, and on the other side is his wife. He would offend both of them. Qu Anming was caught in the middle and had no words to say. He could only calm Xiao Jinhua who was right in front of him.

"After all, they are Yanxing's parents, and Yingzi has your temper. It will be ugly when a quarrel breaks out."

"What do you mean by having my temper? What's wrong with my temper? Qu Anming, if you don't explain it clearly today, I will never forgive you." Xiao Jinhua put her hands on her hips and pointed at Qu Anming's nose, her face flushed with anger.

"It's all my fault, my fault. Please listen to me first and don't be anxious."

Qu Anming held Xiao Jinhua's shoulders, pressed him to sit back on the rattan chair, poured him a cup of tea, and then continued: "The wife that Yanxing is going to marry is indeed of low status, and we don't know what kind of person she is. What if Yanxing was deceived by her..."

"Bah, it's always been your grandson who deceives others."

Hearing this, Qu Anming touched his nose and thought that this was true, but the girl's background was real and could not be faked. It was a perfect match for Yanxing from their family.

But Xiao Jinhua had his own ideas. He didn't think according to what Qu Anming said. Instead, he said, "What's wrong with low status? Everyone comes from the countryside. You, Qu Anming, were just a farmer who worked hard in the fields. Why, now that life is better, you look down on farmers?" "

Who said that? I never thought so." Qu Anming couldn't resist such a big hat. Although he denied it, only he knew what he was thinking in his heart.

Xiao Jinhua picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea to moisten his throat. He was silent for a moment, then he raised his eyelids and continued, "You didn't think so, but your daughter and son-in-law thought so."

"The Fan family is indeed from a high family, and our Qu family was also marrying up in the past."

"Yingzi has stayed in their house for too long, and has learned bad things from bad company. She even started to use the child's marriage as a bargaining chip. I don't like it at all!"

At this point, Xiao Jinhua put the teacup on the table fiercely. "If Yanxing didn't have a girl he liked, I would have turned a blind eye. But now he has someone he wants to marry, and as his grandmother, I will definitely stand on his side. Whoever dares to

stand in his way can try!" After the words fell, Xiao Jinhua suddenly retracted the sinister look on his face, and instead curled the corners of his lips, glancing at Qu Anming with a smile, "Old man, whose side are you on?"

"Of course on your side." Qu Anming smiled ingratiatingly, without any hesitation.

Hearing Qu Anming's words, Xiao Jinhua nodded with satisfaction, "I believe in Yanxing's vision. Ordinary people are not in his eyes at all. This child is thoughtful. The person he likes must be a good child."

After that, Xiao Jinhua suddenly changed the subject, "What kind of meeting gift should I prepare for Yanxing's wife? And the great-grandson and great-granddaughter also need to be prepared. This must be carefully considered and can't be fooled."

"Just do it as you see fit. I don't understand these." Qu Anming wiped the sweat from his forehead and asked tentatively: "What about Yingzi and the others?"

"Of course we kept it a secret. We killed them first and reported to them later. How could they forcibly separate a couple?" Xiao Jinhua gave Qu Anming a warning look. "You'd better keep this to yourself. If I find out that you betrayed us, you won't have to worry about your great-grandson and great-granddaughter in the future."

Since Yanxing didn't tell them about this, he must have had the same idea. They couldn't hold him back.

Hearing this, Qu Anming's eyes widened. Knowing that Xiao Jinhua kept his word, he straightened his expression and finally made up his mind. "You still don't believe me? I'm very strict."

"Haha." Xiao Jinhua smiled but didn't answer Qu Anming's question directly. Instead, he said, "Write a letter back to Yanxing later and ask him to take a photo of the girl and show it to us. It would be even better if he can call us when he has time. When the wedding date is confirmed, we will go there. Otherwise, it will put pressure on them if we go too early."

"Okay."

The couple reached a consensus and acted as soon as they said. They quickly wrote the letter and sent it out.

*

When it was time to get off work, groups of people returned to the village on the edge of the field. Today, Ma Xiuzhi was particularly active. She entrusted her tools to others to help return them, and she quickened her pace to rush home.

The reason was simple: her most beloved daughter was coming back today!

Naturally, other people also knew the news. Many people teased Ma Xiuzhi along the way, but Ma Xiuzhi was not annoyed and responded with a smile.

When she returned to the Liang family and saw Liang Qingqing sitting in the main hall, she felt relieved. She smiled and said, "Qingqing, you are finally back."

"Mom." As soon as she saw Ma Xiuzhi's figure appear in the yard, Liang Qingqing stood up and greeted her, hugging her tightly, "I missed you so much."

"Mom misses you too. If I could get away, I would definitely come with Yanxing to pick you up." When Fan Yanxing was mentioned, Ma Xiuzhi looked left and right but didn't see anyone. She asked in confusion, "Where is he? Didn't he come back with you?" "He

came back. He sent me home and then went to help with the new house."

"Why don't you go with them to see?" Ma Xiuzhi didn't believe that Liang Qingqing wouldn't be curious about how the new house was being renovated.

"I'm waiting for mom to come back. I'm afraid you'll be worried if you don't see me when you come back." Liang Qingqing smiled, and her mischievous look made Ma Xiuzhi's eyes sore. She was so moved that she almost shed tears. Fortunately, she calmed down in time and didn't make a fool of herself in front of the girl.

"Let's go, mom will go with you to see it."

"Okay."

The mother and daughter walked hand in hand towards the new house. The two houses were not far away, and they arrived soon. From a distance, they saw a group of shirtless men working under the sun, sweating profusely. The

foundation of the house was being laid, and there were piles of earth and big pits everywhere. There were also a lot of building materials placed on the open space.

This scene attracted passers-by to turn their heads and take a few more glances.

Liang Qingqing was choked by the dust. She covered her mouth and nose and coughed several times before she recovered. She quickly scanned the men present and soon locked onto Fan Yanxing's figure somewhere. He was also shirtless, wearing only a pair of Liberation shoes and black shorts. His thin body was exposed to the air and was very conspicuous among the crowd.

His upper body was strong and muscular, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist. His sweat made his muscle lines more smooth. He had been tanned during this period, and he looked very manly, sexy and seductive.

Liang Qingqing's eyes moved down and suddenly stopped at his wrist. The pink color was particularly prominent in the dark color, and it was hard not to see it. She subconsciously touched the hair tie on her wrist and couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips.

Last time, she casually gave it to him, but he actually wore it every day. It was thoughtful of him.