Chapter 1942: Slender and Enchanting

During these days of hard struggle, Zhang Zhiqiang rarely went back to visit his parents. Unless it was his day off or a holiday, he would only return to his old hometown to see them.

Therefore, when he brought his wife and child back to see his parents, Zhang Zhiqiang noticed that his parents' faces had become pale and haggard, and his mother was crying uncontrollably. Zhang Zhiqiang was terrified and hurriedly asked his parents what exactly was going on. His parents refused to say, only urging him to take Wang Huiling away quickly and not let them be heartbroken. In the end, Zhang Zhiqiang had to exert tremendous effort to persuade Wang Huiling to leave, and the couple finally managed to escape.

After leaving Zhang Family Village, Wang Huiling said to her husband, "Zhiqiang, you're really silly. My parents were worried about you. I just observed carefully — your parents seem to have lost a lot of weight. I guess they're probably worried that you won't get married, and that's why they've fallen ill."

Zhang Zhiqiang sighed: "I know they're worried about me. But our goal is to earn money and support ourselves. Only when we're capable can they live a good life."

Wang Huiling nodded: "Mm. Zhiqiang, having such a filial son like you — it's worth it."

Zhang Zhiqiang put his arm around Wang Huiling and said, "Huiling, you understand me better than anyone. I've loved reading since I was little. I don't want to let down your expectations for me."

"Zhiqiang, you're an outstanding man, you deserve the best things. Don't worry, I'll help you with all my heart."

During this period, Zhang Zhiqiang and Wang Huiling had been staying at a hotel, only occasionally returning to their old hometown. Although Zhang Zhiqiang was very tired, he was very happy, feeling that such days were quite pleasant.

That evening, Zhang Zhiqiang was taking a shower when he suddenly heard knocking from outside.

Zhang Zhiqiang dried off his body, put on his pajamas, walked to the door and opened it. Standing at the door was Wang Huiling.

Wang Huiling smiled and said, "Zhiqiang, are you working overtime again tonight?"

"Mm." Zhang Zhiqiang casually turned off the light, "Let's head back a bit earlier tomorrow."

"Have you eaten dinner tonight?"

"Not yet." Zhang Zhiqiang pulled Wang Huiling inside and sat her down.

Wang Huiling took a tissue and wiped his wet long hair for him: "I've already cooked noodles, just waiting for you to come back."

"Thanks."

Zhang Zhiqiang drank a few bowls of noodles and felt his energy recover quite a bit. Wang Huiling then brought over a plate of chopped tomatoes and asked Zhang Zhiqiang to taste how they were.

Zhang Zhiqiang ate four or five in a row, finding them very delicious. He praised, "Really not bad. Huiling, your cooking skills are getting better and better."

Wang Huiling laughed and said, "Actually, it was all taught to me by my mom."

Zhang Zhiqiang nodded: "My mom's cooking is also really excellent. Every time I go to her shop to eat, she always tells me to eat more."

"Hehe… Auntie's cooking really is very tasty."

"My mom says you're also a rare great beauty, that having you marry me is simply wronging you. I think she's right, I really don't deserve you."

"What are you saying? Being so modest like that, people will laugh at you."

Zhang Zhiqiang took a deep breath and said, "Huiling, let's just date first. Marriage can't be rushed — we need to plan it out properly."

"How would that work?"

"It's fine, let's take it slow. Let's first find a place to settle down."

Two days later, Zhang Zhiqiang brought his wife back home.

Seeing the two of them return, his mother immediately went up to them and scolded, "Zhiqiang, why didn't you tell mom in advance?"