Chapter 372: Proposing Marriage

After coaxing Li Aihua to sleep, Zhang Ping'an sent his consciousness into the space, wanting to see if the flow of time had changed at all. After sensing it carefully, it was a pity that it was still one to two.

Zhang Ping'an could not figure it out; everything else had been upgraded, so why was the time flow going in reverse? Unable to make sense of it, Zhang Ping'an fell into a muddled sleep.

The next day, his parents took the Space Water and split into two groups, and Zhang Ping'an was also pulled along by his mother to his maternal grandmother's place.

"Ping'an, can this really help your grandmother and grandfather prolong their lives?"

"Long-term consumption certainly can, but you must pay attention to the dosage; one wine bottle to one vat of water, take it slow."

"Alright, then you secretly pour it into the water vat later."

"Will do."

They ate a meal at his grandmother's house at noon. After finishing the meal, his grandfather pulled Zhang Ping'an aside, carrying a cloth bag in his hand.

"Ping'an, come out for a walk with your grandfather."

"Alright."

The two walked and chatted. Under his grandfather's deliberate guidance, they arrived at the Street Office before they knew it, and Zhang Ping'an was pulled inside, looking completely bewildered.

"Grandfather, this is..."

"Let's go inside first and talk."

Ten minutes later, Zhang Ping'an held the new deed with a complex expression. That's right, it was his grandfather's Siheyuan, and now it was under his name.

"Don't worry, my good grandson. Your eldest uncle, second uncle, and little aunt all know. We don't live here often, so putting it with you is making the best use of it."

"Besides, if your grandfather comes over in the future, you wouldn't leave him with nowhere to stay, would you?"

"Grandfather, I understand. I will accept it."

"Mm, that's more like it. Let's go, let's head back."

Time had unknowingly reached the end of December. At the Sijiucheng airport, Zhang Ping'an's family was seeing off his grandmother and her group.

Although their faces didn't look much different from when they arrived, their internal organs had all become more than ten years younger.

Originally, his grandmother and grandfather had planned to return to Beijiang when Zhang Ping'an returned in November and finished the deed transfer, but they were held back by his mother, who force-fed them Space Water for over a month before letting them leave.

"Father, Mother, eldest brother, second brother, little sister, give us a call when you get home. We'll fly over to see you when we have time."

"Good, good, good."

All eight of them felt that they seemed ten years younger after this trip, but they just assumed it was an illusion caused by the pleasant mood of being back in their hometown.

The next day, Zhang Ping'an called four people over from Xiangjiang. On the third day, the two security guards left at his grandmother's house also returned. Zhang Ping'an arranged for the six of them to go out and deliver cars.

"You all take these directly to my eldest uncle, second uncle, and little aunt's homes. You two should remember the way, right?"

"We remember, General Manager Zhang."

"Alright then, rest for two days and then go deliver them."

"Very well, General Manager Zhang."

Zhang Ping'an could not feel at ease about taking the Siheyuan. After all, he was a grandson of a different surname. Even if his grandmother, grandfather, uncles, and aunt had no objections, it was hard to guarantee that the wives of his cousins wouldn't have any.

Zhang Ping'an couldn't refuse his grandmother's kindness, but he didn't want his grandfather to have friction with the younger generation, so he could only send a car to each of the three families.

Although they were the lowest-end models, they were still worth over 100,000 yuan. He believed his cousins and their wives would be very willing to accept them.

Of course, this couldn't compare to the future price of the Siheyuan, but at the current stage, the value had doubled or tripled.

A week later, Zhang Ping'an received a call from his grandfather at home.

"Ping'an, you child..."

"Grandfather, I didn't refuse what you gave me. You must also let my uncles and aunt accept these cars."

"Good, good, good."

At this time, the families of the eldest and second uncles were all very awkward. When they returned, they had mentioned how his grandfather handled the Sijiucheng courtyard. Although no one said anything out loud, they all felt bitter inside.

Such a large courtyard, and in Sijiucheng, it had to be worth at least 20,000 or 30,000 yuan. If sold, each family could get 10,000 yuan, and when split among them, they could get 3,000 or 4,000 each.

But now they hadn't gotten a cent. One could imagine the mood of the cousins' wives, and they inevitably complained to their husbands at home.

But now, looking at a brand-new car parked at their door, all their previous unhappiness vanished, and they even felt that his grandfather had done the right thing.

They didn't know the exact price of the car, but it looked expensive. Around here, even a tractor cost several thousand or ten thousand yuan, so this car had to be at least 30,000 or 50,000.

"Ping'an, this child... sigh, it's no wonder the old man values him so much. We really can't compare."

The eldest uncle could feel the change in his three daughters-in-law's attitudes over these past few days. Looking at his eldest nephew's conduct, he sighed inwardly.

"Remember, this was all given by your grandfather. You must be filial in the future."

"We know, Father."

Mid-levels, Xiangjiang, villa complex.

"Brother Ping'an, take a look at our new home. How is it?"

"Mm, not bad, not bad."

A three-story villa covering over a thousand square meters, with twenty-three bedrooms of various sizes, two kitchens, and a basement.

The environment here was impeccable, and the front and back yards were five or six hundred square meters; it was enough for Zhang Ping'an's entire extended family to live in.

Scattered around were ten villas, and on the outermost perimeter were twenty townhouses, all intended for the company's middle and senior management to live in later.

"Brother-in-law, I plan to establish our group's new headquarters in Xiangjiang. What do you think?"

"That works too."

In fact, the Oriental Group already had its own headquarters, but it was just an office building they had bought, which really didn't match the current status of the Oriental Group.

"Why not establish headquarters and branches in Xiangjiang, Pengcheng, Sijiucheng, and Modu simultaneously? It can be considered the first step of our entry into domestic real estate."

"That's great, but what about the manpower?"

"That's fine, we just need to provide the money. You arrange for people to conduct on-site inspections after the New Year, and then coordinate with the local government. For a nine-story company branch, I believe it can be built in less than a year."

Especially in Pengcheng, where there is a speed of one floor every three days. Perhaps they don't have that technology yet, but it will be a matter of a year or two at most.

The north might be affected by the weather, so the speed might be slower, but it should take about a year to complete the main structure.

"Alright, by the way, brother-in-law, do you want to go take a look at Clothing Factory No. 2? It's already finished in Pengcheng, and we can start hiring after the New Year."

"No need, I'm very at ease with you keeping an eye on it."

"Hehe, that's true," Lou Xiaoe giggled foolishly.

"Are you all going back for the New Year this year? I'm thinking of visiting Weidong and Weijun's fathers-in-law before the New Year, so that after the first lunar month, Weidong and Weijun can get married early, and we can hold our grandchildren sooner."

"Alright."

"That's settled then. I'll go back and let them know first; you all come back once Wanqiu and the others are on winter break."

"Mm, alright."

Zhang Ping'an returned to Sijiucheng and went straight to Guan Daye's house.

"Fine, they are indeed getting on in years and should get married." Xiaoguan would be twenty-one after the New Year.

"That's good, Uncle Guan. I'll come over with Xiao Ling at the end of the year to propose."

"Mm, alright."

Zhang Ping'an made another trip to Yantai; come to think of it, he hadn't met this in-law yet.

"Weijun, what do you think? Your eldest brother has already agreed; I was thinking, do you want to hold the wedding together?"

"Dad, I have no problem with that. Let me ask Shujun what she thinks."

"Mm, and ask Shujun's parents as well. We should meet up, and at the end of the year, your mother and I will go to propose for you."

"Mm, mm, alright."

In fact, aside from not having crossed that final line, Zhang Weijun and Liu Shujun could be said to know each other very well.

That same day, when Zhang Weijun went to pick up Liu Shujun, he brought up the matter.

"Mm, alright, then I'll go back and tell my parents."