The heavens set sail from the courtyard

When Guan Zhizhi saw Wang Gang bringing out two plates of food, she immediately dropped her bag and ran up to give Wang Gang a hug.

"Be careful not to spill the food." Wang Gang opened his arms and held the food steadily.

"Honey, you're so nice." Guan Zhizhi buried her head in Wang Gang's chest and said intoxicatedly.

Wang Gang's mouth corners slightly raised.

Guan Zhizhi let go of Wang Gang after hugging him for a few seconds, helped bring the dishes to the table, and even picked up a bite of the food with her hands.

"You haven't washed your hands yet." Wang Gang reminded.

"I can't help it, it smells so good!" Guan Zhizhi asked as she ate: "Husband, have you learned a skill behind my back? Your cooking skills have improved!"

Wang Gang explained: "I learned to make these two dishes today by following the recipe. They taste pretty good, right?"

Guan Zhizhi gave a thumbs up and said, "That's great. With your cooking skills, you can definitely open a restaurant."

Although Guan Zhizhi's words were exaggerated, Wang Gang's cooking skills were indeed amazing. He could create unique flavors for simple home-cooked dishes and successfully captured Guan Zhizhi's stomach.

"Go wash your hands quickly, I'll bring the soup out." Wang Gang reminded.

"Okay, husband." Guan Zhizhi smiled and walked towards the bathroom.

Wang Gang went into the kitchen and brought out the stewed pork ribs soup along with the pot, then served two bowls of rice and sat down to wait for Guan Zhizhi.

After Guan Zhizhi washed her hands, she sat down at the dining table. The two of them really looked like a young couple.

"Honey, my mother is urging me again. She wants me to go home during the Qingming Festival." Guan Zhizhi said to Wang Gang while eating.

"Going home to worship your ancestors?" Wang Gang asked.

"Yeah." Guan Zhizhi pokes her chopsticks and says, "Do you have any plans for Qingming Festival?"

Wang Gang said: "Not yet. I don't have many projects on hand. I should be able to take a break during the Qingming Festival."

In order to buy a house in the capital, Zhou Shihui, in addition to his work at the Architecture Institute, also took on some private jobs. Otherwise, it would have been impossible for him to buy a house before the age of 30.

"Please accompany me home on Qingming Festival! My parents have been wanting to see you for a long time." Guan Zhizhi said carefully.

Wang Gang immediately understood that Guan Zhizhi wanted to get married.

Although Guan Zhizhi called him her husband, they actually had never obtained a marriage certificate and had never met each other's parents.

Through Zhou Shihui's memory, Wang Gang knew that the host had his own little thoughts.

Guan Zhizhi started dating Zhou Shihui when they were in college. She was attracted by Zhou Shihui's down-to-earth and hardworking character, and his background as a graduate from a prestigious university. The two confirmed their relationship early on and even lived in the basement together.

As the saying goes, people are only disturbed by what they cannot get, and those who get it easily do not know how to cherish it.

Zhou Shihui also made the same mistake. He kept dragging Guan Zhizhi out of marriage, and he might have had some ideas in his mind about meeting someone better.

Guan Zhizhi is a very smart person. She has vaguely sensed Zhou Shihui's attitude. Going home to worship ancestors during the Qingming Festival is, after all, a test.

"Okay, I'll borrow Huang Zhenhua's car later." Wang Gang put down his chopsticks and said, "Let's go shopping on the weekend and buy some things to bring back. It's my first visit, so I can't go empty-handed."

Seeing Wang Gang agree so readily, Guan Zhizhi smiled and said, "You don't need an expensive gift, just buy something casual."

Wang Gang said: "This time when I go back, I will talk to your parents about marriage. Tell me what the rules are in your hometown first."

Guan Zhizhi probably didn't expect Wang Gang to take the initiative to propose marriage, and her expression froze for a moment.

"Do you really want to get married?" Guan Zhizhi hesitated.

"You don't want to?" Wang Gang asked back.

"No, that's not it. Whenever I mentioned marriage before, didn't you always say it was not the right time?"

"Before, we didn't have a house. Now we have one. It's a little small, but we will work hard to get a bigger one." Wang Gang explained. Guan Zhizhi was touched and said, "Husband, you are so nice."

Wang Gang smiled and said nothing.

In fact, Wang Gang looked down on Zhou Shihui. The girl had been with him for six or seven years, enduring hardships as a migrant worker in Beijing without a single complaint. Yet Zhou Shihui refused to even give her a status. It was really unacceptable.

After dinner, Guan Zhizhi took the initiative to wash the dishes. She hummed a tune in the kitchen while washing the dishes, and seemed to be in a good mood.

Wang Gang tidied up the house and then thought about his future plans.

Although Guan Zhizhi is a very pragmatic girl and has no requirements for marriage gifts, Wang Gang cannot remain silent.

In order to buy a house, Zhou Shihui almost emptied his family's savings. His parents in his hometown also took out some money, and there was not much balance in his savings book.

Making money is naturally not difficult for Wang Gang. It is now 2000, and he has plenty of ways to make money in his mind.

Even though Zhou Shihui's income from work is not low, he can still earn some extra money on the side, so he is considered a high-income earner in the capital.

Guan Zhizhi's work is not so good, but it is above average. It is definitely unrealistic for her to make a fortune, but it is easy for her to live a good life.

Wang Gang turned on the computer to check the stock market information, and Guan Zhizhi happened to come out after washing the dishes.

"Why do you care about the stock market?"

"Just take a look." Wang Gang said indifferently.

"Just take a look, don't buy anything. I know a lot of people who lost money speculating in stocks." Guan Zhizhi washed some fruit, brought it to Wang Gang and sat down.

Wang Gang said: "I just want to know. Several of my colleagues buy stocks, and I can't get a word in when they are chatting."

Guan Zhizhi fed a piece of apple to Wang Gang's mouth.

"In the end, stocks are still gambling. You can't control the rise and fall. We earn a lot of money every month, so there's no need to take risks."

"You know, I still owe some money to my hometown when I bought this house, and I want to pay it back as soon as possible," Wang Gang explained.

"It's okay. After we get married, we can work together to pay it back slowly." Guan Zhizhi said with longing:
"I've calculated it. My current monthly salary is 1,600 yuan, and yours is 2,500 yuan. If we add in the private work, 5,000 to 6,000 yuan a month won't be a problem. As long as we work hard, we can pay off the debt in five years at most."

Wang Gang looked at the woman in front of him with a beaming smile on her face, and despised Zhou Shihui again in his heart.

Although Guan Zhizhi verbally disagreed with Wang Gang buying stocks, she still accompanied him to browse the stock market, mainly to keep him company.

At nine o'clock in the evening, Wang Gang went to take a shower first. Guan Zhizhi washed all the clothes that Wang Gang had taken off before returning to the bedroom.

Wang Gang was sitting on the bed reading a book. Guan Zhizhi walked in wearing a bright red silk pajamas and coughed lightly, which caught Wang Gang's attention.

"I bought a new pair of pajamas. Do they look good on me?" Guan Zhizhi said to Wang Gang with a seductive look.

Guan Zhizhi's new pajamas are very sexy. She must have bought them specially to get Zhou Shihui to agree to go back home together. In the end, she didn't use them, but Guan Zhizhi didn't want to waste them.

If Wang Gang is still reading at this time, he is really not a man.

Soon the sounds of men and women playing could be heard in the bedroom.

An hour later, Guan Zhizhi stared at the ceiling with lifeless eyes, feeling a little exhausted both physically and mentally.

"Honey, you're a little different today."

"Are you satisfied?"

“Satisfied, very satisfied!”

"Again?"

"No, let me slow down a little bit." (End of this chapter)