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The brand-new property certificate was still warm from the ink in my hand.

The red seal was stamped on it, and every word was clearly written.

Lin Xiulan's fingers gently caressed the three characters on the property certificate, her heart still floating, as if she were walking on clouds.

Until Lu Qingshan used that heavy set of brass keys to open the red-lacquered door.

"Squeak—"

After a long, drawn-out sound of the door opening, Lu Qingshan led her across the high threshold.

"Honey, we're home."

He slammed the door shut, completely shutting out the noise from outside.

A complete little courtyard, belonging only to the two of them, quietly appeared before their eyes.

Lin Xiulan looked at the crabapple tree with its graceful branches in the yard, at the clean ground paved with bluestone slabs, and at the rustic well in the corner, her eyes seemed to be filled with stars.

She broke free from Lu Qingshan's hand and strode into the main room.

Inside the room was the eight-immortal table that Grandpa Qian had given him, along with several chairs, and a tall solid wood cabinet standing in the corner.

She reached out and carefully touched the tabletop, then the carved patterns on the cabinet door; they were cool to the touch and felt heavy.

"Qingshan, this is all good timber."

She turned her head, her joy barely concealed.

But as she smiled, the radiance on her face slowly faded, and she sighed softly.

"It's just too expensive."

"Two thousand two hundred yuan could build a bigger yard in our village, and spending so much money at once still makes me feel uneasy..."

Her voice was low, and the unfinished words clearly carried a sense of heartache.

That's over two thousand yuan, not twenty yuan, it's two hundred yuan.

The Lu family has already spent almost all their savings to raise the dowry for her.

Now that he's spent so much money all at once, his family's savings must be completely depleted.

Lu Qingshan walked over, wrapped his arms around her waist from behind, and gently rested his chin on her shoulder.

"Xiulan".

His voice was warm, whispering in her ear.

"If I lose the money, I'll earn it back."

"But if you don't have a home, no matter how much money you earn, you're just drifting aimlessly."

He took her hand and led her to the center of the courtyard, showing her the three main rooms and two side rooms.

"This is where we are rooted in the provincial capital."

"Look how big this yard is. When my parents and grandparents come to visit, they can stay comfortably without having to squeeze into that small mud house in the village."

"When we have children in the future, they can run around in this yard. The school is right outside the yard. It's so convenient."

Upon hearing the word "child," Lin Xiulan's cheeks flushed instantly, and the slight distress over the money she felt was dispelled by an inexplicable sweetness.

Yes, this is their home.

She looked at Lu Qingshan, saw the seriousness in his eyes, and nodded vigorously.

"Um."

When she was in a good mood, Lin Xiulan's innate diligence kicked in.

She rolled up her sleeves, found an old rag that Grandpa hadn't taken with him, drew water from the well, and started working.

"Qingshan, move that chair to the yard, I'll wipe it."

"The cabinet also needs to be wiped down; it smells inside."

When she gave instructions, she was very organized and methodical.

Lu Qingshan didn't say much; he did whatever his wife asked, taking care of all the heavy lifting.

The two of them worked together, one wiping and the other carrying, and soon they were covered in a light sweat.

The empty house gradually came to life with warmth and a sense of home as the two of them tidied it up.

Lin Xiulan wiped the tables, chairs, and benches until they shone, and then opened the windows one by one to let in the sunlight, making the room bright and airy.

She looked at the fruits of her labor, a satisfied smile on her face.

Lu Qingshan leaned against the door frame and watched her busy figure inside the room, which made him feel at ease.

"Let's take a break, I'm going to buy something."

As he spoke, he grabbed his bag and went out the door.

Lin Xiulan wanted to tell him not to waste money, but she swallowed the words back.

This is our new home, we should celebrate!

Not long after, Lu Qingshan returned.

He carried a piece of pork belly with alternating layers of fat and lean meat in his left hand, a bag of white high-gluten flour in his right hand, and a bunch of bright green vegetables around his neck.

"Today, I'll show you what I've got."

Lu Qingshan placed the things on the octagonal table and said to Lin Xiulan with a smile.

There are old pots and stoves left by the wealthy old man in the kitchen. Although they haven't been used for a long time, they can still be used to start a fire after being cleaned.

Lin Xiulan deftly boiled water, while Lu Qingshan skillfully chopped meat and kneaded dough.

He has excellent knife skills; he sliced ​​the pork belly into evenly thin slices.

The kneading process was also very methodical; in no time, it was kneaded into a smooth dough.

Lin Xiu watched from the side, her eyes full of curiosity.

"Qingshan, you can cook?"

"I used to run around in the mountains all by myself, so I had to know a little bit about everything."

Lu Qingshan answered casually as he rolled out the dough.

Although Xiulan was puzzled, she didn't ask any further questions, assuming that Lu Qingshan had learned it some time ago.

Soon, the aroma of meat and noodles filled the small kitchen.

As dusk fell, a steaming plate of pork and cabbage dumplings, a plate of richly flavored braised pork, and a bowl of light vegetable soup were placed on the table.

The two sat facing each other, a red candle burning on the table, its flickering light illuminating their faces.

Lin Xiulan picked up a dumpling, took a bite, and found the meat juice delicious and the dough chewy. She couldn't help but smile.

"tasty."

Lu Qingshan put a large piece of braised pork into her bowl.

"Eat more if it's delicious, you're so thin."

Lin Xiulan also served him food, and the two chatted back and forth without saying much, but the atmosphere in the room was so warm and inviting that it seemed to overflow with warmth.

After finishing his meal, Lu Qingshan cleared away the dishes.

When he came out of the kitchen, he saw Lin Xiulan sitting at the table, carefully looking at the property certificate by candlelight.

He walked over, took out the remaining money from his bag, and pushed it, along with the property certificate, in front of Lin Xiulan.

"Xiulan, keep these safe."

A thick stack of "Great Unity" bills, along with a few loose bills, totaled more than 1,900 yuan.

Lin Xiulan was startled and quickly pushed the money back.

"No, Qingshan, keep this money. You'll need it for many things outside."

Lu Qingshan held her hand, preventing her from retreating.

His large, warm palm enveloped hers with an irresistible force.

"I told you, you're in charge of all the money in the house."

He looked into her eyes and spoke earnestly, word by word.

"Keep the property certificate; your name is on it. You are the mistress of this house."

"From now on, every penny I earn will be given to you."

In the candlelight, his eyes were deep, filled with trust and commitment.

Lin Xiulan's heart was pounding, and her cheeks were burning hot.

She looked at the money and property certificate on the table, then at the man in front of her.

She bit her lip, finally giving up on refusing, and carefully put the money and property certificate into her cloth bag.

At that moment, she felt the cloth bag was heavy, containing not only money, but also a man's complete trust and her future reliance.

Late at night.

After a quick wash, the two lay down on the solid wood bed left by Grandpa Qian.

The bed was spacious, and the bedding was brand new, smelling of sunshine.

Lin Xiulan lay somewhat awkwardly on the outside, her body stiff and straight.

Lu Qingshan hugged her from behind, encircling her completely in his arms.

"Go to sleep. Until the wedding..."

His voice sounded exceptionally clear in the quiet night.

Lin Xiulan's body slowly relaxed, leaning against his firm chest, listening to his strong heartbeat, and she slept soundly through the night.

The next day, just as dawn was breaking.

Lu Qingshan then woke up.

He looked at Lin Xiulan, who was sleeping peacefully in his arms, quietly got up, and dressed.

In the courtyard, the large bags of mountain produce brought from the village were still leaning against the corner of the wall.

Lu Qingshan walked over, untied a bag, and took out the letter Su Haiming had written to him.

The settlement arrangements are complete.

Next, it's time to get down to the really important stuff.

He packed his things, carefully put the letter and samples into his satchel, and then glanced back at the quiet room.

Then, he stepped out of the courtyard and headed towards the most impressive state-owned restaurant in the provincial capital.

Guo Haipeng was waiting for him there.