The poor girl from the 1970s was forced to kiss by the damp educated youth.

Chen Zhi has become even more beautiful; she can be spotted in a crowd at a glance.

The gazes of Li Zhou'an, Zhao Jinbao, and the other three were so intense that it was impossible for Xi Lang and Chen Zhi not to notice.

Their eyes met.

Xi Lang remained expressionless, while Chen Zhi was completely stunned.

Yang Wenyu was the first to come to his senses and quickly walked down the steps. "Xi Lang, Chen Zhi, you're here too!"

Xi Lang nodded slightly to Yang Wenyu as a greeting.

Chen Zhi looked delighted, "You're all in Beijing!"

What a coincidence!

"Yes, isn't that too much of a coincidence?" In such a large city as Beijing, it's incredible that we could run into each other.

Yang Wenyu watched Zhao Jinbao's constantly changing expression and sighed inwardly. This time, Zhao Jinbao should finally give up. Chen Zhi not only found Xi Lang, but their relationship seemed to have improved even more.

"The four of us got into universities in Beijing and came here to study." Chen Xiuzhen's tone was filled with a sense of superiority as she slightly raised her beautiful pointed chin, like a proud peacock.

Chen Zhi ignored Chen Xiuzhen and looked at Yang Wenyu and Zhao Jinbao, saying, "Congratulations to you both."

"Thank you." Zhao Jinbao smiled, but his heart felt as bitter as if he had swallowed a bitter pill.

"Zhou'an got into the best university in Beijing!" Chen Xiuzhen grabbed Li Zhou'an's arm and continued to boast.

Li Zhou'an didn't speak, but for a moment, he couldn't help but wonder if Chen Zhi would regret not choosing him and marrying Xi Lang instead, now that he had been admitted to the best university in Beijing.

"Congratulations." Chen Zhi said frankly, seemingly genuinely happy for them.

She didn't care.

Li Zhou'an said "thank you," a hint of disappointment flashing in his eyes.

Chen Xiuzhen couldn't find a trace of jealousy or disappointment on Chen Zhi's face; she remained calm and composed. She hated Chen Zhi's demeanor!

Undeterred, Chen Xiuzhen asked again, "Chen Zhi, you and Xi Lang haven't been back to Sandong Village for so long. What have you been doing in Beijing? Have you found a job?"

Chen Zhi frowned; she really disliked Chen Xiuzhen's aggressive tone.

"I currently work at the Beijing Calligraphy Association as a director. Zhizhi runs a flower shop and has hired workers. She doesn't need to go to work; she just needs to check the accounts occasionally." Xi Lang took Chen Zhi's soft, boneless hand. "I can't bear to see her go to work. It's not only hard work, but she might also have to put up with bad tempers. It would break my heart."

"..."

In recent years, people have been chanting slogans like "Labor is glorious" and "Women hold up half the sky." Women's contributions have been recognized, their status has improved, and their lives have become better. But the hardships and exhaustion are real.

Not everyone is hardworking and enduring hardship, nor does everyone enjoy hard work; Chen Xiuzhen herself does not.

Working in the fields would tan her skin, make her hands and feet rough and calloused, and give her skin a calloused appearance... She disliked any kind of work that would make her look ugly. Even going to work at the supply and marketing cooperative, where she rode a bicycle every day, the wind would crack her skin.

Chen Zhi actually owns a flower shop and even employs workers!

Chen Xiuzhen was so jealous that her face was contorted.

The other three men's attention was on Xi Lang. They thought of the calligraphy they had seen at the calligraphy exhibition last time, which was signed by Xi Lang.

What they were unwilling and dared not believe was now confirmed to be true by the original owner.

Who is Xi Lang? How did he manage to infiltrate the Beijing Calligraphy Association and even become a director?

Li Zhou'an felt uneasy. He thought he had far surpassed Xi Lang, but suddenly found that Xi Lang was also making progress and had reached a position that he could not reach now.

However, he was confident in himself and believed that given time, he would catch up with Xi Lang and even surpass him.

He will be a graduate of Peking University in the future.

Xi Lang was unaware of Li Zhou'an's ulterior motives. He was quite unhappy; his pleasant trip had been ruined by the sudden appearance of four people. What started as a trip for two had become a trip for six. He and Chen Zhi had only been inside for a short while when Li Zhou'an and his group of four arrived much earlier and were now heading out.

We're all from the same place and haven't seen each other for a long time. When we meet again, we should definitely sit down and have a chat.

Yang Wenyu suggested going to a nearby restaurant for a meal, but when they came out, they found there were no restaurants around. They walked quite a distance to find one, only to discover a long queue outside.

"Recently, travel restrictions have been less strict, and more people are coming out to travel," Li Zhou'an explained.

Chen Zhi glanced at the sky and said, "Then let's go to our house for a while."

Li Zhou'an and the other three were very curious about Chen Zhi, or more precisely, about Xi Lang's family, but they never dared to ask.

Given Xi Lang's attitude towards them, their intuition was that even if they asked, Xi Lang wouldn't tell them.

They didn't want to make a fool of themselves or become disliked.

But now that Chen Zhi brought it up, all four of them's eyes lit up.

Li Zhou'an asked, "Is it convenient?"

Yang Wenyu also said, "Shouldn't we inform our family first, and then visit them the next day?"

Chen Xiuzhen was even more direct, "With so many people living in the house, will there be enough room for us to sit back?"

Housing is scarce these days, and it's common for seven or eight people to squeeze into one room. Even families with better financial situations have larger houses, which can still house more than a dozen people. If you suddenly bring people home, there won't be enough chairs, let alone enough room to stand.

Chen Zhi glanced at Chen Xiuzhen and said, "Don't worry, what you're worried about won't happen."

On the way back, Zhao Jinbao and Yang Wenyu mostly chatted with Chen Zhi about what had happened in Sandong Village after Chen Zhi came to Beijing.

Zhao Jinbao: "Will you and Xi Lang go back to Sandong Village in the future?"

"Go back," Chen Zhi blurted out.

Xi Lang nodded in agreement, "Zhizhi can go wherever she wants."

"..."

Why has Xi Lang suddenly become so fond of showing off his love?

Zhao Jinbao felt as if his heart was being pierced by needles.

"Are you going back to stay for a long time? What about Beijing?" Yang Wenyu asked curiously. They've come all the way to the city, yet some people still want to go back to the countryside.

"My work isn't busy, and the flower shop can hire someone. It's fine." If the flower shop is too busy, they can just close it down. Xi Lang didn't think this was a problem.

He earned over 100,000 yuan on his trip back from Hong Kong, so he's not short of money.

Yang Wenyu couldn't help but feel envious, "You two live such a carefree life."

Chen Zhi and Xi Lang exchanged a glance, neither denying it.

At this moment, Chen Xiuzhen suddenly spoke up, "Have we gone to the wrong place? Why are we going back again? The scenic area is just ahead."

Chen Zhi stopped. "I didn't go to the wrong place, this is the place."

Chen Xiuzhen also stopped and looked around. High walls and courtyards stretched out, and there was only one vermilion gate within a hundred meters along this road. Was this some kind of palace? Or an undeveloped tourist attraction?

It can't be someone's house, can it?

Just as Chen Xiuzhen was about to make a sarcastic remark, she saw Chen Zhi take out a key, walk up the steps, and unlock the door!

"..."