After returning to Qinghong's residence, Cao Zhiqiang greeted Qinghong casually, and then sat on the sofa with a little tiredness.

Seeing Cao Zhiqiang's appearance, Qinghong, who was watching TV, immediately turned off the TV and walked over and asked, "What's wrong, are you very tired?"

Cao Zhiqiang pinched his temples: "Somewhat."

Well, what Cao Zhiqiang said about fatigue is not physically tired, but mentally.

After all, I was going to meet the leader and I must have been highly focused. I didn’t think anything was there at that time. This time I came back, I immediately felt a little tired.

Qinghong didn't know how to comfort her, but said, "Then, I'll give you some hot water. You soak your feet. Soaking your feet can relieve fatigue."

"Okay." Cao Zhiqiang nodded.

But soon, Cao Zhiqiang blinked and smiled wickedly: "But I want you to soak your feet with me."

Qinghong bit her lip, gave Cao Zhiqiang a blank look, and then went silently to prepare for foot washing water.

Looking at Qinghong's busy appearance, Cao Zhiqiang smiled slightly.

I have to say that to this day, Cao Zhiqiang feels that it is a correct decision to turn Qinghong over.

Qinghong doesn't talk much and doesn't ask questions all day long in your ears. She also has the ability to serve people, at least she has great eyesight when serving herself.

In addition, Qinghong is also very capable in doing housework.

She is a master of all housekeeping tasks such as cleaning the room, buying groceries, cooking and washing clothes, and even skillfully uses a sewing machine to sew and make clothes.

The only thing that is not very good is that her cooking skills are too poor and the food she cooks is not very good to Cao Zhiqiang's taste.

However, Qinghong has a strong learning ability, at least it is very good at cooking.

During the period of living with Qinghong, in order to satisfy his verbal desires, Cao Zhiqiang did not want to cook all day long, so he wrote down a few recipes for home-cooked dishes he loved, bought all the equipment, and personally set a demonstration for Qinghong.

Although Qinghong does not have Cao Zhiqiang's ability to roll the spoon and knife skills, Qinghong is patient and willing to study hard, so she only needs to follow the regulations in the recipe written by Cao Zhiqiang, copy it according to the gourd, make it a few more times, and you can always do it very much.

At least, the food made by Qinghong is still tasted good. Judging from the standards of home-cooked dishes, Qinghong is already very good.

Especially some baked pastries, such as baking steamed buns, baking bread, baking cakes, and some cookies, etc., are getting better and better.

Although there were many baking additives not available during this period, the relatively original method actually tasted good.

For example, she followed the recipe given by Cao Zhiqiang and made toast and cake made of yeast, milk, eggs, and honey and noodles, which tasted pretty good.

In addition, she also learned to fry fried dough sticks, fry cakes and scorched rings, and also made soy milk by herself.

Therefore, Cao Zhiqiang's later brunch and dinner were basically handled by Qinghong.

Beautiful and not talking much, capable of doing housework and considerate people. What else do you ask for such a woman?

This is a typical good wife and mother!

"The water is coming."

Just as Cao Zhiqiang was thinking about it, Qinghong had already brought a wooden basin of hot water over.

"Take off your shoes and socks." Qinghong said, "This is the pepper water I cooked. Using this foot to soak your feet not only relieves fatigue, but also kills bacteria and relieves itching, and has a particularly good effect."

"Okay." Cao Zhiqiang was about to bend down to take off his shoes when he suddenly turned his eyes and lay back on the sofa, "Oh, your waist is a little sore, please help me take it off."

Qinghong shook her head and didn't say much. She put down the hot water first, then began to squat down and take off Cao Zhiqiang's shoes and socks.

Seeing Qinghong's appearance, for some reason, a very warm feeling suddenly surged in Cao Zhiqiang's heart.

Alas, how long has it been since no one gave me foot wash and took off my shoes and socks?

Sure enough, a big man still needs a woman behind him.

A man who has women to serve is really not ordinary happiness.

At this moment, Cao Zhiqiang suddenly had an idea.

That is, he really wants to marry Qinghong as his wife now.

Sincere!

"Qinghong!" Cao Zhiqiang suddenly spoke.

"Hmm?" Qinghong, who had taken off Cao Zhiqiang's shoes and was taking off Cao Zhiqiang's socks, raised her head, "What's the matter?"

"Qinghong, let's get married." Cao Zhiqiang said.

"Ah?" Qinghong was stunned for a moment, "This, this..."

"Why, you don't want to?"

"No." Qinghong suddenly felt a little at a loss, "It's just too sudden, and..."

"And what?" Cao Zhiqiang asked.

Qinghong frowned slightly and said, "And, my household registration book is not here. If I don't have a household registration book, how can we get married?"

"Haha, you said this, it's simple." Cao Zhiqiang shook his head.

"It's okay. When I'm free when I'm free, I'll go back with you and tell your parents well.

As long as I am sincere and give the gifts high, I don’t believe your parents don’t agree!

Even if your dad doesn’t agree, your mom will agree!

After all, I am such a good son-in-law, and it is hard to find a lantern.

If your parents have some brains, they will never object to our affairs."

Qinghong gave Cao Zhiqiang a white look: "I boast about myself again!"

"Hmph!" Cao Zhiqiang raised his neck and looked like I was so awesome, "I'm called self-confidence, do you understand?"

Think about it yourself. Are there any men you know better than me?”

"Yes, yes, you'd better be fine, right?" Qinghong smiled angrily, "But Zhiqiang, even if that's the case, it seems that we can't get married now."

"Why can't you get married yet?" Cao Zhiqiang asked, "Where are there any questions besides your parents? Who can object?"

Qinghong shook her head and said, "No, I heard that a new marriage law is coming out now. If a man or a woman wants to get married, the man must be over twenty-two years old and the woman is over twenty years old. We, we are all nineteen years old and are still young. We should not be old enough to get a marriage certificate and cannot get a marriage certificate."

"Huh? Right!" Cao Zhiqiang slapped his mind, "I forgot that there is still this one."

But soon, Cao Zhiqiang looked at Qinghong strangely: "Strange, do you still know the new marriage law?"

Qinghong shook her head and said, "I didn't know either, but Xiaozhen was my best friend before. She told me about this privately, so I remember it."

"Oh, that's it." Cao Zhiqiang nodded and expressed his understanding.

Indeed, Qinghong has a good girlfriend named Xiaozhen. She had eloped with a married man before. Since that's the case, she would definitely inquire about marriage and then quietly tell Qinghong that it was normal.

"Stop talking about those." Qinghong said at this time, "Soak your feet quickly, it will be bad if the water is cold."

Cao Zhiqiang nodded and slowly put his feet in hot water.

Not to mention, it feels very comfortable to soak your feet in hot water.

"Hiss... it's cool!" Cao Zhiqiang said in an instant.

Qinghong stroked the ends of her hair, stood up and smiled, "If you feel comfortable, just soak it for a while. I'll make you a longan lotus seed soup, which can nourish blood and calm the mind and restore fatigue."

"Wait." Cao Zhiqiang suddenly grabbed Qinghong's hand, "Don't rush to do anything, come here first and soak your feet with me."

Qinghong bit her lip: "But, but..."

"But what, are you not happy?" Cao Zhiqiang smiled.

Qinghong lowered her head: "But I haven't washed my feet yet, and I, my feet are not clean."

"That's okay." Cao Zhiqiang smiled, "It's just right, let's wash your feet together to save worry, labor and water."

Qinghong raised her head and gave Cao Zhiqiang a blank look: "Excuse me, I just want to do something bad to me!"

"Then do you agree or not?" Cao Zhiqiang blinked at Qinghong.

"Oh." Qinghong couldn't help but smile, then sighed with a sad look, "What if I don't agree? Who made me, who made me a weak woman, fell into the claws of you, the big bad guy?"

"Since that's the case, then come!" Cao Zhiqiang smiled and tried hard, and immediately pulled Qinghong into his arms.
Chapter completed!