Wang Qiu and Xinghua were getting along splendidly, and Dong Liang was happy just watching them. It seemed bringing Xinghua home was the right move. Now that his mom had met her and formed a good impression, she wouldn't object to their relationship.
"Xinghua, dear, don't go. Stay for lunch here with me. I don't have many fine dishes, but I hope you don't mind."
Wang Qiu insisted Xinghua stay. For now, she was quite satisfied with the girl.
"Auntie, please don't say that. Food is food, and I'm happy just to have something to eat. How could I possibly be picky? I'll help you cook in a little while."
Xinghua readily agreed.
"No, no, you don't have to. I can manage on my own. It's your first time visiting, how could I let you lift a finger?"
Wang Qiu was delighted. 'This future daughter-in-law of mine is pretty, speaks so frankly, and seems hardworking, too. I really can't find any fault with her.'
