Meng Ping, with a handsome face that still carried a hint of his previous carefree attitude, lit a familiar cigarette. Remembering that the old man's health wasn't good and shouldn't be affected, he suggested, "Why don't we sit outside and enjoy some sunshine?"
"Okay!"
So the three moved outside and lit up their cigarettes, beginning to puff away.
"I haven't congratulated you yet!" Meng Ping nodded at Xu Qigang, "Congratulations on marrying her; you must have built up good karma in your past life."
That comment was a bit impolite, and Su Hai was about to speak when Xu Qigang raised his hand to stop him. He looked at Meng Ping and nodded in agreement, "You're right! It indeed is my good fortune."
Meng Ping just shrugged, not saying a word.
The three continued to smoke, moving on to their second cigarettes, and Meng Ping continued, "Thanks for the newspaper thing, that was a huge help. I owe you one."
