Bu Ling, a vagabond from the apocalypse, transmigrates to a fictional seventies era. She faces a hellish starting difficulty. After a month of playing nice, she eventually sends off all of the orig...
Seeing his behavior, his aunt's angry expression softened: "Little Si, it's okay if you don't like Hua Hin. What kind do you like? Tell your aunt, and your aunt will arrange it for you."
"As for me~" Sangzi pondered for a moment, "I like someone with a higher position than me, or someone richer than me, that's fine. As for age, it doesn't matter, I don't care about that, as long as they're younger than you, that's enough." He said earnestly.
As if oblivious to his aunt's horrified expression, he continued to add fuel to the fire: "Or someone older would be fine too, older people know how to care for others."
"Sang~zi~" Auntie said, enunciating each word clearly, "You better be serious."
"I'm very serious," Sangzi said, looking at her aunt with confusion. "My request isn't too difficult, is it?"
The aunt choked, of course it wasn't that difficult, but: "Little Si, I asked you to find a wife so you'd have a companion, so you'd have someone to rely on when you're old. I didn't ask you to find a mother for yourself."
"Aunt, I'm just looking for someone to rely on. As for what happens when I get old, I'll deal with that when I'm old," Sang Zi said nonchalantly.
Even though his aunt knew he was talking nonsense, she was still quite angry: "You're just trying to make me angry!"
"I didn't!" Sangzi felt very innocent and began to present the facts and reason with her aunt:
“Aunt, I like someone who is better than me, in any way. As for companionship in old age, that’s something I need to think about when I’m old. Besides, I still have Xiao Qi and Xiao Xingxing. They are enough.”
When she said her last words, Sang Zi's eyes, though slightly smiling, were full of seriousness.
"Are you planning to grow old alone?" After a long while, the aunt finally asked.
"Not really, I just don't have any plans to find a partner right now," Sangzi replied.
Seeing the seriousness in his eyes, his aunt deflated and slumped onto the stool, saying dejectedly, "Whatever."
Sangzi smiled and said, "Thank you, Auntie!"
Auntie was exasperated: "Get out of here! Go next door and call Dongzi and his wife for dinner!"
"good."