Chapter 33 Qingqing, do you know what a mess you made today...?
When Nie Qingqing returned home, Tangyuan and Xiaoyuan were asleep. She waved the car keys in her hand and showed them to Song Zhao, who had been waiting for her: "Tomorrow is my day off. Lawyer He gave me the car. After I deliver the documents, I can go and take care of Lehan's matter."
Song Zhao genuinely felt that she was getting better and better, and couldn't help but smile happily.
Late at night, he was laughing at her like that. Nie Qingqing touched her face and asked, "What happy thing have you thought of this time?"
Song Zhao: "I was thinking, if you were this good before we got married, you wouldn't have been interested in me."
Nie Qingqing's success today is thanks to Song Zhao holding her hand and walking with her. She doesn't dwell on things that didn't happen. She's extremely satisfied with her current life, and it will be even better when Xiaoyin comes back for summer vacation.
She urged Song Zhao to rest: "Don't think nonsense, go to sleep."
Song Zhao's focus was on her having a day off tomorrow, so he came up and hugged her: "You don't need to get up early, so it's okay to sleep in the evening, right?"
Nie Qingqing quickly pushed him away, letting her smell the odor on him: "We're having hot pot tonight, you'll all smell like hot pot. I'm going to take a shower first."
Not being rejected, Song Zhao was very happy: "Then I'll get into bed first and warm the blankets for you."
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The next day, since she didn't have to go to work, Nie Qingqing slept in, ate the breakfast that Song Zhao had left for her, and then went to deliver the documents to Mr. Zhong.
This is the shareholding agreement that Attorney He drafted for Mr. Zhong. It's sealed. She doesn't know the contents, nor does she need to. She's never curious about work-related matters that she shouldn't know. She just needs to personally deliver the documents to her client within the stipulated time.
Mr. Zhong's real estate development company in Pengcheng had a project two years prior, which is the Overseas Chinese Community where she is currently renting. Mr. Zhong's company is very well decorated, and she guesses that the real estate company must be making money. Yun Li and Ji Chengtian are small contractors in the downstream of the real estate industry, and they are making a lot of money.
She stated her purpose: "Hello, I am from Hengxin Law Firm. Attorney He made an appointment with Mr. Zhong by phone yesterday and asked me to come and deliver the documents."
The receptionist maintained her smile: "Mr. Zhong went hiking to meet friends early this morning. You can give me the documents, and I will pass them on."
That won't do. Attorney He said it must be handed over to Mr. Zhong personally.
Attorney He trusts her, but she doesn't quite trust the receptionist. The receptionist needs to attend to customers and might leave her post. What if someone else takes it? Or what if she's busy and forgets, and it's past midnight? Who can make up for it then?
Nie Qingqing apologized: "I'm sorry, I need to hand this document to Mr. Zhong in person, I can't do it for him."
The receptionist has seen this before; all they want is to see Mr. Zhong in person, say a few words, and think they can get business that way? Wishful thinking.
The receptionist was busy with other things and lacked patience: "Mr. Zhong just left. Climbing the mountain and coming back down will take four or five hours. He might have lunch with his friends and might not be back by noon. You can wait if you want."
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Nie Qingqing calculated in her mind that if Mr. Zhong didn't return by noon, she couldn't very well tell Attorney He that the delivery hadn't been made before noon because Mr. Zhong wasn't there. That wasn't the kind of assistant Attorney He wanted.
If we chase after it now, we can still catch up. If we delay any longer, we might miss it on the way down the mountain.
Nie Qingqing asked Mr. Zhong in a polite tone which mountain he was going to climb and the license plate number of his car. She realized that being able to drive was a very useful skill, since she was using Lawyer He's car for a day.
After an hour's drive, we arrived at the foot of the mountain. Sure enough, we saw Mr. Zhong's car in the parking lot. Very few people can drive here now. The old man who guarded the parking lot remembered him well. He said there were three people in a group, two men and one woman, and it took them about half an hour to get up there.
The old man said there was a viewing platform near the top of the mountain, and I heard them say they wanted to enjoy the view and have tea there.
"It will take about two hours to climb up." The old man looked at Nie Qingqing and said, "You young people, climbing this mountain is not difficult at all. Go and catch up."
"What's so easy about it?" Nie Qingqing had always been afraid of climbing mountains since she was a child. She couldn't climb them. She secretly thought to herself, "Song Zhao is so strong. He can definitely be at the front of the mountain without even panting."
She didn't dare to delay, thanked the old man, and hurried up the mountain.
For the first twenty minutes of the climb, she was so focused on catching up that she didn't have time to enjoy the scenery. For the next hour, she was too tired to relax, afraid that if she sat down to rest, she wouldn't be able to walk anymore. For the remaining half hour, she was really exhausted, and elderly people who regularly exercise and climb mountains kept passing her.
Nie Qingqing gritted her teeth and kept up with the others, thinking that as long as she didn't fall behind the old man in front of her, it would be fine.
Finally, we saw the viewing platform, and Mr. Zhong and her friend. They were facing away from the mountain road, gazing at the distant mountains. A young secretary was standing next to them. On the stone platform, a charcoal stove and tea set had already been set up. Impressive, they actually carried all these things up here.
Now that she has seen Mr. Zhong, she is absolutely capable of completing the task assigned by Attorney He, so there is no rush.
Nie Qingqing disregarded her image and slumped down on a rock to rest. She had two plans in mind: she would wait until Mr. Zhong finished chatting with his friend and packed up his things before midnight before approaching him, so as not to disturb his enjoyment of hiking, sightseeing, and tea.
Or wait until Mr. Zhong sees it, then call her over, and she can give him the information.
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Mr. Zhong's secretary brought a teapot and charcoal stove. Just as the tea was brewed, Mr. Zhong invited his friend to drink tea, and only then did he see Nie Qingqing not far away.
He recognized her as Attorney He's assistant. He had overheard rumors that she was Attorney He's competitor, who had deliberately told him that Attorney He had made a mistake in his judgment by hiring a low-educated and unprofessional housewife as his assistant.
Now, with the controversial assistant here, Mr. Zhong was very curious and instructed his secretary, "Go and invite him over for a cup of tea."
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Nie Qingqing was chasing after someone, and she brought nothing but documents. She was tired and thirsty from climbing the mountain. When the other party invited her, she came over and drank two small cups of tea, the kind of small teacups that you drink one cup at a time. When the third cup was poured, she felt embarrassed to drink any more.
People enjoy the ambiance of hiking and sipping tea, not just something to quench her thirst.
She handed the file folder to Mr. Zhong with both hands: "Attorney He asked me to give this to you."
Mr. Zhong removed the seal, and his secretary immediately put the scraps of paper into a bag. People carry the garbage generated on the mountain down themselves. Being strict with themselves, Nie Qingqing sat up even more upright.
Mr. Zhong was very satisfied with the drafted contract. He handed it to his secretary, glanced at Nie Qingqing who was covered in sweat, and said, "There's really no need to chase her all the way up the mountain. She's either very ambitious or exceptionally good at making a good impression."
Mr. Zhong reserved his opinion, only offering a polite, standard response: "Actually, you could leave the documents at the company, or wait at the foot of the mountain. There's no need to go through all this trouble."
Nie Qingqing didn't want Mr. Zhong to misunderstand her intentions, so she quickly explained, "Last night, Attorney He instructed me to deliver the documents with two requirements: first, before noon; and second, to personally hand them to the client. I promised her I would do it, so no matter who the client is, as long as it's within my driving distance, I will complete the task she assigned first. As for the process, there's no need to mention it. He pays me a very high salary, which I cherish."
That was the only reason given, with no intention of using it as a stepping stone to find a better job. Mr. Zhong understood; no wonder Attorney He was reluctant to replace his assistant.
He smiled and nodded: "Okay, I received the document. Is there anything else?"
"Is everything alright?" Nie Qingqing asked. "I have nothing else to say here. Is there anything you need me to pass on to Attorney He?"
Mr. Zhong shook his head: "No."
Nie Qingqing left, stood up and said, "Then I'll go down the mountain first. I still have half a day to take care of some personal matters."
Mr. Zhong asked her to have another cup of tea, but Nie Qingqing finished the cup in front of her. Fearing that her secretary would pour her another, she covered the rim of the cup with her hand, gave a brief farewell, and quickly ran away.
She stopped when she could no longer see the viewing platform, and looked at the mountain scenery for a while. Climbing up the mountain was tiring, but the scenery was beautiful. Sure enough, after persevering, you will always be compensated for the hard work at some point.
It was truly worth the trip up here. I delivered the documents and enjoyed the beautiful scenery. Now I can go down the mountain without any burdens to take care of my own business.
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Mr. Zhong's friend didn't seem inclined to speak the whole time, but after Nie Qingqing had disappeared from sight, she started asking questions again.
"Is she Nie Qingqing?" Ling Hongmian asked.
Mr. Zhong was surprised for a moment: "You were silent just now, why are you suddenly concerned?"
Ling Hongmian said, "She is the daughter-in-law of a friend of mine. Song Mingli's life has been mostly unsuccessful, and his eldest son is in a similar situation. I never expected that his second wife would have such a personality."
Mr. Zhong smiled and asked, "Is that good or bad?"
Ling Hongmian's observation was certainly insightful: "Look at her personality and way of doing things, how could she not be good?"
You can't hear the high praise behind someone's back, so Mr. Zhong couldn't help but ask again, "Since she's a junior from an acquaintance's family, why didn't you greet her? You're really willful."
Ling Hongmian gave an irrelevant answer, saying with envy, "A good mother can influence three generations of her descendants. The Song family is going to prosper."
Mr. Zhong poured her some tea: "Have some tea. You're getting on in years, so try to relax and mind your own business. But I suggest you make a will as soon as possible and start planning ahead."
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After Nie Qingqing went down the mountain and had a meal, she went to Xujia Village. The majority of people in this village have the surname Xu. Gu Lehan said that his father's biological family now only has one mother left, named Xu Huiping.
Xu Huiping was a woman who sought a husband through marriage. She lost her son in her early years, and later lost the little girl she adopted. Heartbroken, she lived alone ever since.
According to the previous situation, after she passed away, the house and orchard would be divided among the collateral branches of the Xu family. Now that the village is being demolished, if Xu Huiping spends all the compensation money, then no one will get anything.
So the Xu family discussed who would take care of Xu Huiping in her old age, or several families would take turns caring for her, and then the demolition compensation would be divided up.
This was all the information Nie Qingqing had gathered. She hadn't met Xu Huiping in person, and it was getting dark. She would come back on her day off to get a clearer picture of the situation before telling Gu Lehan what had happened.
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When they got home, Song Zhao felt sorry for them and said, "You've been running around all day. Taking a break is more tiring than not taking a break."
Nie Qingqing was quite happy: "It's different. I'm physically tired, but I'm happy. The scenery on the mountain is really nice. Mr. Zhong and his friend even have the leisure to brew Kung Fu tea, enjoying the scenery while sipping tea. How can they know how to live so well?"
Song Zhao: "Shall we climb up there this weekend too?"
Nie Qingqing: "No, one climb is enough."
Tangyuan: "Mom, I want to go hiking. I can climb mountains."
Xiao Yuan nodded: "I can do that too. I'm already good enough to run several laps around the track."
Nie Qingqing didn't want to climb: "Can I skip it and let Dad take you?"
Song Zhao decisively refused: "A family should be together. It's no fun to enjoy the scenery if one person is missing."
Nie Qingqing had no choice but to agree: "We'll go when Xiaoyin and Tanggao come during summer vacation."
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She dared not mention that Xu Huiping was Gu Lehan's biological grandmother in front of Tangyuan. Only after the two children had eaten and were doing their homework in their room with the door closed did Nie Qingqing tell Song Zhao about the situation.
"I asked several villagers today, both those from far and near, and they all agreed that Aunt Xu is very stubborn and loves to scold people. If you borrow an egg from her and don't return it for even a day, she will come to your door to ask for it back."
Song Zhao: "There's no problem with that. If we agree on a date and time, we have to keep our word."
Nie Qingqing offered an excuse: "That's too serious. But even so, people still borrow from her, which shows that borrowing and returning works for her. Trying to take shortcuts won't work."
Song Zhao nodded. Having principles is always better than having no principles.
Nie Qingqing added, "Some people say that back then, Aunt Xu married a sickly man because she didn't want to benefit her relatives. There are also speculations that her two children, one biological and one adopted, were deliberately taken away by relatives in an attempt to wipe out her family line. However, these are all speculations without evidence. Regardless of whether it's true or not, Xu Huiping has said that she would donate the demolition compensation money."
Song Zhao thought there was nothing wrong with it: "If it were me, I would donate what I can't spend. Why should I give it to them if they are not direct blood relatives?"
But now that Xu Huiping has immediate family, she worries: "I'm afraid the Xu family won't recognize Le Han's identity. Besides, if they do recognize her, they can't keep it a secret from Uncle Gu. He might not let Le Han get involved in the demolition of Xujia Village."
A wave of demolitions is sweeping through Shenzhen, bringing with it all sorts of conflicts. Song Zhao has heard about some of them; they are indeed troublesome, but if he doesn't want them, there will be no trouble.
He said, "Leave Tangyuan and Xiaoyuan at home this weekend, and I'll go with you again."
"That's even better," Nie Qingqing said. "Le Han asked me to do something important, so I need to carefully verify the information I find out. I can't mislead her."
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Just then, Attorney He arrived late at night, beaming with joy. He hugged her right outside the door and asked, "Qingqing, do you know what big thing you accomplished today?"
I just delivered some documents today, and then spent the afternoon on personal errands. She has no idea.
She hurriedly asked, "What's wrong? Attorney He, please don't scare me."
Attorney He didn't keep him in suspense and said, "After Mr. Zhong returned to the company from the mountain, he called me and asked our law firm to be his company's legal counsel. Several law firms were competing for the position, but you just sent in some documents, and the deal was finalized. When I asked him why, Mr. Zhong was very direct and said that since his assistant could treat verbal agreements as a matter of principle, he felt at ease entrusting the matter to us."
Unexpectedly, this is a wonderful bonus.
Nie Qingqing was happy for Attorney He. Suddenly, she thought of something and asked Attorney He, "With such a big case, you can be promoted to senior partner, right?"
She hasn't been back long, so it can't be that fast, but at this rate, she might be able to by the end of the year.
Attorney He joked, "You actually thought of me first, without even considering getting something for yourself?"
Nie Qingqing said, "People choose our law firm because they value our professional capabilities. I understand this and dare not take credit for it."
Attorney He liked her tactful personality, but the reward still had to be given.
She said, "I reported your contribution to the company, and the company wants to reward you. I will also give you an extra reward personally. You can't refuse. This is what you deserve."
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Attorney He gave her an envelope, which was definitely filled with money. She opened it on the spot and found it contained a month's salary. So much bonus, it was too much.
Nie Qingqing was overjoyed; she was determined to spend some of this unexpected windfall to celebrate.
She said to the peeking children, "I'll go home after school tomorrow and take you out for dinner to celebrate."
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As Attorney He took the elevator downstairs, he thought to himself, "Nie Qingqing is really easy to please. When she's happy, her family is happy too. How could she not be happy with such happiness every day?"
Mrs. Liang chased after him downstairs and called out to Lawyer He, because she was so curious. She had overheard a few words at home but didn't understand them, so she had to come down and ask clearly before she could sleep peacefully at night.
"Attorney He, is Mr. Zhong really determined to cooperate with your law firm just because Nie Qingqing delivered some documents?"
Attorney He had represented Mrs. Liang in court and understood her personality. He realized he had misjudged her and had to confirm it repeatedly before he could admit it.
Attorney He nodded and said, "Yes, it's because of her. Mr. Zhong was hesitant, but Nie Qingqing suddenly appeared and gave him a reason to make a decision, so the matter was settled. If I were on the mountain today, I would also be moved by Qingqing's attitude. Wouldn't you be too?"
Mrs. Liang thought about it and agreed: "That's true, who doesn't like sincerity? But she's too easily satisfied, four hundred dollars, and she was so happy."
Attorney He said with envy, "She finds happiness more easily than we do. I'm actually envious. Even if you gave me four thousand yuan right now, I wouldn't be happy. She can take her whole family out to eat, plan to eat from tonight until tomorrow, and her whole family can look forward to it and be happy. What's wrong with that?"
Mrs. Liang hadn't smiled with such contentment as Nie Qingqing in a long time.
She joked, "I was being narrow-minded. I was waiting for her to ask about the English craft class. All those things I cared about and was proud of turned out to be things she didn't care about at all."
Attorney He intentionally told her, "Don't you know? Qingqing's spoken English is very good. Her husband is on a government-sponsored trip abroad, and her eldest daughter is also doing very well in her studies. They can all teach her. I suggested that she learn English before, and her family spoke English for half a year to create a learning environment for her. Tangyuan and Xiaoyuan are the children, so their language skills are stronger, and their spoken English is even better than hers."
Mrs. Liang was very surprised: "I see, she's so low-key."
Attorney He: "Her personality can influence the people around her. I'm much more easygoing now. If you live next to her, you'll see the benefits sooner or later."
Mrs. Liang sighed, "My parents always said I was bad at judging people, but I never imagined that I couldn't tell the good from the bad."
Attorney He comforted her, saying, "It's alright, just live your life as usual."
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The next day, Nie Qingqing used the bonus given to her by Attorney He to go out for a nice meal with Song Zhao and Tangyuan Xiaoyuan. She also bought clothes, shoes, books, materials, and some local specialties for Xiaoyin and sent them back to her hometown.
She even called them to tell them not to feel bad about it: "I bought it with my bonus. We've already spent our share here."
Over the weekend, Tangyuan Xiaoyuan stayed at home, while Nie Qingqing and Song Zhao took a car to Xujia Village.
Xujia Village is also within the demolition area. As soon as I entered the village, I heard several villagers talking about the demolition. Xujia Village has many orchards, with peaches, plums, apricots, and pears. Many fruit trees were in bloom, which was very beautiful. Besides them, there were some people who came from the city to enjoy the flowers on weekends, so it was not unusual.
Nie Qingqing bought some dried fruit from the villagers, which was quite delicious. She deliberately bought only a small amount. When she passed by Xu Huiping's house, she put one in Song Zhao's mouth and said, "This dried fruit is so sweet and delicious. It's just that we didn't buy enough. Let's go back and buy more later."
Song Zhao felt even sweeter knowing he could spend half a day alone with her today, and he readily agreed, "Okay, then let's buy more."
Xu Huiping came out of the courtyard and called out, "I have some at home too, I guarantee they're better than what you have. Come in and try them, if you don't like them, you don't need to buy them."
Nie Qingqing couldn't have asked for more. This Aunt Xu was a meticulous person; every kind of dried fruit was packaged in a clean, boiled canning jar.
"Do you want the bottle or not? If you include the bottle, I'll give you an extra two cents per can."
"Of course we need a bottle," Nie Qingqing said. "Your tastes even better."
Xu Huiping said, "That's right. I only use the best fruits to make it. Others use saccharin, but I use white sugar. It tastes different. When you come in the fall, there will be fresh jam. But our place is going to be demolished. Sigh, it would have been better if you had come last year."
"How much is this jar?" Nie Qingqing asked.
Small canning jars, actually, contain quite a lot of food in one jar.
Xu Huiping looked at the bags in their hands and asked, "How much did you spend on all of this?"
Nie Qingqing: "Five yuan."
"Too expensive," Xu Huiping said. "Every year, we can't sell all the fruit; it just rots in the forest. We rip you off city folks who can't bargain. How about this, how much do you want to spend?"
Nie Qingqing laughed and said, "Since you're so honest, and we don't come here often, let's buy twenty yuan's worth to give as gifts when we get home."
Xu Huiping packed a large bag for her: "Silly girl, don't buy things randomly outside in the future."
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Now the dried fruit will last for several months, but Nie Qingqing is worried about how to finish it because she's afraid it will spoil.
She herself couldn't explain it: "I originally thought I'd buy ten yuan's worth, but when I got to the point, I changed it to twenty. I guess I was feeling guilty. With so much dried fruit, I wondered if it would spoil."
Song Zhao said, "If you take the glutinous rice balls to school, they'll be eaten up in a few days."
Nie Qingqing: "I wouldn't dare. These were dried by farmers, not bought from a store. What if someone's child gets sick from eating them? How would I explain that? Let's keep them at home. I'll take some to my workplace and ask Attorney He and Attorney Xun to help me finish them off."
Song Zhao offered to help: "Then I'll bring some too. All the young men in our unit can eat it. They have good stomachs and won't get sick from it. I'll also give some to Director Yu."
Then it wouldn't be a waste of money. Nie Qingqing ate her way home, and didn't even want to eat lunch. Tangyuan and the others ordered meat and pancakes, while she only ordered a bowl of wontons.
"Mom, was the place you went to this morning fun?" Xiao Yuan asked.
Nie Qingqing: "It's alright." Actually, it was quite fun. The flowers were blooming beautifully. I felt guilty for leaving the two children behind.
"Then let's go together this summer."
Nie Qingqing said, "There won't be any flowers to see during the summer vacation."
Tangyuan: "Silly girl, you really believe that Mom and Dad went on a spring outing? They're doing something they can't tell us."
Xiao Yuan said "Oh," and then said, "I see."
Tangyuan was resentful. He always treated him like a child, but he was actually very tight-lipped. He didn't even tell his father or sister about his younger brother Xiaoyuan hitting him, except for his mother.
Seeing Tangyuan's opinion, Song Zhao said, "You're all grown up now, you can't keep making excuses to deceive me. I promise that from now on I will tell the truth about everything I do, and you shouldn't ask me about things I can't say."
Tangyuan was satisfied: "Mom, can you do it?"
Nie Qingqing felt that the glutinous rice ball had grown bigger, changing every day, and hurriedly nodded: "Yes, please trust me one more time."
Tangyuan said, "Mom, I believe you. You're the best mom. So, where are you going this afternoon?"
"I'm really not going anywhere this afternoon," Nie Qingqing said. "I'll stay home this afternoon. I need to write some reports. Don't ask me what they're about."
I won't ask about the glutinous rice balls; I'm very satisfied. This is great; family members should be honest with each other.
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Back home, Nie Qingqing began writing a detailed report, which went on for several pages. Song Zhao urged her to take a nap, but she didn't even bother.
"Write first, then take a nap."
"Does it need to be written in such detail?" Song Zhao said, "I think Xu Huiping is a good person. She is an only child. She has already recognized her relatives, so she is not afraid that her older brothers and sisters or younger brothers and sisters will try to take Gu Lehan's things. I don't think Uncle Gu will object."
Nie Qingqing said, "This is a big deal. We can't make the decision for others, so let's try to restore the situation as much as possible and let Lehan make her own judgment. The more details there are, the better she can judge."
Song Zhao patiently stayed by her side and asked, "Are you giving it to her today?"
"Tomorrow," Nie Qingqing said. "I told Tangyuan we wouldn't go out today. If we go out, his little head will start thinking all sorts of things. I'm also tired from running around, so I'll rest at home."
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Plans can't keep up with changes; one phone call and Nie Qingqing had to go out that night.
The call was from Gu Lehan; she had also received the notification at the last minute.
"Auntie, Grandpa Song and Grandpa's mutual friend, Granny Ling, is back. She knows you've been to her house, so she asked me to arrange a private room and let you know so you can all come together. It's not a big deal. If you have time, we can have dinner together tonight. If you don't have time, Grandpa and I will go."
Song Zhao's father gave her another phone number. She went there to visit relatives, but she didn't expect to return so quickly.
She readily agreed: "I have time. We're supposed to meet at six, right? We'll arrive at five. That's exactly what you asked me to inquire about. I already have firsthand information, so I'll bring it to you to take a look."
“Then bring your two children along. I’ll cook seafood noodles for you. Grandma Ling said she wants to meet your children.”
"Okay, I'll definitely bring it. Tangyuan loves a lively atmosphere, so we can't leave it out."
Gu Lehan breathed a sigh of relief. Her grandfather had insisted on inviting her aunt's family, and she had accomplished that. She cheerfully said, "See you tonight."
Tangyuan, who had been listening intently with her head tilted to the side, ran in and asked, "Mom, is someone inviting us to dinner tonight? Who is it?"
“A good friend of Grandpa’s,” Nie Qingqing instructed. “Grandpa said that this old lady doesn’t smile much and is also annoying, so don’t talk too much at night.”
Tangyuan: "Mom, I know how to read the room."
Song Zhao urged, "Go and finish your homework. You have to finish it before you leave."
Xiao Yuan: "I've finished writing."
Nie Qingqing asked Tangyuan, "And you?"
Tangyuan dashed back to his room and began writing furiously; indeed, playing and eating were his greatest motivations.
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Song Zhao felt awkward about the arrangement: "That Aunt Ling is treating us, but she didn't inform us directly. Instead, she had Gu Lehan inform us. Is this appropriate? It's like she doesn't take us seriously."
Nie Qingqing didn't think there was anything wrong with it: "So what if they have a bit of a personality? They are our elders, they don't need to ask us for favors, they are only showing us respect."
Song Zhao's unease vanished instantly: "You're right, the person Dad introduced shouldn't be wrong."
If you get along, then get along; if you don't, then don't associate with each other anymore. Once you've calmed down, things that used to bother you won't matter anymore.
Nie Qingqing has always had this mindset: "Aunt Ling probably thinks the same way as us. If we can get along, we can; if not, so be it. She said that we can go if we have time, and we won't go if we don't. We won't force it. She's given us an out, so let's go happily. We can also bring Tangyuan and Xiaoyuan to try Lehan's seafood noodles. If we can eat noodles made by her own hands, this trip will be worthwhile."
A positive mindset influenced Song Zhao, who opened his wardrobe and asked, "Which outfit is appropriate for the evening?"
Nie Qingqing smiled and said, "Your clothes are all conservative; any of them would suit you."
Song Zhao disagreed: "The colors vary, and the styles differ, how can they be the same? Pick the one you like best."
What difference could there be between his entire wardrobe of clothes? Nie Qingqing didn't want to be blunt, so she pointed to one of his most frequently worn outfits: "I like you wearing this."
Song Zhao was indeed very happy: "I knew you liked this one the most, and so did I."
At 4:30 p.m., urged by Nie Qingqing, Tangyuan finally finished her weekend homework, and the family set off to meet Song Zhao's father's old friend.
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