Mrs. Ji said she asked casually.
But she didn't ask the question casually; she came prepared.
While dating is a matter between two young people, getting married later is a different story.
As things stand at the moment.
Mrs. Ji really hopes that the two young people will get to the point of discussing marriage.
Therefore, I plan to prepare in advance.
Xiao Lu and Qing Qian are from different parts of the country – one from Jiangnan and the other from Northeast China – so Ji's mother doesn't mind her daughter marrying out of the country.
But whether it's going to Jiangnan, Xiao Lu coming to Northeast China, or the young couple moving to other cities in the future.
The elderly couple will inevitably have to visit their daughter, and that will definitely involve dealing with Xiao Lu's family...
Lu Yibei didn't hide anything; he told him frankly:
“My mom is a lawyer, a criminal litigation lawyer. My dad used to be a journalist, a war correspondent. But he stopped after I started elementary school and stayed at home for a few years—during those years he was running races and doing other things, and he always took me with him. In the last two years he has found something to do, making documentaries for his own media.”
Lawyers are common. But criminal prosecution lawyers are relatively rare.
Reporters are common. But war correspondents are even more mysterious than criminal prosecution lawyers.
Old Man Ji and Mother Ji exchanged a glance.
—What kind of family is this?
"My parents are quite busy, and I haven't seen them for almost a year."
Lu Yibei smiled: "But don't worry, Uncle and Aunt. Although I haven't had the chance to introduce Qingqian to them yet, they know that Qingqian and I are dating—my grandparents have also met Qingqian."
He spoke very sincerely, and besides, Mrs. Ji knew about this beforehand.
Therefore, they didn't make things difficult for Lu Yibei when meeting his parents.
“My dad has been busy working abroad, while my mom is in Hangzhou—but I think it would be more appropriate to meet them both at the same time.”
Lu Yibei smiled and said, "Auntie, you haven't met my mom. She's always busy with work and she's also very stubborn. I don't know how to talk to her when my dad isn't around."
Mrs. Ji looked at Mr. Ji again.
—She doesn't sound like someone who's easy to get along with.
Lu Yibei also noticed the hesitation in Ji's mother's eyes.
He said, "My mom is not easy to get along with. I hope that you and my aunt can understand if we meet again in the future."
Lu Yibei's idea was that, given the development of his relationship with Ji Qingqian, their parents would definitely have to meet in the future.
Rather than waiting until your aunt and uncle find out and say, "Why is your mother like this?", it's better to tell them honestly now.
He did want to try and persuade Ms. Lu Chaoxi. But if there were any chance of success, his mother wouldn't still be the same person she is now.
"For example."
Lu Yibei spoke very frankly: "A long time ago, a relative of mine asked her to represent a friend in a civil case. Although my mother usually handles criminal cases, she can defend civil cases. The case wasn't difficult, she went, and won. But instead of giving them a discount because of our kinship, she charged them three times the legal fees."
Even Ji Qingqian had never heard of this before:
"Why?"
"Because she felt that any normal lawyer could have won that case. But the relative, wanting to be on the safe side, used her 'connection'—even though she didn't actually want to fight it. After refusing once without success, she resorted to this tactic. To this day, that relative still talks badly about my mother during holidays. The good news is that no relative has come to her for litigation since then."
Lu Yibei smiled and said, "That's just how she is."
Upon hearing this, Ji's mother remained silent for a few seconds before giving her assessment:
"Rather than saying she's difficult to get along with, it's more accurate to say she has a strong personality."
"Oh, Aunt Ji, you really gave my mom face. I thank you on her behalf."
Lu Yibei picked up a Coke.
—By the way, why isn't Uncle Ji drinking today? He doesn't need to drive either.
Old Man Ji, on the other hand, was very interested in Old Man Lu's profession:
"War correspondent, isn't that dangerous?"
“My dad said it was alright, but it was definitely more dangerous than for a regular reporter.”
"Your dad must be highly educated, right?"
“Just like my mom, I also have a master’s degree—among the three of us, I’m the least accomplished,” Lu Yibei said with a smile.
"What are you filming now that you're doing self-media?" Old Man Ji asked again.
“If you’re interested in what he’s doing, I’ll give you an account later, and you’ll see,” Lu Yibei said.
Old Man Ji nodded: "Okay."
This topic was brought up again.
The family then chatted about other random things.
It was already dark when we started eating.
After the meal, even the annual Spring Festival Gala will begin.
As young people of the new generation, Lu Yibei and Ji Qingqian haven't watched the Spring Festival Gala in a long time.
But Old Man Ji still stayed in front of the television.
As soon as Ji Qingqian finished eating, she called out, "Abei, let's play a game!"
New Year's Eve is the perfect time to play games!
Lu Yibei had just stood up, intending to tidy up the table.
"You go ahead, I'll be there in a bit."
But Mrs. Ji said, "Xiao Lu, go play. Your Uncle Ji and I can handle things here."
Lu Yibei laughed and said, "I can't possibly accept that."
Old Man Ji also said:
"Hey kid, you really think this place is your home?"
Mrs. Ji said with a smile, "There will be plenty of opportunities to do it in the future. Don't end up not wanting to do it anymore."
Lu Yibei thought for a moment and said, "Okay, then I'll trouble you."
…
With Ji Qingqian waiting by the door frame, Lu Yibei followed her into the study.
—It’s called a study, but it’s actually a gaming room.
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