Yang Sisi, however, looked at me with newfound respect. She walked over to me, patted me hard on the shoulder, and said, "I'd rather die standing in Dali than live kneeling in Shanghai... You made the right choice this time!"
A hush fell over the room, and then everyone except me turned their gaze to Yang Sisi, seemingly unable to understand why she harbored such a strong grudge against Shanghai. I suppose this was the reason she couldn't communicate with them.
In reality, there's nothing wrong with Shanghai itself. It's just that Yang Sisi didn't feel any family affection there, so she unreasonably made Shanghai take the blame for her parents. From another perspective, this also shows that she hasn't completely given up on her parents; she still has expectations of them. Therefore, she's unwilling to speak ill of them, but instead blames Shanghai.
And I'm the same; it's just that I gained too little and lost too much in Shanghai, which is why I slowly started to hate the city.
Yang Sisi's parents were also silent with me; they seemed to be reflecting on something as well...
...
After a long, long time, Yang Sisi's father finally spoke. He said to Yang Sisi, "Sisi, we know you strongly desire to stay here, but can you please give us parents some dignity? We really want what's best for you! We acknowledge that spiritual fulfillment is a good thing, but society today is not what it was decades ago. We value the pursuit of material civilization more, so a large part of spiritual enjoyment is inevitably built on a foundation of material wealth… The reason you don't feel it now is because we have already given you too much materially… But we will eventually grow old!"
For the first time at this dinner table, the usually quick-witted Yang Sisi chose to remain silent. But I didn't know if she was listening to me or trying to understand her parents.
Just as I was distracted, Yang Sisi suddenly patted my shoulder hard again and said to me, "Look, this is the consequence of what you brought upon me. I'm in a dilemma now. I don't want to see them disappointed in me, but I don't want to leave Dali either... So, you'd better think of a way that satisfies both sides, otherwise this will be your trap."
Perhaps because of the intense attention, Yang Sisi's teasing remark still drew everyone's attention to me. I became a little nervous, not because I was afraid of performing poorly, but because no matter what the final outcome of the communication was, it seemed like it would be somewhat unsatisfactory.
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