The path of life is diverse and ever-changing. No one can completely copy the path of their predecessors, but they can wade through the river they have walked.
After graduation, Huo Xingle joined the municipal unit as Du Siming had expected, starting as a small clerk and working his way up step by step.
Whenever they saw Huo Xingle's progress, Du Siming and Huo Ze were very happy, because this was the child they raised, and the sense of accomplishment brought by those transfer orders was beyond words. The same was true for Du Jiang and Huo Yang.
However, as the child grew older, marriage was put on the agenda. Unfortunately, in the face of Du Jiang's urging, Huo Xingle either made the excuse of being busy at work or talked about other things. His ability to change the subject became more and more advanced day by day, leaving Du Jiang helpless.
After Huo Xingle once again avoided him using the excuse of overtime, Du Jiang lost all his temper. However, even though he lost his temper with his son, it didn't mean he lost his temper with Huo Yang.
It was a rare visit to the set, but Huo Yang was overwhelmed by Du Jiang's complaints before he could even feel happy. After waiting for Du Jiang to finish, Huo Yang felt helpless. However, facing Du Jiang's anger, he could only stand up and comfort her, "Okay, okay, he's an adult now, it's okay for him to make his own decisions. Besides, the child said it before, it's not that he doesn't want to go on a blind date, it's just that he doesn't have a good eye for the person. And my son also wants to find someone who is like us."
"But he's already so old." Although Huo Yang's words were sound, Du Jiang couldn't help but complain. "Last time, I asked him to meet the girl, and as soon as they met, he told her that she wasn't suitable. He almost made her cry. You didn't see that scene. I'm really embarrassed to meet my colleague."
Speaking of this, Huo Yang also had a headache, "Maybe it really is not suitable, why don't I take a look at the homes of some of my partners."
Hearing this, Du Jiang quickly stopped him, "No, I've met your partners. The girls in their families are all very nice and have good personalities. But if they really liked one, they wouldn't have waited until now. You know, Xingle has also participated in your company's team-building activities before."
"Don't worry, Xingle has her own plans, so don't worry about her." Huo Yang reached out to stop Du Jiang and hugged her as they walked towards the French window. Looking through the window at the busy streets below, Huo Yang pointed to the nearby shopping malls and buildings, "How about I go shopping with you to relax and unwind?"
Du Jiang shook his head again, "Forget it, let's not go. Aren't you busy with bidding recently? It's a municipal project, so forget it. Let's wait for a while."
Seven or eight years passed by, and looking at Huo Xingle who was already in his thirties, Du Jiang had become so worn out that she had no temper at all. There was nothing she could do about it since she was the only one in the family who was worried about his marriage, while the others were very open-minded. Du Jiang felt like she was out of place, and she couldn't help but complain to Du Yingying.
Du Yingying, who is now a single business woman, is very open-minded about this and even persuaded Du Jiang, "What's wrong with not getting married? Look, I got married but ended up getting divorced. The vows we made to be together forever could not withstand the passage of time. To be honest, I don't know what I saw in the other person at the time." Recalling the past love, Du Yingying couldn't help shaking her head, "I was obsessed with love. My mother didn't agree at the beginning, but I insisted on getting married. Later, we separated because of family matters and the child. But then again, Du Jiang, do you know that Xu Zhizhou still had no children after remarrying? Maybe it's not that I can't have children, but that the other person couldn't have children when we were children."
Uh, how should I answer this? Accepting Du Yingying's gaze, Du Jiang could only nod, "It must be that the other party is infertile."
"Yes, it is Xu Zhizhou who cannot have children," Du Yingying concluded firmly. It was easy to see from her gnashing teeth that she harbored hatred for Xu Zhizhou.
Seeing this, Du Jiang found an excuse to get up and say goodbye. Although there was no one to complain to, Du Jiang had to accept that maybe it was really not their destiny.
Thinking of this, Du Jiang sighed, and looking at the empty house, she suddenly felt a little depressed. As a retired woman, perhaps she should find some fun instead of complaining about these family matters at home. Thinking of this, Du Jiang once again thought of her long-abandoned shelves, looking at the valuable items piled on them, after thinking about it, she decided to find another way.
So when Huo Xingle came home early from get off work one day, he suddenly discovered that the once empty yard was now filled with a lot of tools.
Looking at the huge stove and iron pot, Huo Xingle fell silent. His gaze grew even heavier when he saw the cages. He turned uncertainly and shouted into the house, "Mom, you're not going to steam buns again, are you?"
Before Du Jiang could say anything, a familiar figure jumped out of the house. Although older, he was as lively as the one Huo Xingle had seen when he was a child. He said cheerfully to Huo Xingle, "Xingle, you're back! Your mom and I are going to sell steamed buns. Do you remember when we sold steamed buns when you were a child? Now we're planning to resume our old business since I'm retired anyway."
Huo Xingle couldn't think of anything to say except "Hehe".
Yu Chunxiao didn't notice Huo Xingle's reluctance at all and continued speaking without paying attention to herself, "Your mother and I are also starting a business for the second time. Don't worry, we won't bother you."
Huo Xingle felt a headache coming on. "Does my dad know?"
"I know," Yu Chunxiao nodded, not understanding why. "Not only do I know, but I also invested in it. Yingying even provided us with a window in their hotel. Just wait, your mother and I are the best at making steamed buns."
Okay, Huo Xingle no longer had any temper and could only smile and nod.
Originally thought to be just a casual game between two retirees, no one expected that it would get better and better, and even later on they processed and sealed the products and sent them all over the country. Of course, these are all later stories. At this time, Du Jiang and Yu Chunxiao had no idea that their old age entrepreneurship would be so unstoppable.
At this moment, the two of them were kneading the dough with great effort. Looking at the pots of fermenting dough, a full sense of accomplishment lingered in their hearts.
Huo Xingle, who was standing aside, turned his head helplessly and looked at Du Siming and Huo Ze, "Grandpa and Grandpa don't care."
In the end, both Du Siming and Huo Ze shrugged nonchalantly and said in unison, "If your father is willing to spoil her, what else can we say?"
Okay, at this point Huo Ze has nothing to say.
Looking at the people coming in and out of the yard, and then looking at the busy figures, Huo Xingle smiled helplessly and dotingly. Perhaps this is life.
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