Imu just returned from his hometown in the countryside yesterday.
My uncle got married, and the banquet had fifty tables. Such a grand affair was unprecedented in the surrounding area.
The township head personally went to the Li family to offer his congratulations, not because of the uncle, but because of Yi Mu's mother.
Yi Mu's mother was just an ordinary woman, but she was very beautiful and had an intellectual air that rural women didn't possess.
She teaches English at a primary school in Rongcheng.
The township head had met Yimu's mother once many years ago.
He saw her walking with Yi Ming, the richest man in Rongcheng, in the famous Lakeside Villas, a wealthy area of Rongcheng, holding the hand of a beautiful little boy.
Yi Ming had an older son who was in high school and a younger son who had just turned seven.
The township head was convinced that Yi Mu's mother was the wife of the richest man, so when he learned that his driver was that woman's brother, he immediately promoted Yi Mu's uncle to be his assistant, paying him three times the salary he had as a driver.
My uncle is smart and capable. He worked under the township head for ten years and became a section chief. He bought a house and a car in town and even married the school beauty he didn't dare to pursue back in school.
He has a successful career, a happy marriage, and his house in the countryside has been renovated and is more than twice the size of other people's houses.
As the older sister, I am genuinely happy for my younger brother.
Li Xiaoyun stayed in her hometown for two days. On the third day, Yi Mu had an exam, so she reluctantly took her son and flew back to Rongcheng.
My cousins back home aren't much older than me, and they're all heavy drinkers.
During those two days, Yi Mu was forced to drink a lot of alcohol by them.
After the alarm clock rang a few times, Yi Mu sat up in bed, rubbing his throbbing head, and went to the bathroom to wash up.
The mirror reflected the face of a seventeen-year-old boy.
His features resembled his mother's, with delicate features in every part of his face, and his skin was whiter than most of the girls in his class.
However, as he entered adolescence, the sharp angles that appeared on his jawline added a hint of hidden sharpness to his otherwise delicate face.
Yi Mu disliked his nose the most; it looked too much like Yi Ming's, and every time he saw it, he couldn't help but show a look of disgust.
After brushing his teeth twice with a toothbrush until he could no longer smell the alcohol in his breath, Yi Mu changed into his school uniform and went downstairs.
The thing that makes Li Xiaoyun most gratified is that other people's children of this age need to be called more than ten times to wake up in the morning.
Yi Mu didn't need her to worry about him at all; he had his own biological clock and would get up on time, never being late.
She had already prepared breakfast: millet porridge, which Yi Mu liked, some pickled vegetables, and milk-flavored steamed buns.
Yi Mu walked to the table and sat down. Li Xiaoyun pushed some side dishes in front of him and casually asked, "Are you confident about the exam today?"
Yi Mu raised an eyebrow at her, looking smug.
"Mom, your son always gets first place in exams. Instead of worrying about that, you should think about where we can go for summer vacation."
Li Xiaoyun didn't expect him to say that, and a look of hesitation flashed across her face.
Upon seeing her expression, Yi Mu quickly added.
"Let's get this straight, we're not going to Grandma's house. My cousins there are too noisy, and I don't want to be chased by melon farmers with sticks again. Hainan, the Mediterranean, or Europe, you choose one."
Li Xiaoyun put down her chopsticks and said to Yi Mu in a consultative tone, "Mu Mu, your dad wants you to come home for summer vacation..."
Yi Mu's smile faded. Whenever Li Xiaoyun started with such words, he could always guess what she was going to say next.
“I’m not going.” He refused bluntly.
He picked up two milk-flavored steamed buns, stuffed them into his mouth, slung his schoolbag over one shoulder, and walked out the door without giving Li Xiaoyun a chance to speak again.
Li Xiaoyun chased after them with her car keys and saw Yi Mu get on Lu Qingyao's motorcycle next door. The two children disappeared in a moment.
She stood at the door and sighed. Turning around, she saw Ms. Lu next door standing with her hands on her hips, scolding the two children in the direction they had left.
"You brat, you didn't even finish your breakfast! You don't seem to care much about studying, but you're never late for school!"
Lu Qingyao's mother and Li Xiaoyun are two completely different types of women.
Li Xiaoyun worries about everything for her son, while Ms. Lu adopts a laissez-faire attitude towards raising him.
Ms. Li and Li Xiaoyun were only nodding acquaintances, but the two children had a really good relationship and went to school together almost every day.
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