"No one is doing anything special. Our village is united now, and we want to make our village beautiful. Since everyone is working hard, we might as well eat together."
"When you come back next time, you might see the vegetables we planted have sprouted."
Their village will definitely be beautiful next year. Just thinking about it makes me feel wonderful. They are all looking forward to it.
In the past, these old folks would think about what to eat as soon as they opened their eyes, then they would have to find a place to kill time, then think about what to eat for lunch, and finally think about what to eat for the afternoon. When they got home, all they wanted to do was turn on the TV, just to have some sound.
Things are different now. They get up every day full of energy, eager to get to work. Life has gone from just loafing around to the bustling, productive days of farming back in the day. That feeling is truly wonderful, and the communal meals are so delicious!
Angie was stunned. These aunties were full of energy, and they were all laughing very happily.
"Oh, that's great. Is there anything I can help you with?"
"No, no, no, you don't need to work right now. Just sit here and let your son Hanwen do it. He already told us that you're pregnant and can't work."
Angie: "..."
"Auntie, don't listen to him. She's not that delicate. She'll be fine."
Angie was a little embarrassed; her Korean was really... But the smile on Angie's lips never stopped. Whether she was happy or not, only she knew.
"Anyway, there's nothing for you to do here, so you can just sit here and wait until we call everyone to eat."
"When you come back next year, our village will definitely have changed."
They were all looking forward to it.
They've already planned out what flowers to plant, what kind of flowers, and what to plant in what season; now we're starting to work on it.
Who says that getting old means just counting down the days until death? They can do different things too.
After her aunt and the others finished cooking, they asked Anqi to go and call the people.
Anqi and Hanwen went around calling out, "Time to eat! Time to eat! Time to eat!"
It was just like when we were kids, there was a big celebration at someone's house, and everyone was invited to a meal.
The people from the fields returned chatting and laughing, washed their hands, and started eating together. Eating together made the food seem even more delicious.
Before, they would just lie down after eating, feeling like they were going to be ruined. It was as if the food they ate would just stay in their stomachs and never go down. But now it's different. Now they feel hungry as soon as they feel a little hungry and they have to eat, otherwise they'll be starving.
We chatted and laughed together, talked about the progress, and looked forward to the future. The days passed by one by one.
Looking at everyone like this, Anqi couldn't help but smile. This was how they should be.
In my memory, they were always like this, laughing and joking no matter what they did, as if nothing could stump them.
Angie suddenly realized that no matter what age you are, you should have your own goals and hopes, instead of what they thought: that old people should be content and listen to young people.
Angie asked herself honestly, what were they thinking back then?
I always felt that Mom should also think about them, should accept that she is getting old, and should live her future life the way they wished.
What kind of future do they hope for?
Mom is alone at home, so she doesn't have to do any work. If there's no food, they'll buy it for her. She can stay home peacefully.
But is that what Mom wants?
Anqi tried hard to think whether she was willing to listen to her daughter and son-in-law now, to have no life of her own every day, and to live like a wooden doll. The answer was no.
She has her own ideas and plans, and prefers to live her life on her own.
After eating, everyone cleaned up together, rested for two hours, and then went back to work.
Mo Yan also had time to take them back.
As soon as I arrived at my doorstep, I saw An Bing standing there with a man. The man was wearing a suit, glasses, and carrying a briefcase.
"Big brother, what brings you here?"
Angie found it strange; her older brother didn't seem like the type to come and care about how their mother was doing. He was more likely to ask for money.
"Mom, this is the lawyer I found. Would you like to hear what the lawyer has to say?"
Mo Yan looked at her son, a little helpless. "Is your brain filled with nothing but tofu dregs?"
Mo Yan heard that he had been looking for a lawyer all this time, just to find one who could help him win the case. She thought he would be better off working and making money instead.
"Mom, I just want you to know that the money is my dad's inheritance and should be divided among us. And since I'm the eldest son, and you're going to live with me from now on, you have to give me all the money."
Mo Yan looked at her son, walked over, and slapped him across the face.
The lawyer rushed over, saying, "Grandma, please don't hit my client."
Mo Yan's lips twitched. "So what? What can you do to me? What if I teach my unfilial son a lesson?"
lawyer:"……"
Mo Yan looked at him, and he felt a little uneasy under her gaze, as if he were a monkey being watched.
After a long while, Mo Yan spoke.
"Where are you from? Do you have a lawyer's license? Do you have a business license? Tell me what you're doing here. What's wrong with me slapping him? What law did I break? Tell me!"
lawyer:"……"
Mo Yan spoke too quickly; he hadn't even had time to react before Mo Yan spoke up. "Why haven't you received the summons yet? I've already filed a complaint against him."
An Bing: "???"
Angie: "???"
Angie was also stunned. "Mom, was what you said last time true?"
"Of course it's true. I filed a case before, and that's when I told you. Why haven't you received the news yet?"
I've sued all three of you siblings! Surprised? Unexpected? Exciting? Happy?
Angie swallowed hard, then suddenly didn't know what to say.
Mo Yan looked at An Bing and said, "You unfilial son, get out of my way! All you do is threaten your mother not to support me. Sorry, whether you like it or not, you have to support me!"
An Bing was dumbfounded, truly dumbfounded.
"I can spend my money however I want. Even if I give it away, it's none of your business. Don't think too highly of yourself; you're nothing!"
Mo Yan kicked him a long way away.
"Oops, I kicked you, what am I going to do now?"
An Bing: "..."
When Han Wen saw it, he thought, "Wow, my mother-in-law is amazing!"
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