Zhou Meiling thought Song Mingyuan was really good at coming up with solutions, but then she remembered what the little girl had said. There was a very high possibility that her aunt had a brother complex.
I haven't told Song Mingyuan about this yet!
Zhao Susu nodded: "That's a good idea. I'll go back to the hospital and ask if there are any male doctors over 30 who are still single."
"Mom, don't worry too much about age. You can exaggerate Aunt's good points, and keep her age at least 25, as long as she's willing to meet you."
"Just let them meet, what if it works out?" Song Mingyuan continued to entice her. He didn't know what his aunt was thinking, why she insisted on staying in this family.
All I know is that only by sending her away can the house be peaceful. She's not that old; does she have any health problems? Why does she want to stay at home and be cared for?
“Yes! The age doesn’t necessarily have to be over 30. Maybe your aunt prefers someone younger.” Song Aiguo seemed to be thinking of his sister. “It would be best if the other person’s family wasn’t complicated, and it would be even better if there was no mother-in-law. Your aunt would probably be willing then.”
In his view, his sister's reluctance to get married was definitely due to her fear of mother-in-law/daughter-in-law relationships. Since she was also a good earner, she wasn't in a hurry to get married.
His plan had worked, and Song Mingyuan felt he was at least halfway to success; the other half depended on luck. If all else failed, he would have to talk to his aunt.
The atmosphere gradually became more lively, and the topic slowly shifted until it finally revolved around what to eat for lunch today.
The worry on Song Mingyuan's face vanished instantly: "Meiling, I specially learned a new technique from someone yesterday. Would you like to try it?"
"Sure!" Zhao Susu readily agreed. As a career woman, she didn't have many signature dishes. She could only manage to cook a few to make up for the lack of variety.
"I think it would be better if your mom cooked a few dishes for lunch today, and Meiling cooked a few too. That way, lunch will be more varied." Song Aiguo's face was full of smiles, even though he was a true foodie.
Whenever I travel to a new place for business, I have to try the local specialties. Over time, my palate has become quite discerning.
Just to please his wife, he pretended to eat very little of the simple meals. I can't even begin to describe how agonizing it was inside each time; it was all heartache and tears.
"I think it's a good idea. This way, no matter how it's prepared, there will be enough to eat," Song Mingyuan finally decided.
So when the time jumped to nine o'clock, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law went to the kitchen together to get busy.
The kitchen was small, so the father and son could only play chess outside while waiting for their conversation.
Song Wanwan, who had overheard their entire conversation, felt her heart turn to ice. She never imagined that her elder brother would despise her to such an extent and want her to get married.
Back then, the siblings had such a good relationship; if they wanted the moon, their older brother would even pluck it from the sky for them.
Why didn't the old man tell the truth sooner? If he had waited a year or two, none of this would have happened.
She could make her older brother wait until she grew up, and then the outstanding son would be their child.
There's no going back in life; one wrong step leads to another. She seemed to have seen through the illusions of life.
I feel that there is no point in living; it only adds trouble for myself and others.
Thinking of this, she took out a special eyebrow trimmer from her jewelry box; it was exceptionally sharp. She sat down in front of the mirror.
She put on her most beautiful makeup, then took a knife and walked step by step to the bedside before finally lying down.
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