Chapter 53: She's just talking nonsense, don't believe her
"Xu Jiangcuo?" Grandma repeated vaguely, her brows furrowed. Then she slapped her thigh and realized, "You mean Dajiang?"
"We all call him Dajiang. If you hadn't told me, I would have forgotten his original name!"
Song Lehan: "Why do you call him Dajiang?"
"His name is Dajiang. You may not know that Jiangcuo means sea in Tibetan."
"And..." Grandma paused here.
She glanced around, leaned closer to Song Lehan, and said in a low voice, "I'm telling you this because I see you have a good eye for it. Don't tell anyone else."
It sounded like they were going to talk about gossip, and Song Lehan nodded actively.
"Dajiang has a tough life. When he was young, his parents divorced and they ran away to the big city, leaving him here without even a living allowance. His grandparents are old and can't earn much, so they can only rely on subsidies from the village to survive.
You don't know, that family of three lived in such a pitiful state. Their porridge had barely a grain of rice, and they'd have to drink several bowls to fill themselves up, only to be hungry again soon. The villagers couldn't bear to see them suffer, so they often provided them with aid.
Later, when Dajiang grew up a little, he started to find ways to earn his own tuition and support himself until he went to college.
Dajiang was also promising, having been admitted to a good university. On the day he received his acceptance letter, his father returned, wanting to take him away. He'd heard that his father had married a wealthy woman and started a company, and now that he had money, he'd remembered his son, a talented student.
Dajiang drove his father away, but he insisted on staying here to look after us old people."
When she said this, tears were already glistening in grandma's eyes.
Song Lehan also felt uncomfortable after hearing this.
It turns out that Xu Jiangcuo is so pitiful.
There is no love from mother, and no care from father.
His grandparents, the only ones who cared about him, didn't stay with him for long.
It is hard to imagine how Xu Jiangcuo survived all those years.
Grandma sighed deeply and continued, "Our Dajiang has made a name for himself and is joining the army. He said he wants to be transferred back here to look after us old men and women."
Grandma curled her lips, wrinkled her nose, and asked Song Lehan: "We are all buried in the earth, what is there to defend?"
"No," Grandma lowered her eyes and shook her head firmly, "We don't agree! He finally got out, how can he come back again? He has to go out. In the future, he has to be more successful than his father!"
Song Lehan nodded and agreed: "Dajiang will definitely have a bright future."
"But," he said again, "Why doesn't Dajiang go with his father?"
Since his grandparents are no longer around, he might as well follow his father.
At least there is no need to worry about finances.
Grandma waved her hand and said, "Oh, you young man, you think too simply."
"I haven't taken care of him for so many years, but when I heard that he got admitted to university, I thought of this son. What does he mean by that?" Grandma leaned closer to Song Lehan, her voice becoming even lower. "I heard that it's because his wife can't have children, so he can't bring Dajiang over to support him."
After saying this, grandma sighed and shook her head, a look of regret on her face, "Everyone with the surname Jiang is a good man, how could there be such a playboy like his father!"
After hearing these words, Song Lehan suddenly understood why Xu Jiangcuo was so obsessed with "being together forever".
When he confessed his love to me, he asked: We will always be together, right?
At that time, Song Lehan didn't think much about it. He just wanted him to agree quickly and complete the task given by Jiang Yue.
Perhaps, at that time, Xu Jiangcuo took her casual affirmation seriously.
He naively believed that she would not leave him.
They will always be together.
No wonder.
No wonder when they first got together, Xu Jiangcuo was a little cautious and tentative, as if he didn't care much about this relationship.
Song Lehan thought that he really didn't like her very much, and was happy about it for a long time.
Since he didn't like her, her guilt wasn't as strong.
Now that I think about it, Xu Jiangcuo might have been pretending not to care.
Otherwise, why would he only agree to her confession?
"Don't tell Dajiang that I told you these things." Grandma patted Song Lehan's wrist and began to ask her: "What is your relationship with Dajiang?"
Song Lehan came back to his senses and thought for a moment, "He and I were classmates."
"Classmate," Grandma said thoughtfully, "What do you do for a living?"
Song Lehan didn't know how to answer.
Grandma noticed her hesitation and explained with a smile, "I'm not trying to match you up with Dajiang. I want you to find a suitable girl for Dajiang and introduce her to him."
"Dajiang is an honest kid. If he sets his sights on someone, he'll definitely treat her well, but he won't take the initiative. So far, he hasn't brought a girl home."
"If you see someone suitable, please introduce him to her." Grandma smiled kindly and patted Song Lehan with her hands covered with age spots. "Please."
Song Lehan lowered his head.
The old man's hands were so shriveled that only skin remained, dotted with black spots, forming a sharp contrast with her fair and tender hands.
For some unknown reason, she held her grandmother's hand.
"Grandma, Dajiang is handsome and a soldier. When the time comes, there will be a lot of girls vying to marry him without me introducing them!"
Grandma smiled meaningfully, "It would be great if that were the case."
"What's so good about this?"
Xu Jiangcuo suddenly appeared, scaring Song Lehan so much that his back trembled.
Without waiting for anyone to recover, he took a blanket and covered Song Lehan's back, "Have you been waiting for a long time? Have you caught a cold?"
After a second of silence, Song Lehan realized that this was directed at him.
"Yeah, I'm fine." She glanced at the blanket on her body, her brows wrinkled like a caterpillar. Just as she was about to take it off, she was held down by Xu Jiangcuo.
He covered her with the blanket again and emphasized: "I secretly went back to your room to get this. It's not dirty."
"I don't mind it being dirty." Song Lehan muttered softly and reached out to gather the blanket.
Xu Jiangcuo raised the corner of his mouth, and noticed the grandmother next to him looking at them with a smile. He turned his head and asked warily, "Grandma, you didn't say anything about me again, did you?"
Grandma raised her head to the side and started chatting with others, completely ignoring Xu Jiangcuo's words.
Xu Jiangcuo opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but when he noticed Song Lehan's pitying look, he couldn't help but suppress the words and looked at her: "Did I really tell you something about me?"
Song Lehan nodded obediently.
"What did she say?" Xu Jiangcuo's eyes widened, innocent yet surprised. Finally, he tilted his head helplessly and sighed, saying resentfully, "Grandma is just like that. Don't believe anything she says. Just think she's confused and talking nonsense—"
Before he could finish his words, he was slapped by his grandmother.
"Who are you calling confused?"
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