Wang Shaole stared at him: "You want to pursue my aunt?"
Qi Jianping put his hands on his knees and said nervously, "Yes."
Wang Shaole: "My aunt doesn't like you, you'd better give up as soon as possible."
Qi Jianping's ears tingled, he lowered his eyes to look at her, and forced himself to curl the corners of his mouth, "How do you know that your aunt won't like me in the future?"
Wang Shaole spread his hands, "What do you think you can bring to my aunt? Don't tell me about illusory love. My aunt has everything she needs. What good can she get from being with you?"
Qi Jianping was surprised that a teenage girl could be so practical in her words. At her age, shouldn't she be feeling romantic and having dreams about love?
"I have liked your aunt for many years. You think love is illusory, but for me, this may be the only thing I can afford. After all, I am far inferior to your aunt in other aspects."
Wang Shaole crossed his arms and raised his chin. "You are quite self-aware. What do you do?"
"I work in the army." Qi Jianping did not look down on her just because the girl sitting opposite him was a junior. This girl looked even harder to please than Wang Shuning.
Wang Shaole frowned, "Soldier?"
Qi Jianping nodded.
"Not qualified. Soldiers are very busy. They stay in the army all day and don't go home. If my aunt is with you, what's the difference between her being alone!"
…
Qi Jianping was almost speechless.
Wang Shaole has a quick mind and is very eloquent.
The most important thing is that, in her opinion, no one is worthy of her aunt, and she can find a lot of faults in Qi Jianping.
When Wang Shuning brought Wang Shaoqiang back, the atmosphere at the table had become a little silent.
By the time we finished eating, it was almost six o'clock in the evening. Hundreds of lights had been lit around the New Year's goods stalls, turning the night into day.
Wang Shuning drove the two children back home.
"Aunt, do you like that uncle?" Wang Shaoqiang was holding the takeout bag in his hand and didn't dare to put it down, for fear that the soup would leak out and spill on the seat.
Wang Shaole turned his head and stared at Wang Shuning.
"I don't like you. We're just ordinary friends. We haven't seen each other for many years."
Wang Shaoqiang nodded and asked innocently, "What kind of person does the little aunt like?"
"Hmm~" Wang Shuning murmured, as if he was thinking.
"My aunt doesn't know either. I used to think I wasn't old enough, but now I feel like I don't have a fixed image. I just haven't met someone I like, and maybe I'll never meet someone I like in my lifetime."
Wang Shaole clenched her hands between her legs. She was fourteen years old and knew what love was like compared to Wang Shaoqiang, who was twelve years old.
The car lights flashed on the glass window of the Wang family. Song's mother stood at the door with her hands on her waist. "You went out to play all day and didn't come back. Look at the time it's already."
Wang Shuning closed the car door. "When we left, the lights were bright over at Mojing Mountain. Many people went there at night. The stall owner said they would open until nine o'clock in the evening, so it was not too late."
Song Guiying glared, "They are all nearby. The buses don't run after 9pm. If you don't have a car, it will take three or four hours to ride a bicycle back."
Wang Shaole signaled Wang Shaoqiang with his eyes.
The other party immediately ran to Song Guiying with something in his hand and said, "Grandma, we brought you some food. It's a little cold. I'll go heat it up."
Wang Jianjun saw his son carrying a large amount of food and thought, "I'm sure he won't be able to finish all this."
As a result, a group of family members who had already brushed their teeth sat around the kang, watching TV and eating the whole table of food.
Song's mother ate while teaching him, "Eat less spicy food in the future. It hurts your stomach."
Wang Shaole glanced at Wang Shuning, and Wang Shuning shook his head slightly and said, "Whatever your grandma says, I'll take you there another day."
Wang Shuning slept until dawn.
In the hotel, Qi Jianping lay on the bed and couldn't fall asleep no matter how much he tossed and turned.
I got up from the bed in the middle of the night, opened the window and let in the cold wind, but my heart was colder than ice, without any cracks at all.
“Bang, bang, bang.”
"Who is it? Stop taking pictures."
Zhang Xiuzhen was just about to get up when she heard someone knocking on the door. It seemed like someone was knocking with such force, maybe they were trying to break down the door on New Year's Day?
When she opened the door and looked at her sister-in-law, Zhang Xiuzhen was furious. How could she be here again after only two days of going back?
"Aunt."
"Aunt."
Two young men popped up next to them. They were Wang Shuyi’s twin sons, Zhu Huatuan and Zhu Huayuan.
Zhang Xiuzhen felt uneasy, "Shuyi, Chinese New Year is coming tomorrow, why did you bring two children here?"
Wang Shuyi stretched out his hand to push Zhang Xiuzhen away, turned his head and ordered Zhu Huatuan and Zhu Huayuan, "You have no sense at all. Do you still want to go back to that doghouse? Hurry and get in."
Zhang Xiuzhen was pushed against the door and watched her sister-in-law drive the two children into the yard like driving donkeys.
Song Guiying and Wang Jianguo have grown older in the past two years and get up later. They were not ready to get up after being woken up by the knocking on the door. They only sat up after hearing their eldest daughter's voice.
Wang Jianguo opened the curtain and looked outside. "It's the eldest girl. Tuantuan and Yuanyuan are here too."
Song Guiying reached out and picked up the cotton jacket covering the quilt, muttering, "Why are you here at this time?"
The couple couldn't sleep anymore, so they just got up.
As soon as the door was opened, Wang Shuyi rushed towards Song's mother and said, "Mom, I want to divorce Zhu Hua."
Wang Shuning lifted the quilt covering his head and listened carefully to the voices outside. He seemed to have heard the word "divorce" just now?
"What nonsense are you talking about on New Year's Day?" Song's mother, who had heard such words many times, had little patience.
Wang Shuyi defended herself, "Mom, I'm serious this time. I've brought Tuantuan and Yuanyuan back with me. I'll go to the police station tomorrow to change my last name."
Now no one in the living room spoke.
Song's mother looked her eldest daughter up and down, but couldn't see anything wrong. "Did Zhu Hua bully you?"
Zhu Huayuan wanted to speak but was stopped by his brother.
Wang Shuyi sat on the stool and said with a wronged look on his face: "Zhu Hua slapped me this morning."
Song's mother immediately lifted her eldest daughter's face and looked at it carefully. It was a little red. "How could Zhu Hua hit you? Come on, I will take you to the Zhu family to ask for an explanation."
Wang Shuyi dragged Song's mother and said, "Mom, I don't want to go back. I want to divorce Zhu Hua."
Mother Song looked at her husband.
Wang Jianguo frowned. The two children are already so grown up, it is not appropriate to divorce now.
Wang Shuning got up from the bed and put on his cotton jacket. When he opened the door, the atmosphere outside was already not very good.
"Aunt." Zhu Huatuan looked at Wang Shuning and shouted.
"Aunt." Zhu Huayuan called out reluctantly.
Wang Shuning responded: "Hey."
Sister-in-law Zhang Xiuzhen suddenly asked, "Shuyi, why did Zhu Hua hit you? I've never heard you say he had this problem before."
Wang Shuyi dodged his gaze and said, "I had an argument with him this morning and he started to beat me up. If I hadn't run fast with Tuantuan and Yuanyuan, I would have been beaten to death by him."
Zhu Huayuan clenched his fists at his sides and his breathing became heavier.
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