Although it was Anna's first time at a post office, with Huang Ling's guidance, they quickly arrived at the post office.
Old Liu from the mailroom was also taken aback when he saw Anna. Despite being over fifty years old, this was the first time he had ever seen a foreigner. Curious, he stared at Anna, making her a little embarrassed. Anna blushed and asked him, "Grandpa, have you never seen a foreigner before?"
Old Liu chuckled first before saying, "Never. I'm just curious, how did you learn Chinese?"
Anna pointed at Huang Ling and said, "Her son taught me that. I'm her daughter-in-law!"
"Is that so?"
Old Liu smiled and said to Huang Ling, "Lingzi, you're really lucky! Your son actually married a foreign wife, which is a great honor for us Chinese!"
Huang Ling said with some pride, "Actually, it's not that certain! Although Anna is very proactive, my son is a bit stubborn!"
"What's wrong? He rejected such a beautiful woman?"
“He’s not rejecting me, he just can’t get over it. Our neighbor’s daughter was stabbed to death because of him, and it’s been half a year, but he still can’t get over it!”
"Really? Then he's quite a kind and loyal person! Didn't you say he had difficulty walking? How did he get to know such a beautiful foreign girl?"
“Ever since that girl died, my son has been blaming himself. I was worried that he might get sick, so I told his uncle. His uncle is a researcher and also a director of the National People's Congress. He knows Americans, so he contacted a hospital for my son to go there to get his leg checked. Anna is the nurse who takes care of my son, and she works 24 hours a day!”
"That must cost a lot of money, right?"
"I've used all of the 100,000 yuan compensation my son received from his former employer, the design firm!"
"Right! No matter how much it costs, as long as the person is better, then the money wasn't wasted!"
"My son says he can stand up now, but he's afraid to stand for long periods of time; he still needs more practice!"
"It takes a hundred days to recover from a bone injury. If it doesn't heal after a hundred days, it's because the bone is growing crooked and needs to be corrected!"
"I don't know. He just came back from outside. Let's wait until he's recovered a bit more before we talk about it!"
"Okay, I wish your son a speedy recovery and a quick marriage, so you can have a grandson, right?"
"Thank you, Brother Liu, I appreciate your kind words!"
The three of them talked for a while longer before settling the bill for yesterday's newspapers, loading today's newspapers onto the truck, counting the copies, and working until after 3 p.m. before finally returning to the newsstand. By the time they got back to the newsstand, it was almost 5 p.m.!
Upon arriving at the newsstand, the two men were busy unloading the truck and arranging newspapers and magazines, working with great enthusiasm and energy.
When they were almost finished tidying up, Song Ying, as usual, brought them some hot steamed buns and said, "You must be exhausted, Anna. Come on, have a bun first. Look at you, you're all sweating so much, it's heartbreaking!"
Anna first wiped the sweat from her forehead, then smiled and said, "Thank you, ma'am. How much is this bun?"
Song Ying was taken aback at first, then suddenly laughed and said, "Silly boy, thank you for calling me so young, but according to Tu Nan's system, you should call me aunt, because my son married his sister, who is your sister-in-law. We are all relatives, there are no outsiders!"
"Oh, so Auntie is my wife! I'm sorry, I'm not stupid, I just didn't know our relationship!"
"Ha ha!"
Song Ying laughed again before saying, "That's not how it's said, Anna. 'Not being an outsider' means we're relatives, not just ordinary people. 'Not being a wife' means a husband-wife relationship, it's also an ancient term, meaning wife!"
Anna frowned slightly, looking a little confused, and said, "Oh, although I don't understand what you're saying, Auntie, I know we're not outsiders!"
"Yes, they're not outsiders, they're relatives!"
"Song Ying, give me a basket of steamed buns and four servings of millet porridge."
Song Ying turned her head and saw Zhang Amei. She quickly smiled and said, "Why do you need so much stuff today?"
Zhang Amei laughed and said, "To tell you the truth, Song Ying, my son Wu Xiaojun brought his girlfriend home, and she's still here! I have to buy her breakfast!"
"What?"
Song Ying said in surprise, "What? Xiao Jun has a girlfriend! Oh my, that's great! Now you don't have to worry anymore, you can just sit back and wait to hold your grandson!"
"It was bound to happen sooner or later, but it came a bit too suddenly. By the way, don't make the buns too hot! They'll stick to the skin and be hard to handle later!"
"Don't worry, I'll let it air dry for you, I promise it won't stick. By the way, Xiao Jun brought his girlfriend home, and they consummated their marriage last night?"
"No, it can't be that fast. That girl is already sleeping in Xiaomin's room. They'll consummate their marriage after everyone has been invited to dinner. Even if Xiaojun is a government official, it can't be this quick!"
Song Ying laughed and said, "What's wrong with that? The country has been reforming and opening up for so long, our minds should be more open too! Otherwise, how will you hold your grandchildren?"
"There's no rush. We can wait until everyone has had the wedding banquet before letting them consummate their marriage!"
Song Ying called out to the breakfast shop, "Yao Yao, pack up the cooled buns for your Aunt Zhang, and also get four bowls of rice porridge!"
"Okay, Auntie, it'll be ready soon!"
A short while later, Feng Yaoyao came out carrying two plastic bags, one containing steamed buns and the other containing millet porridge, and handed them to Zhang Amei.
Zhang Amei asked Song Ying, "How much is it? I'll give you the money!"
"No need, you take the food first! We're neighbors!"
"No, no, this also has its costs!"
"Twenty steamed buns cost ten yuan, and four servings of millet porridge cost two yuan, making it twelve yuan in total. You can give me ten yuan!"
Is ten yuan enough?
"Enough, enough! How can it not be enough? They're all our neighbors!"
So Zhang Amei took out ten yuan and handed it to Song Ying.
As Song Ying took the money, she asked, "Sister! What's that girl's name? Do you know her?"
"Her name is Jiang Xiaoyue!"
Song Ying asked in surprise, "What's your name?"
"Jiang Xiaoyue!"
"Jiang Xiaoyue?"
"Yes, Jiang Xiaoyue, you're all busy! I'll go deliver lunch to my daughter-in-law!"
"Jiang Xiaoyue?"
Song Ying muttered something again, then walked over to Huang Ling and said, "Sister Ling, did you hear Zhang Amei's daughter-in-law's name? What's it?"
"I think her name was something like Jiang Xiaoyue?"
"What? Her real name is Jiang Xiaoyue?"
Huang Ling asked, somewhat puzzled, "What's wrong, Song Ying?"
At this moment, Song Ying's mind was in complete chaos. She never expected that Wu Xiaojun's girlfriend was named Jiang Xiaoyue.
So she said to Huang Ling, "Sister Ling, do you remember the photos someone gave you yesterday?"
"Of course I remember, why?"
"The girl in that photo is named Jiang Xiaoyue!"
"What? Impossible! Could it be someone with the same name? With such a large population, it's not uncommon for a few people to have the same name. Besides, it can't be such a coincidence, right?"
Song Ying didn't answer Huang Ling's question. Instead, she hurried into the breakfast shop, went to the kitchen, and saw Lin Wufeng making steamed buns in the back. She said, "Lin Wufeng!"
Lin Wufeng quickly stopped what he was doing, looked at Song Ying who seemed a little off, and said, "What's wrong with you? You look so distracted!"
Song Ying walked up to Lin Wufeng and said, "Yesterday Wu Xiaojun brought a girlfriend home. Guess what her name is?"
Lin Wufeng smiled and said, "How am I supposed to guess? I haven't seen it!"
"Okay, I won't beat around the bush with you. Wu Xiaojun's girlfriend is named Jiang Xiaoyue!"
Lin Wufeng's face froze instantly, and he asked, "What's your name?"
"Jiang Xiaoyue! She's your supermarket cashier, Jiang Xiaoyue!"
Lin Wufeng said with some disbelief, "Impossible, right? Could it be someone with the same name?"
"Sister Ling said the same thing just now, but how could it be such a coincidence?"
"Don't rush. You can't be sure it's Jiang Xiaoyue before you've seen her!"
"How could I not be anxious? I never expected that vixen would come to my doorstep!"
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