"Grandpa, can we talk about something normal? I really can't understand you if you keep talking like this. If you speak in standard English, I can get a translator to translate it. But yours isn't standard, and you're even making up some of your own ideas. How am I supposed to understand what you're saying?" He Caiwei looked at her grandfather helplessly.
I really don't know what to say about this old man.
"No, these are all things taught to us by those old men outside. How come we can understand them but you can't?" The old man shook his head with a smile. He was having a great time learning, and it was impossible for him to change his ways.
He's so old, it's okay for him to have some hobbies, what's wrong with that?
Seeing the old man's arrogant little expression, He Caiwei was even more speechless. Then, two little ones came in chattering away.
He Caiwei couldn't understand what the two children were saying at all.
"Grandpa, did you teach these two little ones to talk like that?" He Caiwei couldn't help but laugh as she looked at the old man's proud expression.
The two kids were indeed speaking the Shenzhen dialect, but it was a bit off; their tongues were stretched out so far that they were drooling after just a few words.
Seeing the two of them like this, He Caiwei couldn't help but laugh even more; these two little rascals were just too funny.
Wow, where did this beautiful lady come from...?
"No, are you crazy? This is the eldest sister. Look, Dad said the eldest sister looks a lot like him. And look, this pretty lady looks a lot like Mom. She's the eldest sister..." The little boy said, glancing around as he did so, not forgetting to analyze the situation.
He Caiwei chuckled again when she heard the little boy's logic.
"We agreed to come and get to know each other. I'm your eldest sister, He Caiwei. Would you like to introduce yourselves so I can get to know you?" He Caiwei extended her hand and shook hands with the two of them before asking them to introduce themselves.
"Hello, big sister. I'm Lu Qinglang, the little brother." The little brother stood up straight and introduced himself in a serious manner, looking at her with his beautiful peach blossom eyes squinting.
He Caiwei was completely charmed by his handsome appearance. Even though he was wearing such tattered clothes, it couldn't hide his handsome face, especially his peach blossom eyes that looked exactly like Lu Zhiheng's. They were so captivating that they could steal a person's soul.
"Hello, big sister, I'm the little sister, my name is Lu Qinghua." The little sister's eyes were even prettier than her brother's; they were the kind of eyes that smiled. Her eyelashes were especially long, like one or two small fans, and when she smiled, her eyes looked like crescent moons, which was particularly endearing.
Both of them look very much like He Yuping, and therefore also look very much like He Caiwei, especially the handsome young man who looks most like He Caiwei.
"Alright, come on, kids, come and see the gifts your big sister brought you, including Peking duck from Kyoto. Come and try it, and see if it's any different from our roast goose." He Caiwei opened a bag and dumped everything onto the table.
This big bag is full of food, mainly food that the two little ones can eat. The roast duck was just taken out of his space, mainly for tonight's dinner.
The things He Caiwei brought for the two little ones were all taken from his space. Now, there are very few food and toys specifically for children.
She went to Kyoto and found it uninteresting before returning to her spatial dimension to look for it.
Once kids have food, they don't care about toys anymore.
She prepared everything in duplicate. She even used two jars to wash and dry the small steamed buns before packing them in to prevent them from getting damp.
He also specially used special colored pens to draw beautiful patterns on the outside of the two glass jars; the girl drew mermaids and coral reefs.
The boy's bottle has a picture of two cute little pandas eating bamboo.
The two children were so engrossed in looking at the bottle that they didn't want to put it down. They were even more excited to find out that the little steamed buns inside were so delicious with a rich milky aroma that they wanted to hug the bottle to their bed and gnaw on them all night.
He Caiwei really didn't expect that these two little guys could be satisfied with just a little bit of stuff. If she had known this would happen, why would she have bothered to prepare so many good things? In the end, these two little guys only needed two jars and a box of small steamed buns to settle things.
His mother tidied up everything else and locked it in the closet.
"No need to be so serious, it's even locked. These two little rascals can't possibly steal food, can they?" He Caiwei looked at her mother holding a key and was speechless.
She bought the things just to feed the two little ones, so what's the point of locking them up?
"What are you looking at? Go away. These two are not like you. You were so well-behaved when you were a child. You could do whatever you wanted. If you were allowed to eat, you would eat. If you weren't allowed to eat, you would just watch."
“These two brats are not like you. If they can’t find you, fine. But if they do find you, they’ll turn your house upside down. They not only eat and play with the food, but they even share it with other kids outside.”
“Sharing is good, but it’s not good if it brings unnecessary trouble. Alright, I’ll make the decision, you don’t need to worry about it. Tell me what you’ve been doing all these years. Why haven’t you come back for so many years? If you hadn’t called so often, I would have thought you were lost.” He Yuping was really defeated by her daughter. This teenager was acting like someone in their thirties. How could she be so capable?
"It's nothing. Summer vacation is a bit longer, but we still have to help my uncle get food, so we can't relax at all. That's why we didn't come back. Winter vacation is only a few days, and the trip is over in no time. I haven't even had a chance to sit down properly before I have to go back. What's the point of this trip?" He Caiwei really didn't know what the point of coming back was. Although he should reunite with his family during the Spring Festival, he had been on the train for more than four days. After going back, he had to turn around and come back again. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to register for school in time. What could he do? There was no other way.
"By the way, have you been assigned a job yet? Where are you assigned?" Hearing him say he was on vacation, I suddenly remembered that this guy had already graduated from university and was about to be assigned a job. Who could believe that his 16-year-old son was already a university student?
"It's near home, so I'll be coming home every day from now on. See if you still miss me then." He Caiwei was speechless at her mother's antics. "See if you'll get annoyed seeing me every day from now on?"
"Near home? What place?" He Yuping didn't understand at all and didn't know where he had been assigned.
"A textile factory accountant in the finance department, receiving the treatment of a level 7 cadre, earns 53.5 yuan a month." He Caiwei didn't know any of this. How exactly were the salaries calculated for a cadre and a staff member? Her brother said that what he was thinking now was that a level 7 staff member's salary was 53.5 yuan.
"When do you start work?" After drinking a bottle, he finally understood. Sure enough, the textile factory was near their home, a 20-minute walk away. If they got a bicycle, they could easily go back and forth in just a few minutes every day.
That's pretty good. Although it's not as good as the one next door, it's still quite close. I can consider the 20-minute walk as exercise.
"I'll report for duty on Monday morning and complete the onboarding process. I should start work that day." He Yuping remembered it was Monday, but he still needed to go back and check the date on the invitation letter to avoid making a fool of himself later.
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