"Mom, you don't need to bring my dinner tonight."
The first thing Yu Mobai said when he got home was, "I'm going out to eat tonight."
Where to?
Neither of the elderly couple went to work; Zheng Zhaoxia stayed home alone to do the laundry, shop for groceries, and prepare for the New Year.
Zheng Zhaoxia was tidying up the kitchen on a stool when she stopped what she was doing. "You still have the mood to go out for dinner?"
"Okay, let's eat at Uncle Ji's house."
Yu Mobai said shamelessly, "I just told him."
Where to?
Zheng Zhaoxia thought she hadn't heard clearly.
"Let's go to Uncle Ji's house."
"Go to Ji Zhigang's place? He wants you to go?"
"Uncle Ji didn't say I couldn't go."
Yu Mobai always had a point: "If you don't refuse me, it means you agree. Isn't that a common practice? Back then, when Bodhi Patriarch tapped Sun Wukong on the head three times, Sun Wukong still knew to go and steal his teachings in the middle of the night."
"If you're willing to get scolded, I can't be bothered with you."
Zheng Zhaoxia snorted coldly, "With you making such a scene, your father and I don't know how to face people during the New Year. We'll lose all face."
"What's the big deal? Didn't the comb say we're not together?"
Yu Mobai retorted, "The parties involved have already said it, so you should just take it as true."
"The wooden comb was there to save you from embarrassment."
Zheng Zhaoxia was furious whenever the topic came up. "Mushu was such a sensible child, but she had to run into a piece of trash like you."
"If wooden combs are good, then winter is not?"
Yu Mobai said with a grin, "Mom, you can't be biased. You have to side with both of your grandsons from now on."
"If you could really give me two grandsons, that would be great."
The scene she had imagined did not occur. Instead, Zheng Zhaoxia said, contrary to her usual self, "I really like both of these girls."
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"Mom, do you prefer your eldest grandson or your daughter?"
Yu Mobai grinned and said, "If you like a grandson, you can have a few more."
"Tch, alright, I was just saying that."
Zheng Zhaoxia waved her hand, "How can we really take them all? Hurry up and go inside, you're just a nuisance."
Yu Mobai pursed his lips. Zheng Zhaoxia didn't understand what he meant. He meant that there were several other girls who could have grandsons, but Zheng Zhaoxia understood it as Ji Mushu and Dong Yi having more children.
If you don't understand, you don't understand. He's already said it anyway.
Moreover, I noticed that my mother's attitude was a bit greedy; she wanted it all.
No wonder he's a jerk, it turns out it's inherited from his mother.
By blaming this problem on Zheng Zhaoxia, Yu Mobai felt much more at ease.
Who can stop genetics?
It's not his fault, it's not his fault.
It's the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month; the Chinese New Year is just around the corner.
Yu Mobai could clearly hear the elderly people chatting downstairs from his room.
These people were all carrying several plastic bags filled with things to prepare for the Chinese New Year, clearly having just returned from buying groceries.
When you run into acquaintances, you chat for a few minutes, asking questions like whether your son or daughter will be coming home for the Chinese New Year.
"It's this time of year that really brings the festive spirit."
Yu Mobai stood by the window and sighed. At noon, he indeed went to Ji Zhigang's house.
Holding a bottle of fine wine that Yu Jinsheng had brought home, he was ready to get Ji Zhigang drunk.
Ji Zhigang knocked on the door, opened it, and quickly closed it again when he saw it was Yu Mobai.
"Hey, Uncle Ji, open the door."
Undeterred, Yu Mobai knocked on the door, "I've come to freeload a meal."
There was no movement inside.
"Wooden comb, open the door! Open the door quickly!"
He shamelessly called out "wooden comb" again, but the result was the same; no one paid any attention to him.
"Damn, that's so thoughtful."
Yu Mobai shook his head and went home. "Knowing that I hadn't had lunch yet, they turned me away first. Actually, I prefer steamed egg custard."
"Oh, you're back?"
Zheng Zhaoxia seemed to have expected this; she continued wiping and washing, wondering, "Did I get a cold shoulder?"
"No, Uncle Ji asked me to go in, but after thinking about it, I realized it wasn't a good idea, so I came back."
Yu Mobai put down the wine and returned to his room.
Ji Zhigang's family doesn't have any inside agents, but Dong Muhong's family does.
Since Comrade Ji won't open the door, let's go knock on Comrade Dong's door instead.
He took out his phone and sent Dong Yike a message: "What are you doing?"
"Getting ready to leave."
Dong Yike replied, "I'm going out to buy New Year's goods and prepare some dishes for the New Year."
Yu Mobai: "Didn't I see Aunt Dong just prepare it a couple of days ago?"
Dong Yike: "The vegetables are all at Uncle Ji's house. My mom is the type who would never go there for the New Year, and my attempts to persuade her were useless, so she's planning to buy some more."
Yu Mobai: "Then I'll go too. Remember to open the door for me."
After taking his phone back, he felt he couldn't remain silent with the wooden comb; he should at least express his stance.
So he sent Ji Mushu a message.
As expected, it was like throwing a stone into the sea.
I sent another text message, but still no response.
Finally, I dialed Ji Mushu's number. At first, the call went through, but then she blocked my number.
Yu Mobai tried again, and sure enough, it was still on the blacklist.
Only then did he feel at ease. Some girls are particularly cunning; they will block you and then unblock you again.
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