My aunt sat up after lying down, and first opened the window a little to let in some air.
As soon as she lay down, she sighed and sat up again.
Uncle Xu Zhirong rested his head on his arms, staring at the ceiling with his eyes open, as if he didn't notice his wife tossing and turning.
My aunt said to herself, "No." Then she walked to the desk in her slippers.
This time, my uncle reacted:
"What are you doing? You called my mom in the middle of the night and scared them?"
My aunt glanced back at the quartz clock while dialing the number and said:
"No, what time is it? We must tell your mother about this, so that we won't be blamed in the future."
"Hello, Mom, it's me. Are you still awake?
I'm telling you...
No, it’s not about the troubles on my brother-in-law’s side now.
Guess what? I went to the hospital today and saw Xiaoxiao's boyfriend. She's dating someone, and they've been together for over half a year.
When my aunt heard my mother-in-law's words, she only uttered an "Ah?" in surprise and remained silent. She didn't care whether the old lady could digest all these things at once. She was afraid that my mother-in-law would misunderstand that it was an ordinary person, so she spoke quickly:
"How could she be her college classmate?
That man is already 31 years old. Why does he look so old to me? He looks like he's 35.
I didn't say anything serious, what do you want me to say?
Alas, Zhirong was an uncle, so he couldn't say anything. He was a man, and he was afraid of hurting the child.
Xiaoxiao said that my brother-in-law turned a blind eye.
Mom, yes, I think my brother-in-law feels we're not a good match. I feel that way too, and I'm really unsure.
Listen to me, he has thick eyebrows and big eyes, and his features are regular, but he is too thin and has wrinkles around his eyes. Tsk tsk, that man is so dark!"
My uncle got up and paced back and forth in the bedroom in annoyance, but when he heard his wife calling the other person black, he looked over speechlessly.
Can you tell me something useful?
My aunt glanced at my uncle who was about to get angry, then her eyes flickered and she simply stopped looking at him. She turned around and started talking in detail while holding the phone:
"He is so old, how old is Xiaoxiao?
He is so dark, and we are a fair and clean little girl.
He's from some kind of Northeastern Harbin, a town and a village. Xiaoxiao is a city girl, and as a Kyoto girl, I should find someone local...
Okay, let’s not talk about this.
Yes, that man is rich and drives a shabby Xiali. Mom, he is the owner of a coal mine, but he has no education and is illiterate!
Having money is useless. Xiaoxiao is a college student, so she should find an honest, reliable man with a stable job, and the two of them are of the same age, right?
Wouldn't it be more suitable to find someone who's also a college student? It would also be more respectable to say it out loud, right?
This is what happens in private. How sad is that?
If that day really comes, all the relatives who love to watch the fun will guess that Xiaoxiao is looking for someone who is getting married for the second time.
You said about me and Zhirong, what kind of guy can't we introduce to her?
As for the troubles in my brother-in-law's family, it can't affect Xiaoxiao.
Liang Bosheng is of that caliber, and with a father-in-law like him, even if we take a step back and don't talk about finding someone of equal status, we can find someone from a poor family, and we can live happily ever after!"
The old lady who was far away in the south hung up the phone and said to Xiaoxiao's grandfather:
"Now she's starting to worry about our granddaughter. If she hadn't been so narrow-minded before, Xiaoxiao would have lived a happier life than now."
Xiaoxiao's grandfather decided to buy a train ticket tomorrow and wait until his son arrived at work before calling him.
Hearing this, he advised:
"Our daughter and Zhirong's wife didn't get along for long before they died.
Our daughter-in-law is okay.
Who is she targeting? Isn't it Zhirong? Isn't it us?
You, you can't expect your daughter-in-law to treat Xiaoxiao like her own daughter. It's enough for her to help and show up when there's something wrong. We should thank her."
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The Liang family seemed very cold and deserted at this time.
After the smashing and looting, Liang Bosheng felt very empty inside.
He couldn't help but stare towards the kitchen, listening to the clang-dang-dang sound of cucumber being shredded.
Bi Tielin brought the bowl of noodles to the table, picked up the chopsticks and handed it over.
On the round table, besides a bowl of noodles, there was also a plate of shredded cucumber and a bowl of meat sauce.
When Liang Bosheng took the chopsticks, he saw a bleeding spot on Bi Tielin's fist. He pursed his lips, paused, and then said:
"Let's have a drink." After saying that, he stood up and went to get the white wine.
Liang Baisheng picked up the glass, and Bi Tielin took the initiative to toast him. Without saying a word, he tilted his head back and drank the whole cup. Then he scooped a few spoonfuls of meat sauce into Liang Baisheng's bowl. After the spicy taste of the white wine was completely swallowed, Bi Tielin began to eat in big mouthfuls.
The room was filled with the sound of him slurping noodles. He was the silent and unsociable one, and that was him.
So Liang Bosheng asked first: "How is the coal mining going?"
Bi Tielin choked.
He thought that Liang's father would continue to get drunk and then continue to cause trouble after getting drunk. He had already made up his mind: if Liang's father said to drink, he would drink with him; if he said to do something, he would do it and accompany him.
But this, asking him how he was doing, I felt a mixture of emotions.
He was enthusiastic, expectant, and surprised. He also acted very genuinely and spoke frankly:
“I’ve tasted the ups and downs of life.
No matter who you know in Kyoto, when you get there, people of higher rank will recognize you, but people of lower rank won't care about you.
Those people never do anything serious all day long. I spent a lot of time going through the formalities and dealing with them.
Liang Bosheng picked up the wine glass, took a sip and said:
“It’s like this everywhere.
Take the window units for example, they go off work on time and don’t care how long the queue is.
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