Capítulo 1756: Chapter 1613: She Min Returns Ho
Mr. and Mrs. She were busy at ho, waiting for their daughter.
Just as they were preparing dinner, a neighbor knocked on the door:
“Minmin’s mom, has Minmin co back yet?”
Mrs. She quickly responded and opened the door: “Not yet, not back; she said she’d be here in another half an hour. Sister Wu, you are…”
The neighbor called Sister Wu was holding a bowl of rice dumplings and smiled:
“You forgot, last ti I told you my nephew from my maternal family isn’t much older than Minmin. I’ve watched her grow up. Minmin is obedient and well-behaved; my nephew is also honest. I thought of introducing them, just in case there’s a connection?”
Mrs. She thought to herself, wasn’t that just so polite conversation downstairs? How co she took it seriously and didn’t ntion it?
Besides, these days, people praise children for being honest when there’s nothing else good about them, right?
Her Minmin being [obedient and well-behaved] made her even more uncomfortable with casually finding a match.
She replied politely, “The kid’s work has just stabilized, and she’s still young, so for now…”
“Oh, listen to !”
Sister Wu interrupted her: “She’s just a young girl, working in so village. That’s so dangerous! And she doesn’t have access to et prominent people. What if she gets tricked by villagers, do you and your husband plan to let her marry a villager?”
“Furthermore, I’m not boasting, but my nephew is 1.75 ters tall, perfectly suitable for our Minmin! And he has a car; he could pick up Minmin from the train station…”
Mr. She stood there confused: Is having a car such a remarkable feature?
They live right next to the train station! He wouldn’t go pick up his daughter? Minmin said she just had a backpack and would take a shared bike ho.
But in any case—
“Sister Wu, let’s talk about your nephew later. The priority now is the kid coming ho, and I’m busy with preparations…”
Why choose this mont to talk about it? If your nephew is as clueless as you, we wouldn’t agree anyway.
Sigh! The old neighborhood was better; everyone knew each other. These new neighbors always feel like we don’t connect.
Sister Wu isn’t completely clueless; realizing she shouldn’t rush, she cheerfully left.
Who would’ve thought that just as she stepped out, there was noise by the elevator, and She Min appeared with a large backpack, coming ho just like that!
Sister Wu glanced again: Slightly over 1.6 ters, neither tall nor short, but her skin was fair and clear, looking healthy with a good complexion—oh!
This shows the child doesn’t stay up late, surely doesn’t eat takeout, right?
She disapproves of young people staying up late and eating takeout these days.
As soon as She Min stepped out of the elevator, she saw the neighbor aunt standing there smiling at her.
Late at night, it was quite creepy.
She imdiately withdrew her smile and shrugged her shoulders: “Auntie.”
Then she quickly sidestepped and walked past: “Mom! Dad! I’m back!”
The security door opened, and Mr. and Mrs. She looked at their daughter, instantly filled with joy!
“Oh my, working in the countryside really nourishes people; she looks so radiant!”
She Min proudly replied, “Our company is of course really good!”
“Mom, the Dragon Boat Festival bonus was several hundred, if not for the gift sales I didn’t want to do, I could’ve earned another 1,000!”
The family’s voices were muffled by the door, and Sister Wu listening outside thought it sounded great: giving such generous bonuses for the Dragon Boat Festival, the job seems really good!
If the match worked out, her nephew could go and work there, too.
She, feeling pleased, rushed back to her room to call her relatives.
anwhile at the She Family, She Min was regretting coming back late at night, her deliveries not yet arriving, and quickly opened her bag:
“Hurry! Dad! Take the waterlon!”
Throughout the journey ho, she hadn’t dared let the bag leave her side, carefully holding it at the security checks.
After all, it was the boss’s waterlon!
Mr. She looked at it and couldn’t help but laugh: Silly daughter!
Oh dear, no wonder they say she’s too shy; her workplace leader must’ve been really persuasive, giving her two waterlons and having her treasure them so.
Hauling them all the way back… wasn’t that exhausting?
But since the daughter seed so expectant, like presenting a treasure, as parents, they couldn’t say much and had to sigh, placing the waterlon by the door.
Unexpectedly, She Min was dissatisfied: “Dad, how can you put them there? What if soone accidentally kicks them?”
Mr. She: ???
If they kick them, well, it’s just a waterlon, not a bun.
Thinking further, since it was the silly girl’s effort from afar, he tentatively asked: “Then, should it go on the table?”
She Min hesitated for a mont: “But what if the waterlon rolls off?”
Mr. She: …
“Don’t you feel hot? Should we eat it first?”
“No way!”
It was then that She Min realized: “I’m too tired today; I’m not in the right mood for eating, and I haven’t showered yet. There’s even better stuff in the deliveries, which I want to open together tomorrow!”
“Dad, Mom, you’ll definitely be amazed!”
Mr. She: ….Does eating waterlon really require such a ritual? Can’t quite understand the young people’s sense of ceremony these days.
But the child just returned, so he happily agreed to everything, while Mrs. She asked: “I’ve cooked braised pork, shall I get you a bowl of rice for so?”
On this note, She Min rembered:
“Mom! There are 5 buns in my backpack, specially made by the chef. Quick, quick, don’t let them spoil!”
Mrs. She: …
Even she began to feel sorry for her silly daughter.
What kind of ti is it to treasure 5 buns coming ho. During her youth, life wasn’t this tough, was it?
But the child just returned, so forget it, no need to ntion it!
As for the braised pork…
She Min hesitated a mont: “Can I skip it? I had several braised pork rice dumplings today…”
The taste still lingered in her thoughts.
If she ate the ho-cooked braised pork, the beautiful mory would be gone — such a pity.
But Mrs. She, unaware, thought her daughter had already had braised pork before coming ho.
Thinking about it, at night, it’s indeed a bit greasy; if she doesn’t want to eat, then let it be! Tomorrow, reheating the braised pork, the juices would be absorbed even better, lting in the mouth!
So she gracefully said, “Alright! Why don’t you shower first, we can talk tomorrow! You’re on a week’s holiday, right?”
She Min was indeed tired: “Yes, we got up at 5 to help harvest Ai Cao, then in the morning there was a rice dumpling making contest. We ate and drank at noon, and before leaving, snuck an afternoon tea…”
“And my waterlon, I held it in my arms all the way…”
Most importantly, spending ti at Lao Song’s really did wonders for her health.
Half a year ago, this would be the start of her nightlife, but now at this ti, she even started feeling sleepy.
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