In the twilight hours.
"Mom! I’m back!"
"Xiao Lang’s back!"
When Yang Hui walked out of the courtyard full of excitent, she imdiately froze...
...
"Haitang, Weiwei, co on, have so strawberries. You must be tired after sitting in the car for so long."
"Xiao Yu, this is a stir-fried rice cake made by Auntie herself, try it."
"Thank you, Auntie."
"Thank what? Treat this like your own ho. Oh my! How can this little face be so cute? I felt a kinship the mont I saw it! Co, sit next to Auntie."
ng Lang sat on the sofa, eyeing the enthusiastic Yang Hui with suspicion.
"Mom, didn’t you say you weren’t feeling well recently? I haven’t noticed it at all."
"Cough! Just a small cold, you’re making a fuss. I already said you didn’t need to co back to see ."
ng Lang: "..."
A small cold?
"The way you sounded on the phone, anyone would think you couldn’t even get out of bed!" he muttered under his breath.
"What nonsense are you talking about, haha! Don’t listen to his gibberish. Look at this child, he’s been caring from a young age. We catch a cold or cough, and he gets all anxious."
Yang Hui glared at ng Lang, and at the sa ti, she didn’t forget to sell them hard.
She looked from one to the other, her eyes blooming with smiles.
Who would have thought that her son, usually as quiet as a mouse, had unexpectedly brought two stunning beauties ho without a word.
She liked each of them and didn’t know which one to pick. It was indeed a happy Trouble...
"You, bringing guests ho without giving a heads-up, I didn’t have ti to prepare properly to welco them!"
"Auntie, we decided to co over on a whim, sorry for the inconvenience."
"Not at all, how could it be an inconvenience! It’s not easy for you to co all this way, stay a few more days.
The big city is nice, but our countryside has the quiet, and the air is good. I’ll have Xiao Lang take you around tomorrow.
You guys sit tight, I have soup stewing in the pot. I’ll stir-fry a couple of dishes, and we can have dinner in no ti!"
"Auntie, let us help you."
"No need, no need! Sit and enjoy the fruit. Xiao Lang, co out and help !"
"Ah?"
"What ’ah’!"
"Oh!"
After Yang Hui had dragged away a reluctant ng Lang, Lin Haitang and Yan Weiwei finally sighed in relief almost simultaneously.
The two exchanged glances, both looking sowhat uneasy.
"Is this where Uncle grew up? It feels so warm and cozy..."
Xiao Yu tilted her little head, looking around the ng family’s courtyard, her eyes filled with a hint of envy, as if she was reminiscing about sothing.
"It’s actually a bit beyond my expectations. I thought his ho would be filled with hidden dragons and crouching tigers."
Yan Weiwei took a piece of the stir-fried rice cake and stuffed it into her mouth, curiously examining the decorations around her.
"Yeah! I thought it would at least be heavily guarded..."
The two looked at each other and couldn’t help but giggle.
The way ng Lang usually switched personas was incredibly fast, one minute a secret agent in a mysterious organization, the next a hidden master in the Martial Arts world.
Lin Haitang thought his ho would be full of traps, and Yan Weiwei thought everyone in his family could walk on walls...
But now, seeing it was just an ordinary farmyard, and Mr. ng’s mother was a kind and friendly rural woman, they experienced an unexpected collapse of their imaginations.
This mysterious guy, his family background turned out to be so grounded...
It really was a bit unscientific.
He ca from an ordinary family, so where did all his skills co from?
"Look, Uncle’s family photo!"
Turning their heads, they saw an old photo fra placed beside the living room window, containing a picture of a family of four.
Beside Mr. ng and his wife, standing next to ng Lang was a tanned, short-haired little girl.
In the picture, ng Lang, still in his sowhat unfashionable high school uniform, looked to be only eighteen or nineteen years old, with a shy smile on his face.
"So the guy looked like this in high school? Pretty delicate, huh?"
"Huh? What’s this?"
Xiao Yu suddenly picked up a stack of small cards from the corner of the coffee table.
The back was filled with rows of writing, and when flipped over, she realized they were photos...
Xiao Yu, curious, flipped through one of the photos of a pretty lady and read the words on it aloud.
"ng Xiaofang, the granddaughter of Uncle’s cousin, age 22, university graduate, height 163cm, quiet personality..."
Lin Haitang: "..."
Yan Weiwei: "..."
...
"Mom, what soup have you made that slls so good?" ng Lang walked into the kitchen, casually grabbed a cucumber, and took a bite.
"What soup, you stand right there for !"
Yang Hui snatched the cucumber from him and stood with a hand on her hip, staring at ng Lang.
"Spill it, what’s the deal with those two girls?"
"What do you an, what’s the deal? Didn’t I explain to you? We went to Xi An to hike the other day and just happened to co back together by chance.
You know how these city folks also like to run to our countryside these days, acting like they’ve never seen the world..."
"Don’t give your cheek! They... just happened to co by?"
"What else?" ng Lang said sowhat helplessly.
How else could he explain?
Considering the grudges and love affairs of many past generations, he felt he’d need to make a whole series like "Eternal Love" to fully explain it all.
The story was so bizarre and convoluted, even he couldn’t disentangle it, let alone explain it to others...
"Smack!" He got a hit on the shoulder from his mom.
"You fool, don’t you get it! If a girl is willing to co ho with you, that definitely ans she’s interested in you! Don’t you know how to grasp the opportunity?"
ng Lang rubbed his shoulder and rolled his eyes.
"Ah! Mom, your insight is profound; so, who do you think is interested in between the two of them?"
"How would I know that?"
"See, that’s the problem. If you can’t tell, how could your foolish son? So these next few days, please use your rich experience and profound wisdom to help figure out which of them is actually interested in !
Once you figure it out, won’t I know what to do?"
"Hmm..." Yang Hui was slightly confounded.
The logic seed fine, but sothing was off, wasn’t it?
"Mom, hurry up and cook. How can you leave the guests hanging in the living room? I’ll go entertain them now!"
Seizing the mont while his mom was still dazed, ng Lang quickly made his escape.
"Hey! You scoundrel, I haven’t finished speaking!"
...
When ng Lang returned to the living room, he found two adults and a child gathered around the table looking at a pile of photos.
"Hey! I think this Xiao Li is quite good; the note behind her photo says she’s hardworking and capable, must be soone who knows how to live a life."
"I actually think this Pingping is better, an only child, lively and cheerful..."
Who on earth are Xiao Li and Pingping?
"What are you all chatting so rrily about?" ng Lang walked over curiously, picked up a photo, and then...
ng Lang: "..."
"Hahaha..."
Looking at the group in front of him laughing in unison, he awkwardly wanted to dig a three-bedroom apartnt to crawl into; this was truly a social death...
Mom, what an assist from heaven!
I never thought that while I was agonizing over my own romantic troubles, you weren’t idle either.
This pile of profiles... it’s almost as thick as a deck of cards, isn’t it?
Are you sure my few days of holiday are enough?
He sighed internally in resignation.
Experts say that you should sleep at least 7 hours a day...
A person who can’t find ti to sleep will eventually find ti to get sick.
By the sa logic.
A person who can’t find ti for romance will eventually find ti for matchmaking...
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