Zhang Hongmei left the house, her mind still pondering the matter.
She had always quite liked Li Yang. On one hand, the two families had been old friends, so she felt they knew each other inside out. Additionally, Li Yang was a pleasing girl, gentle and sensible.
But then again, Lin Wanzhou had also grown up before her eyes. Even though the Lin family had experienced some troubles, these things are often fated, and no one can say for certain.
After thinking for a while, she felt she was overthinking it.
Her own boy seemed to have little interest in girls, though his orientation was normal. It was just that he never seemed to become savvy about such things, nor did he know how to sweet-talk girls.
Or did he simply not like them?
Compared to her own son, her two girls seemed more and more bright and lovely the more she looked at them. Regardless of whether he was interested, Zhang Hongmei was quite fond of them.
Even so, Zhang Hongmei had no intention of meddling in her sonâs private affairs. To be precise, she had let go since Xu Qingyan was in high school.
She couldnât control it even if she wanted to, as her sonâs actions had gone beyond her understanding. Knowing he had his own thoughts and could distinguish right from wrong, she didnât intervene.
What Zhang Hongmei could do was just repair the house and make some preparations. So that one day, if her son said he wanted to get married, she could do her best to give him a decent setting without causing any trouble.
âHongmei, happy New Yearâ¦..â someone greeted her along the way.
âHappy New Year to you too.â
The warm winter sun shone in waves, and Zhang Hongmei, with a smile on her face, greeted people in the village.
Even though a year ago people were saying she was near death or other, even more malicious gossip, now she had pulled through and was mostly recovered from her illness.
The atmosphere in the small county village was such. Even people with the same surname had conflicts. Simplicity was just a filter; the law of the jungle applied, along with mutual comparisons and playing in small cliques.
Wherever there are people, thereâs a society, and it wonât disappear because of backwardness.
The people of Qinghe had no major faults, and the general climate was not too ignorant. Every family knew that education mattered, but they couldnât avoid feeling schadenfreude or laughing at othersâ misfortune.
What happened in whose family, who died, who got sickâall were topics of conversation after dinner. Idle gossip and stirring up trouble were the norm, and bullying based on oneâs power also occurred occasionally.
Even now, occurrences of sons who talk tough could be seen. Of course, they could only bully those poorer than themselves and would clam up in front of officials or the wealthy.
Across the bridge, the early morning of the second day of the New Year was bustling with people visiting relatives.
At the head of the bridge, a few middle-aged women wearing colorful cotton-padded jackets were chatting by the roadside, all regular companions.
âHongmei, where are you going?â
âI have some free time, going to Gui Yingâs to buy a chicken for soup.â Zhang Hongmei stopped right on the road, a full smile on her face, in no hurry to leave.
âYo, Qingyanâs back, isnât he?â exclaimed one of the women in a loud voice, âI saw him this morning, bringing a girlfriend home without a word, when are they getting married?â
âHe came back yesterday, but sheâs not his girlfriend.â Zhang Hongmei smiled and waved her hand, âOld Linâs granddaughter, used to get along well with our Qingzi, came to visit me.â
âOld Lin?â One of the women paused for a moment, âOld Lin died years ago. I heard his son died, and his wife remarried.â
Zhang Hongmeiâs expression soured, but she didnât get too angryâpeople who gossip are like that. Whatever they spread around just has to seem reasonable to them.
âI canât control what the kids do; I heard sheâs a star. Anyway, itâs good sheâs back.â
âA star wonât do, those places are not clean,â the woman blurted out, casting a meaning-filled glance at Zhang Hongmei, âtell Qingyan to be careful.â
âI donât understand, the kind that sings at the Spring Festival Gala,â Zhang Hongmei continued smiling, âMy Qingzi also participated in that Spring Festival Gala; the national one should be quite reliable.â
With each mention of the Spring Festival Gala and the nation, the womenâs faces stiffened.
This world doesnât have so many villains nor so many good people. These gossiping women donât have bad hearts; they just canât stand seeing others too down and out, nor too prosperous.
âReally on the Spring Festival Gala?â asked one woman.
In truth, the shouts that Second Aunt yelled out the day before yesterday spread from one person to ten and from ten to a hundred. Some were half-doubtful until the Spring Festival Gala aired and confirmed it was true.
âDidnât get on stage, just responsible for organizing programs, Iâm not quite clear on it.â Zhang Hongmei shuffled her feet, ready to leave after saying everything that needed to be said.
Similar conversations happened three or four times along the way.
Some envied, some were bitter, but no one gossiped about Zhang Hongmei. No matter the emotion, they were all left with one impressionâSpring Festival Gala.
This was a staple in the lives of the common people, for better or worse. And having someone they know involved in the Spring Festival Gala was a big deal in the eyes of others.
At the bridgehead, after Zhang Hongmei left, the women suddenly didnât know what to say.
âHongmeiâs family has come into money lately. They just know how to have kids, having a capable son is different,â commented one woman.
âMore than thatâ¦â another woman lowered her voice even though there was no one around for a hundred meters, muttering, âTwo years ago, Hongmeiâs complexion was like she was nearly dead.â
âThatâs fake, right? I didnât see a car when she left home this morning.â
âItâs true! Chenâs daughter-in-law saw her at the hospital in X province. They said she was incurable, but look at her now, all better. Must have cost a lot of money.â
âTheir house is all decked out, Qingzi has made a fortune.â@@novelbin@@
âInvolving the Spring Festival Gala really shows talent, the money earned must be substantial. Hongmeiâs family is turning their luck around; they will live the good life from now on.â
â¦..
Urban area.
Xu Qingyan, unaware of the petty matters back in the village, was seeking a lawyer recommended by someone he knew, ready to have them work overtime and write up a report.
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