The aunt said "Oh" and looked like she suddenly realized, "Yes, yes, Luo University, right? An Ran has been smart since she was a child! When the admission notice came out, her grandfather set off firecrackers in the alley for three days!"
Neighbors crowded at the alley kept asking the mother and daughter to recall the glorious past. Everyone was immersed in the good times in the past, with curled lips, until someone suddenly interrupted:
"She hasn't been back for so long, why didn't she meet her father?"
People who didn't know were still poking their heads back curiously, thinking that Jian Shaobo had parked his car and walked behind, while those who knew about their divorce were already secretly observing Yang Yahui's reaction.
Without any roundabout plans, Yang Yahui replied directly: "We are divorced."
call--
The dark wind in the alley stirred up the fallen leaves on the ground, and the excited crowd instantly cooled down. Everyone was embarrassed for a moment. Yang Yahui was so frank that no one even knew what to answer.
The grandfather who was leaning on the bamboo chair next to him had some life experience, and he quickly came out to smooth things over, "The children have grown up, and it's time for you to enjoy a happy life. Come back and visit your parents more often when you have time. Don't be like the one in our family who is so unhappy."
Dutiful son!"
The old aunt who was just waiting to see Yang Yahui's attitude said "Ouch" when she heard the words of Grandpa Zhuyi, "How is your son doing? The general manager of a large company has hundreds of people under his command. He eats all kinds of delicacies every day.
I come here to honor you with abalones and lobsters, isn’t that filial enough?”
"Filial piety?" Grandpa Zhuyi snorted coldly, "I either fly here or there on business every day. I have almost forgotten what my own son looks like. I can't even see him in person. Is this called filial piety? Let me see...
"
The focus of the crowd finally shifted from Yang Yahui. Seeing the situation, Jian Anran grabbed her wrist tightly, pulled her out of the crowd, and walked quickly towards the alley.
Jian Anran's grandmother's house was not far from the entrance of the alley. It took a few steps to get there. She pushed open the door that was so old that saw chips fell off, and the familiar small courtyard with stone terraces came into view instantly.
There was also a handful of carrots in the sink on top. It looked like grandma happened to leave in the middle of her work.
"Who is it?" came the voice from the back room, a little hoarse.
Jian Anran shouted: "Grandma, it's me!"
There was no movement in the back room. After a while, I heard the sound of soft footsteps. Grandma hunched over the threshold of the back room. When she saw Yang Yahui and Jian Anran, a flash of joy suddenly flashed in her eyes.
"Why are you back?" She said regretfully in a hoarse voice, "Too bad, I didn't buy any meat to cook today. I only have vegetables at night."
Grandma eats fast and chants Buddha's name all year round, and has not eaten meat for many years.
"Grandma," Jian Anran stepped forward to support her, "We will come back to get something and leave soon."
Grandma seemed a little disappointed and asked: "Don't you want to stay for a meal? I'll go to the alley to buy some meat and I'll be back soon."
Yang Yahui then stepped forward and said: "Mom, didn't I just tell you on the phone that people are still waiting over there? It's better not to keep others waiting for too long."
Then grandma remembered, "Oh, yes."
She lowered her head and said regretfully: "We can't keep others waiting. They have helped us so much, so you'd better go get it quickly and go back."
