She blinked her eyes and said doubtfully, "Eh, it can't be. How could an old woman like me bark at a wrong tree?"
"You must have seen wrongly." I made a bet.
Aunty Wei refused to believe it. She said that I was as stubborn as a duck, and then she beat around the bush, "Xiaxia, you have to find another one while you're still young!"
I didn't agree with her suggestion, "Aunty Wei, I feel that my life now is very comfortable. I don't want to find someone to restrain myself."
She had just climbed out of the grave of marriage, and jumping in again was purely looking for suffering.
Aunty Wei shook her head in disappointment and continued to work in the kitchen.
I casually threw the box on the coffee table in the living room and turned to the bedroom on the second floor to watch my drama.
Perhaps due to my age, I stopped watching soap operas. I've been following a TV series about family ethics.
