The aunt gazed at her nephew Wu Lei, stern and serious as he worked in the video on her phone, and now she couldn't help but feel a mix of happiness and a sour twinge in her heart:
"I've raised him for decades and never saw him lift a finger to help me out; gets himself a girlfriend and whatever she says goes..."
Song Tan pretended not to hear that and instead kept on praising:
"How can it be otherwise when you've raised him so well, Auntie! Although Brother Wu Lei is a bit rebellious, he's really proactive when it comes to working on Tea Mountain!"
"This morning my dad told him to stop picking watermelons, but seeing Uncle Zhang's bad legs, he was particularly enthusiastic! He insisted on working!"
"Uncle Zhang really likes him, has been singing his praises from morning till night, even made a special call to my dad to say so..."
"Really? Don't just say what sounds nice..." The aunt was skeptical but the corners of her eyes and eyebrows betrayed her pride:
