mijobooks Chapter 18 Worrying about Relationships
Chapter 18 Worrying about Relationships
"Lin Shuyun, your son has been back for so long, what has he been doing at home all day? Doesn't he go to work anymore?" Zhang Xia asked.
Lin Shuyun is Xu An's mother.
"Wait a minute, pong!" Mrs. Xu stared at the cards in front of her and replied, "I know what he's doing, I think he's writing a book online or something."
"Write a book?"
"Wow! You're going to be a great writer someday!" Zhang Xia laughed.
"Why bother being a great writer?" Lin Shuyun waved her hand with a smile, laughing happily.
Another woman at the table said, "Hey, what's the name of the book your kid wrote?"
"I can't have it." Lin Shuyun shook her head, picked up a tile, and her face lit up with joy: "Self-draw!"
evening.
Xu's mother was cooking dinner in the kitchen.
Xu An walked in carrying a bucket and poured the fish from the bucket into the water tank.
"I went fishing again. We still haven't finished eating the fish you caught a few days ago," said Xu's mother.
"Oh, it's okay, Mom. I won't go fishing tomorrow," Xu An said, walking to the laundry tub to wash her hands.
"Oh right, I was chatting with your Aunt Zhang today, and she mentioned that you're writing a book online. What kind of book are you writing?" Xu's mother turned her head and asked.
"Just writing whatever comes to mind," Xu An replied without looking up.
Seeing this, Xu's mother didn't continue the topic. "How did your chat with Aunt Zhang's daughter go?"
Xu An paused in washing his hands. "Thank goodness."
Hearing her son's perfunctory words, Xu's mother raised her voice impatiently: "Don't try to brush me off here. If I tell you to have a proper talk, then have a proper talk. I'll ask Zhang Xia when her daughter is coming back, and the two of you can meet."
"Oh, Mom, I know it myself, so please don't say such things." Xu An quickly left the kitchen.
Mrs. Xu glanced back at her son's departing figure and exclaimed, "I just want to hold my grandson as soon as possible!"
Xu An pretended not to hear and returned to his bedroom.
Seeing this, Mr. Xu, who was sitting on the sofa watching TV, shook his head.
Meanwhile, on the other side...
"Sweetie, have you eaten yet?" Zhang Xia asked, holding her phone and video chatting with her daughter.
"I've eaten, Mom, what's wrong?" Zhang Leyao asked.
"I've eaten, I've eaten," Zhang Xia said, then changed the subject: "That guy from your Aunt Lin's house, Xu An, he's been staying at home a lot lately, hasn't he?"
"When I was playing mahjong with your Aunt Lin today, I asked him what he was doing at home, and your Aunt Lin said he seemed to be writing a book online."
Hearing her mother's words, Zhang Leyao remembered Xu An, whom she had added as a friend and chatted with for a while.
After their last conversation, the two haven't spoken again.
"I guess he writes novels online," Zhang Leyao replied.
"Wow, Xu An is quite something! He's going to be a writer!" Zhang Xia exclaimed in surprise.
Zhang Leyao smiled and didn't contradict her.
"Hey, let me ask you something, what do you think of Xu An?" Zhang Xia asked.
Hearing this, Zhang Leyao on the other end of the video call was stunned. "Mom, don't try to play matchmaker. I haven't seen Xu An for so long, and my impression of him is completely from when I was a child."
Zhang Xia smiled and said, "Goodness, I've seen it all these days. Xu An is a very self-disciplined kid. He goes out for a run every morning and is also writing a book. And I heard from his mother that Xu An earned money working in Jiangdu before, and he even gave his mother 200,000 yuan."
"He said he was too tired, so he quit his job and came back."
At this point, Zhang Xia seemed to be speaking to Zhang Leyao, but also to herself: "Xu An is such a fool. He works for a big company with such a high salary, why does he have to quit and come back to write books? I can't understand what he's thinking."
"Oh, Mom, don't worry about what others think. It's their freedom to do what they want. Don't go around spreading rumors about it," Zhang Leyao said.
"Hey, Mom's just saying this to you two, I'm not stupid." Zhang Xia said with a reproachful expression.
"Okay, okay, Mom, I have to go now, I need to get ready for the broadcast. I'll hang up now, I'll talk to you again when I have time." Zhang Leyao smiled and waved goodbye.
"Okay, okay, remember to chat with Xu An more often, okay?" Zhang Xia instructed.
"Okay, okay, I got it."
The video call ended.
Old Zhang, who was sitting next to her watching TV, glanced at his wife.
"Don't worry about things that involve young people."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Xia frowned. "Yes, yes, stop worrying about it. You, as an old man, don't care about your daughter's important life events. All you do is fool around outside all day."
"Huh?" Old Zhang was about to speak when he was scolded by his wife.
He gave a bitter smile. "Fine, fine, I won't say anything, okay?"
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Xu An has a very good schedule.
Every morning after my run and breakfast, I start writing.
After lunch, we rested for half an hour, and then went out fishing, taking a walk, and enjoying the scenery in the afternoon.
After dinner, I'll go for a walk, then come back and continue writing until I wash up and go to bed.
"It's over!" Xu An raised his hands above his head, stood up, and twisted his neck.
He was just about to go out to wash up when there was a rapid knocking on his door.
"An'an, are you asleep?"
Xu An opened the door, looked at his mother who had a worried expression, and asked, "What's wrong, Mom?"
"Hurry, hurry up!" Xu's mother grabbed Xu An and pulled him outside.
Xu An was completely confused. "What's wrong, Mom? Slow down."
"Your Aunt Zhang is having health problems. You need to drive her to the hospital right away," Xu's mother said hurriedly.
Upon hearing this, Xu An quickened his pace.
When he came downstairs, he saw Uncle Zhang anxiously carrying Aunt Zhang and putting her in the back seat.
Mr. Xu was standing nearby helping to support her.
Seeing Xu An approach, Xu's father handed him the car keys.
"Son, I have to go to work tomorrow. You drive your Aunt Zhang to the hospital."
Xu An took the keys and nodded, "Okay."
Standing nearby, Xu's mother also said, "I'll go too, it'll be easier to take care of things with more people."
Xu An naturally had a driver's license. He got into the driver's seat, started the car, and sped forward.
Zhang Dequan, Zhang Xia's husband, does not drive.
At this moment, he had one arm around his wife, letting her head rest on his shoulder, and he looked anxious.
Xu An glanced at the back in the rearview mirror and saw that Zhang Xia's face was somewhat pale.
"Uncle Zhang, what's wrong with Aunt Zhang?" Xu An asked.
"I don't know either. After she video-chatted with Yao Yao that night, she went to wash up and was about to go to bed when she said she felt a tightness in her chest. When I came out of the bathroom after washing up, I saw her lying motionless on the sofa. I couldn't wake her up no matter how much I called her."
Upon hearing this, Xu An's expression immediately turned serious.
He wasn't a medical professional and didn't know what was going on, but after hearing Zhang Dequan's explanation, he instinctively felt something was wrong.
Could it be some kind of acute illness?