Chapter 611: Mum cried

Evening. 8 pm.

The moon is up, and the stars are shining brightly.

Dong Xuebing smiled and lit a cigarette as he watched Qu Yunxuan drives off in her Mercedes Benz. He hummed a song as he walked back to his residential building.

First floor.

Second floor.

Third floor.

As Dong Xuebing was about to open Aunt Xuans apartment, he noticed the lights of his old apartment were switched on from under the door. His first thought is someone had broken into his old apartment. He quickly took out his keys and opened the door.

Who is it? A woman asked.

Dong Xuebing was relieved to hear this voice. He had listened to this voice his whole life. Mum, why are you in Beijing?

Xiao Bing? Luan Xiaoping walks out of the kitchen with a broom. Why are you here?

I was here since yesterday. I am here for some official matters.

Why didnt you let me know? Luan Xiaoping grumbled. You frightened me. I thought someone had broken into our house.

You are the one who had frightened me. I was wondering why the lights are switched on.

Sit there and stop walking around. I had just mopped the floor. Look at your shoeprints.

Dong Xuebing laughed. Why have you come back to Beijing?

Luan Xiaoping took a mop from the bathroom to clean the dirty shoeprints. Its Sunday tomorrow, and Old Yang is not working. He wants to come to Beijing to look at our former apartment. Thats why I came back to pack up the house and buy some groceries. Its been vacant for more than a year. How can we have guests over in this state? Lift your legs.

Dong Xuebing lifted both his legs. Why is Old Yang coming over?

Luan Xiaoping mopped the floor. He wants to see our apartment.

Whats there to see in this small rundown apartment? Did you two register your marriage?

Luan Xiaoping blushed. We are considering this, but its not finalized.

Dong Xuebing is unhappy. You had met his family, and Old Yang is coming to our house. Isnt this the proper procedure? What do you mean by its not finalized?

Luan Xiaoping gave Dong Xuebing a stare. Dont try to be smart. Go and change to slippers, and help me clean the windows. I cant reach as I am short.

Sigh. I am tired. Dong Xuebing mumbled as he massaged his aching waist. He took a cloth and started wiping the windows unwillingly. This is going to happen eventually. I can understand this feeling.

Luan Xiaoping overheard him. What did you say?

Err. Nothing. I am saying you have become prettier.

Ring ring ring Luan Xiaopings phone rang.

Dong Xuebing turned and saw his mother wiping her hands and answering the call. Hello Yes. Im Luan Xiaoping. Oh. Zhaojuan. Thats right. whats wrong? Oh, you are coming with your Mum and Old Yang tomorrow? Of course, I welcome you all Are you driving over? Then. Then. I will go and fetch you all.

Dong Xuebing asked after his mother hung up. Who was that?

Luan Xiaoping replied with a somber tone. Its Old Yangs sister, Yang Zhaojuan, and their mother.

Yang Zhaojuan? Is she Su Jias mother? The one I met before? Dong Xuebing could not remember their names.

No. Luan Xiaoping replied. The one you met in the City Committee family quarters is Yang Zhaofen. Zhaojuan is Old Yangs youngest Sister. You had not met her.

Oh, why are they coming over?

Suddenly, Dong Xuebing noticed his mothers phone was still on. He frowned and picked it up. Its not hung up.

Luan Xiaoping looks over. I am not good with mobile phones. Help me hang up.

Wait. The other party had not hung up, and someone is talking.

What are you doing?

Shh. Dont say anything.

Dong Xuebing could hear the sounds of cloth rubbing against the cloth and could not hear the conversation. But he can hear someone saying his mothers name. He put the phone on speaker and increased the volume.

We got to wake up early tomorrow. A woman said, and it should be Yang Zhaojuan.

You can just go on your own. My legs are not good, and I dont want to travel. This person should be Old Yangs mother. Her voice is hoarse and sounds old.

Mum, how can you not go? You got to be my Brothers gatekeeper.

I had met Xiaoping before.

What do you think of her?

Average. Sigh. I dont like her.

Thats right. My Brother is mesmerized by her and cant see everything. As a family, we should be the gatekeeper in case he makes the wrong decision. I spoke to my Brother over the phone yesterday, and he is going to register their marriage. I dont know whats so good with Luan Xiaoping. She got average looks, and her dressing is off. She got no taste at all. Moreover, she is from a small farming village.

Yang Zhaodes mother asked. Isnt she from Beijing?

I heard her mention that she is from a village in Fen Zhou City. Her former husband is from Beijing. Yang Zhaojuan smacked her lips. She is not good enough for my Brother.

Suddenly, a mans voice said. Xiao Jia had said Luan Xiaopings son is rich.

Yang Zhaojuan retorted. How rich can a Subdistrict Office Director be?

Xiao Jia said he is driving a good car.

How can you call someone rich with over a million RMB? Just our two houses are worth over two million RMB. I heard Luan Xiaoping does not even own a house, and she lived in a small single bedroom apartment in Beijing with her son. Its still a rented apartment. You are a nobody if you dont own a house. We can buy three BMWs if we sell our houses.

The man replied. You are too biased. Dont ever say these in front of your elder Brother.

Yang Zhaojuan replied. I am doing this for my Brother. I dont like Luan Xiaoping, and I wonder what my Brother is thinking.

Yang Zhaodes mother replied after a short pause. If its like what Zhaojun said, then its really.

Dont you agree with me? Yang Zhaojuan added. Mum, you must stop my Brother before he regrets in the future. I have a classmate who got divorced last year. She is around forty years old and is pretty. She comes from a good family and has two houses in Hebei Province. One of them is a mansion, and she is driving a BMW. If you agree, I will recommend her to my Brother.

Yang Zhaodes mother replied. Show me her picture.

I got it with me. Here.

Hmmm. This girl is quite good-looking. How old is she again?

Forty-one. She is much younger than Luan Xiaoping.

The middle-aged man asked. Then why are you going to Beijing?

Yang Zhaojuan replied. We still have not met Xiaopings family. Its only my Sister who had met her son. I want to see her familys condition and make my Brother change his mind. Mum, I am not saying she must own property. We are not snobs. But if her family is poor and she is from a village, they will have differences in the future. They will not be compatible. My Brother is a City Organization Department Chief and a Party Committee Member. If they get married, she will have to attend public events with him in the future. She will be a laughing stock.

Dong Xuebing is looking terrible and hangs up the call. F*CK you!

Luan Xiaopings eyes were red, and she wiped her tears.

Dong Xuebing got more furious when he saw his mother cry. How dare they look down on you?! I should be the one looking down on them! Mum, break off with Old Yang and move in with me. I will take care of you for the rest of your life.

Luan Xiaopings tears rolled down her cheeks.

Dong Xuebing is frustrated and paces around the living room. Who the hell do they think they are? Mum, are you aware that his family is not willing to accept you?

Yes.

I should be the one who is unwilling to accept this! Dong Xuebing cursed. Its their fortune for my Mum to get married into their family. They should thank their ancestors for doing good deeds. How dare they look down on you because you are from a village and say you have average looks?! You all are the ones who should be thankful!

Dong Xuebing took out his phone to call Yang Zhaode.

Luan Xiaoping tried to snatch the phone away. Stop it, Xiao Bing. You are not allowed to call him.

Dong Xuebing replied angrily. Why?!

I am dating your Uncle Yang and not his family.

But marriage is between two families. If Old Yangs family are unwilling, you will suffer when you get married into his family.

Listen to me. Sit! Luan Xiaoping is angry too. Are you not going to listen to me?! Give me your phone!

Dong Xuebing threw himself on the sofa. Who the hell do they think they are?! They must be blind!