Chapter 1854

Sun Xiaohui looked at her father, then her mother, then her younger brother, and shook her head helplessly.

"Are you really that curious?"

"Mm-hmm!"

The three of them nodded in unison, especially Sun Ming, who had just been scolded, his curiosity especially strong.

Because he always felt that if he didn't know the answer, he'd have suffered the scolding for nothing, which would be too much of a loss.

"This morning, it was Zhou Andong who called me."

Sun Jin's hopeful gaze instantly dimmed, and he shook his head and sighed.

"I thought you went on a blind date."

"Didn't you say Zhou Andong was going to introduce you to someone?" Yang Yingjie asked unwillingly: "What did he want with you?"

Sun Xiaohui opened her mouth to speak, but Sun Jin sighed again: "He was looking for me."

"Looking for you?" Yang Yingjie was very puzzled: "What did he want with you?"

Sun Jin then explained the situation: "Although it's not easy to repay a favor of tens of thousands, being able to repay even a little is something."

Yang Yingjie said nothing; indeed, two apartments had saved them fifty or sixty thousand, and this favor was truly not easy to repay.

Moreover, Zhou Andong had said he would lend them money, with interest much cheaper than the bank's, which was another big favor.

But what she cared most about wasn't this, but her daughter's major life event—she's already twenty-seven, and if she doesn't hurry to get married, she might never marry at all.

"Sigh..."

Yang Yingjie also sighed: "We can repay the favor slowly; there will come a time when it's repaid, but your daughter's lifelong happiness is our family's top priority."

Sun Jin waved his hand: "Hurry up and cook, I'm almost starving to death."

Sun Ming staggered out: "Wang Juan's parents said we must get married this year."

Sun Xiaohui said with a smile: "Getting married—isn't that a good thing? I asked, and the renovation drawings for the house will be out in these two days, and it will definitely be finished in three months.

In September or October, when autumn arrives, the weather is clear and crisp, not too cold or hot—perfect for holding a wedding."

"I don't mean that." Sun Ming's eyes darted: "You, as my older sister, don't even have a partner yet, while I, as your younger brother, am already married—if word gets out, it won't sound good."

Sun Xiaohui narrowed her eyes, and Sun Ming, being very alert, leapt up and ran back to his room.

"Sun Xiaohui, are you coming to my wedding or not?" Sun Ming poked his head out of the bedroom door: "If you come, when Wang Juan's relatives ask, you can say I don't have a brother-in-law because you're an old maid no man wants."

"Sun Ming!" Sun Xiaohui let out an angry roar, grabbed a cushion, and threw it at him: "Are you tired of living?"

"Bang!" Sun Ming quickly shut the door and locked it.

"You'd better never come out of the bedroom." Sun Xiaohui grabbed an apple from the coffee table and took a fierce bite.

"What are you getting angry about? Didn't your brother say something wrong?" Yang Yingjie came out of the kitchen holding a small bowl of braised pork ribs: "You're twenty-seven, and my hair is already half-white—I really don't know if I'll ever be able to hold a grandchild."

Sun Jin also joined the criticism: "If it weren't for you being so picky back then, disliking this and that, you could have endured becoming an old maid—would you really not be able to marry?"

"Exactly!" Sun Ming, unafraid of death, came out again: "Back then, Dahai Ge pursued you, holding his guitar and singing downstairs at our place—you weren't moved, that's fine, but you even beat him up—is that reasonable?

Look at now, Dahai Ge's kids are almost kindergarten age, while you've become an old maid no one wants."

"You!" Yang Yingjie poked Sun Xiaohui's forehead: "I'm giving you an ultimatum—you must bring someone back by year's end, or don't come home at all, so I won't have to see you and get annoyed."

"If not, just find someone who's divorced—whether they have kids or not doesn't matter."

Sun Jin's words instantly drew his wife's angry glare.

"What are you glaring at me for?" Sun Jin said dissatisfied: "I'm afraid that if we keep waiting, even a divorced person won't want her."

"Enough!" Sun Xiaohui, unable to listen any longer, said: "I'll tell you—I went on a blind date today."

"Ah?"

The three of them froze, all turning to look at Sun Xiaohui in unison.

"It was Zhou Andong who introduced me—his driver, a retired soldier. He's two years younger than me, twenty-five, from Chifeng, his parents are farmers who work the land.

He also has an older brother, a younger brother, and a younger sister. The older brother is already married, the younger brother is currently serving and will be discharged next year, and the younger sister was admitted to Fengjing Medical College last year, majoring in nursing."

"Sis!" Sun Ming said doubtfully: "Really?"

Yang Yingjie also seemed a little doubtful: "Didn't you lie to us?"

Sun Jin also held a doubtful attitude: "Why didn't you say so earlier?"

"I wanted to say, but you didn't give me a chance." Sun Xiaohui said with a smile: "I said this morning it was Zhou Andong who called me, and then you just took over the conversation."

Sun Jin thought carefully, and indeed it was true.

Yang Yingjie plopped down beside Sun Xiaohui, grabbed her daughter's hand, and said excitedly.

"Hurry up and tell me—what's his impression of you? Does he dislike your age? Did he say you should change your job? Did he leave you his phone number..."

Hearing her mother's words, Sun Xiaohui was extremely dissatisfied.

"Mom, is my daughter really that bad? Why don't you ask me what my impression of him is?"

"You little brat." Yang Yingjie said unhappily: "If he doesn't dislike you, that's already good enough—what else do you want to pick?"

Sun Xiaohui felt deeply hurt, and said in a wronged tone: "Are you still my mother?"

Sun Ming hehe-laughed: "When I was little, Mom secretly told me you're not her biological child."

"Smack!"

The smug Sun Ming was slapped on the head by his mother.

"You're everywhere—go bring out the kitchen food."

Sun Ming covered his head, muttering as he walked into the kitchen.

"I now understand why Sun Xiaohui likes to hit people on the head—it's hereditary."

No one paid attention to him; now Sun Jin and Yang Yingjie's thoughts were entirely on their daughter.

"From childhood to now, whether in appearance or studies, my daughter surpasses most people."

Daughter-in-law hits on the young lady, but as her father-in-law, he can't hit on her—he must cherish her.

"Your mother means that the person Zhou Andong introduced to you is probably about right. The other party is even younger than you, and many men still care about this, so your mother is very worried."

What Sun Jin said is actually true—no matter the other party's family background or whether they are farmers.

Since he can serve as Zhou Andong's driver, his character must be decent, and besides, he's a retired soldier.

More importantly, since Zhou Andong could introduce his own driver to Sun Xiaohui, he must be trustworthy.

"Yes yes yes!" Yang Yingjie quickly nodded: "That's exactly what I meant."

Sun Xiaohui rolled her eyes: "Everything feels fine, and we've already made plans to go see a movie tomorrow night."

"Pa!" Yang Yingjie excitedly clapped his hands: "Tomorrow night, invite him to come to our house for dinner."

"..."

Sun Xiaohui was speechless for a moment: "We just met today, and tomorrow we're letting him come to our house for dinner—won't that scare him away?"

"Xiaohui is right." Sun Jin also smiled: "Who brings someone home to eat right after meeting them? You should at least date for a month or two."

Sun Ming brought out all the dishes: "Although I really hope my older sister finds a man to marry soon, the other party is just a driver, and there's still quite a gap between him and my sister."