The courtyard: the atmosphere of human life

As soon as Darong changed her clothes and came out, her mother told her that her cousin wanted to introduce her to someone.

"Your cousin has a good idea that I want to recommend to you..."

"Let's talk about it later. I'm not old enough yet and we've been together for too long."

Before Darong's mother could finish her words, Darong interrupted her.

"You'll be 19 after the Chinese New Year. How can you say you're still young? Can you get married just by meeting each other? You can't be polite. You can't tolerate people you want to see or not. After the first month of the year, let your cousin take her away."

As soon as Darong's mother saw Darong's expression, she was furious. In her heart, she believed that Darong blamed her for breaking up her and Pei Bin, so every time Darong refused a blind date, her mother got angry.

Darong suddenly felt very annoyed. She really didn't like her mother's strong attitude, but she herself had always refused to admit that she had inherited her mother's stubbornness.

Therefore, when you are young, don't be disgusted by the way your parents are, because sooner or later, you will have the same epiphany, which is probably that one does not know the kindness of parents until one has children.

Darong would never show her inner rebelliousness, so even though she rejected and disliked Darong's mother's temper and personality, on the day of the meeting, she still dressed appropriately and went to her cousin's house with Darong's mother.

"Come on, Rong, this is Xiao Zhong." As soon as we entered the door, the old cousin introduced the two parties warmly.

When their eyes met, Darong was stunned for a moment. When Zhong Yunxing saw that the person who came in was Darong, he pursed his lips and smiled, revealing two deep dimples.

According to the convention of blind dates, the two young people always have to chat for a while alone. The old cousin pushed Darong into the inner room and closed the door.

There were only two young people left in the room. Darong put on airs to hide her shyness.

"What a coincidence, I didn't expect it was you..." In fact, Zhong Yunxing was also a little nervous. After all, Darong left a deep impression on him.

After the two of them chatted awkwardly in the room for a while, there was finally a knock on the door, and Darong breathed a sigh of relief.

Darong's mother had a pleasant chat with Zhong Yunxing's mother. After both parties said goodbye, Darong followed her mother and left her cousin's house.

"How is it? She's pretty, isn't she?"

As soon as Darong left, the old cousin immediately praised her niece.

"Well, this elder sister is really good-looking, fair-skinned, and looks steady." Zhong Yunxing's mother quickly added.

Zhong Yunxing was still sitting there with a silly smile on his face, his mind full of what happened between Darong and her at the textile factory that day when they discussed cars, and he didn't hear clearly what the matchmaker said.

"I'm asking you a question, do you like it?" Zhong Yunxing's mother looked at her silly son and just kept smiling foolishly, but in fact she already knew his feelings in her heart.

"Ah? Oh! It's good, but a little young."

Zhong Yunxing scratched his head awkwardly. After all, Darong was four years younger than him, so he felt a little unsure.

"I think it's pretty good too, but I wonder if there's anything wrong with this elder sister's legs and feet... I see she's walking uncomfortably." Zhong Yunxing's mother asked cautiously and tentatively.

Just now when Darong and her daughter came, Darong sprained her ankle as soon as she went out. She kept enduring the pain and tried not to let anyone see it.

However, Zhong Yunxing's mother was choosing a daughter-in-law, and having learned her lesson from last time, she looked carefully from top to bottom this time.

"No, I've watched the child grow up, and there's nothing wrong with his legs and feet." The old cousin quickly gave a guarantee.

"Her foot is fine." Zhong Yunxing also quickly responded with certainty.

"Do you know each other?" Zhong Yunxing's mother heard her son's tone and looked at him with some confusion.

"Ah, I was helping out in their factory. I've seen them before."

Zhong Yunxing did not tell his mother that Darong was the girl who stole the car. After all, when he walked home last time, his mother was disgusted by the girl who stole the car.

"Oh, you see, this is fate." The old cousin was delighted when she heard this. In her eyes, this marriage was a success.

As Darong and her mother turned out of the alley, she began to limp in pain, holding on to the wall. She gritted her teeth to endure the pain in her feet, but she didn't know that she had been seen through.

"Why don't you sit there and rest for a while before you go?" Darong's mother supported Darong and pointed to a big rock beside her.

Darong was supported by her mother and sat on a stone, and she gently rubbed her ankles twice.

"I think the young man is pretty good. You should try everything. Listen to what his mother says, she is reasonable."

Darong lowered her head and rubbed her feet attentively. She didn't feel too much rejection in her heart. After all, the fact that she was able to get her bicycle back was enough to prove that this person was indeed a reasonable and trouble-free person.

"How is it, sister? Do you look as pretty as in the photo?" As Darong just walked in, Xiaoying came up to her curiously.

"She looks okay, not tall." Darong sat on the bed after returning home. The pain in her feet was probably worse after walking all the way.

"What's wrong with your foot? How high is it if it's not high?" Xiaoying asked worriedly when she saw Darong limping.

"It's about the same as your brother. He twisted his foot and it still hurts."

In fact, Darong has a persistent understanding of height. Although Zhong Yunxing has outstanding looks, his height is not ideal. After all, Darong's admiration for her father is above all else, and the foundation laid by Darong's father is 183.

Although Darong's father is not short, none of the four children is tall. The two boys are less than 180cm tall. Darong can only be considered as the tallest girl. As for Xiaoying, although she is still younger, it seems that she will not be taller than Darong.

So Darong's dad often jokes about Darong's mom, who is less than 160cm tall, "Dad is short, and the whole family is short."

"Sister, let me rub some safflower oil on you." Seeing Darong frowning in pain, Xiaoying took out safflower oil from the cupboard and handed it to her.

"I think it's OK. You're not that tall, but the electric pole is tall. Can it be used as food?"

Darong's mother took the safflower oil from Xiaoying's hand, poured it into her palm and rubbed it to warm it up before rubbing it on Darong's ankles.

"Mom, even if telephone poles can be eaten, my sister can't marry a telephone pole." The third child, who came back from school, caught up with what Darong's mother said and retorted out of habit.

"You get itchy if you don't get beaten every day. Why do you come back so late? If you go crazy again, I'll beat you up." Darong's mother started scolding without even raising her head.

"I went out to play for a while. My brother didn't come home after work. I didn't hear you say anything, but he scolded me every day." The third child was not angry. He was used to his mother's favoritism anyway and didn't care too much.

"Rong, think about it yourself. If she says yes, then get along well with her. If she says no, then go back to your aunt as soon as possible. Her children are old and can't stand the delay." Rong's mother was too lazy to pay attention to the third child. If she listened to his stubborn words, it would never end.

"Mom, forget it. I don't think it's appropriate." Darong thought about it and still didn't agree.

"Okay, then tell your aunt right away." Darong's mother sighed. Although she thought Zhong Yunxing was a good guy, she couldn't help but feel that Darong didn't like him.