"We are about to arrive in Beijing. Passengers, please remember to take your luggage and exit the train in an orderly manner."
The announcement didn't interrupt the conversation between the two old men.
The old man sitting across him was called Liu Peizhong. He was also a Jiangling native.
Even though Liu Peizhong didn't seem to believe in him, Lu Bangguo didn't care. His retired life of drinking tea and reading newspapers had cultivated his mind and given him a peaceful temper.
His life was getting better and better, so there was no reason to get angry.
He was going to brag, regardless of whether people believed him or not.
The two chatted happily along the way.
"Um…"
"What?"
"Does your son have a partner?"
"Not yet." Old Lu sighed and said, "He's nearly 30, so I'm getting worried about it."
Liu Peizhong tried to comfort him. "Guys should still focus on their careers. A successful man doesn't have to worry about getting a wife. Don't pressure your kid too hard."
