The old lady nagged to Xu Zijin for quite a while, it was arguably their longest phone conversation in years.
But this time, Xu Zijin wasn't impatient; instead, he listened intently to the old lady's mixed bag of emotions over the phone.
After listening, the only feeling he had was—damn, Pei Yibai is living the good life! He's several years younger than me; his twins are already in school old enough to buy soy sauce, and his youngest son was just born.
Yet here I am, approaching forty, with Little Douding only four months old, my wife hasn't come back... it's a tale of tears when I talk about it.
But Xu Zijin isn't reckless, he'd only silently curse Yibai in his heart a few times at most. How could he share this with the old lady?
Once the old lady finally finished everything she wanted to say, she realized it had already been almost half an hour.
