"I wonder if he's grown any taller in the year I haven't seen him."
Thinking of her son, Xu Xiuying was reminded of a news story she'd heard.
"Do you think he'll bring that German girl with him when he comes back this time?"
"I haven't heard anything. But Jiang Pengju has met her. He said she's very pretty and tall—1.8 meters."
"That's so tall."
Wang Shuo's family were all southerners.
Wang Shuo reaching 1.8 meters was already considered quite tall for their region.
His father was just over 1.7 meters tall, and his mother wasn't even 1.6 meters.
'To have a 1.8-meter-tall daughter-in-law… The thought itself is amusing.'
"But the biggest headache for me is the communication. I mean, the German girl won't know any Chinese. How are we supposed to talk to her?"
In fact, even Wang Shuo's parents spoke halting Mandarin, with a thick regional accent.
Sometimes they were hard to understand.
