Zhang Guoqing drove the car out of the village, speeding down the main road towards the provincial city. From the mirror, he occasionally glanced at his mother-in-law, seeing her red, swollen eyes, and sighed silently in his heart.
Mother Zhang kept comforting and advising her. She privately wondered why this sister-in-law had so many tears, even two handkerchiefs were soaked. As a mother, it’s hard not to miss a child when you see them upset. Thinking back to when Xiao Wu was in middle school and stayed in the dormitory, she couldn’t eat well, wasn’t at ease with anyone, and always worried about him being bullied or going hungry at school. Beijing was so far away, with mountains and rivers in between, making her feel even more sympathetic towards her.
Once Lin Lishan calmed down, she smiled apologetically at her. Finally noticing the packages in the car, she looked at Mother Zhang in shock, "Sister, all these can’t be for me, right? I can’t carry so much, I’ve already mailed some back. They can’t possibly be all for me. That’s too much, I can’t finish."
Mother Zhang saw her gape in disbelief, pointing at the packages, and burst into laughter. This sister-in-law was slow to notice, but at least she stopped crying. Otherwise, she might have cried along with her.
"They’re not for you. They’re for Jiao Jiao’s grandpa, her uncle’s wife, and her aunt. They’re all in Beijing, and you take them with you. Jiao Jiao’s second uncle in the Northwest, you’ve already sent a lot to him. When they’ve nearly finished, I’ll have Xiao Wu send more over.
We have a few relatives in Beijing; you manage it yourself and help me distribute them. I had Xiao Wu pack them all together. It looks like a lot, but it’s not that much in reality. Once it’s divided among a few families, it’s just a token gesture.
Tell those relatives not to send packages over, the child doesn’t lack anything to eat or wear here. They have kids to take care of, where would they have the capacity to look over Jiao Jiao?
Don’t worry. We’ll see you onto the train, Xiao Wu will handle these things, he’s strong. You just get on the train, and he’ll take care of it. Once you’re on the train and it leaves, we’ll send a telegram from the provincial city to her grandpa, so Xiao Zhou can drive to pick you up. Don’t worry. We’ve made all the arrangements."
Hearing this, Lin Lishan looked at her with tears in her eyes, "Sister, my Jiao Jiao has been cared for by you since she was young, and now you still pamper her. I’m so happy for this child, and I feel grateful in my heart. I don’t know how to repay you. I haven’t even figured out how to thank you yet. Now you’re taking on so much, arranging so much for me to take back. How could I not feel awkward?"
Mother Zhang held her hand and gently patted it, saying to her, "What’s there to be grateful about? Jiao Jiao is still my daughter-in-law. We don’t need to be formal, we’re all family. Let’s not say those distant words, just listen to me and take these back to show a bit of care to the child’s elders.
Accept it with joy, consider me your big sister. I see you’re straightforward, no hidden agendas. I like associating with you. In the future, come often to see us, see the couple. When they return to Beijing in a couple of years, I’ll often visit you too, and you can show me Beijing. We won’t talk about formalities."
Lin Lishan nodded with a smile, "Alright, since Sister says so, this time I won’t stand on ceremony and will accept it. But next time, let’s not do this."
"That’s the way. I like your straightforwardness, not dragging things out, just like me, saying what you mean."
Seeing the two in-laws chatting about anything and everything in the car, Zhang Guoqing secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Luckily, he was prescient enough. Bringing his mother along resolved everything.
Speeding along, they finally reached the provincial city’s train station. Zhang Guoqing stopped directly at the entrance, got out of the car himself, and used his mother-in-law’s work ID to easily purchase a sleeper ticket.
Nowadays, without a certain position, don’t even think about buying a sleeper ticket. Unless you have private connections, otherwise, you’ll just have to brace your legs, squeeze into the crowd, endure several days and nights, and arrive totally disheveled.


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