"You are not young anymore!"

"You're still unmarried after thirty. That's all that's left here. It's not nice to talk about it. Why are you still so stubborn?"

The slightly shrill woman's voice pierced the darkness and penetrated the eardrums, waking Zhou Jia up from his sleep.

Slowly opening his eyes, the early autumn noon sun shone on him through the dark brown car window glass, making him reluctant to move because of its warmth.

The trees outside are lush and the light and shadow are mottled.

The mountain roads are rugged, the ground is unstable, and the ups and downs of the bus are more likely to lull you to sleep.

He had just woken up and his consciousness was still a little blurry. Only the nagging voice of the woman two rows away in front could be heard constantly.

"You think I don't want to get married? Isn't it because I haven't found the right one yet?" The voice that sounded again was clear and clear, not old-fashioned at all.

"Didn't find the right one?" the woman said in a slightly unhappy voice:

"Tell me about you. It has been several years since you graduated. Not to mention marriage, have you ever brought a boyfriend home for your parents to meet? There is no suitable one. I think you didn't bother to look for him at all."

"Don't blame Second Aunt for being long-winded. You must take this matter to heart."

"I know, I know." The young woman's voice was a little impatient. She moved and turned her face towards the aisle.

Zhou Jia moved his gaze and could see the woman's side face from his direction.

Very delicate, with a little baby fat.

Already over thirty?

I really can't tell.

The woman obviously did not intend to give up her persuasion: "Your neighbor Xiaoli is about the same age as you. I heard that she is pregnant with her third child."

"No..."

"Why not? Wouldn't you know if you go back and take a look? There is also Mingshui, who is also in college and has already married a wife."

"Um."

"It's not easy for your parents to drag you along. They are already quite old now. You can't let them continue to worry about it. Finding a partner is a serious matter. What do you mean by hanging out with those kittens and puppies all day long?

I mean, they are all beasts."

"Second Aunt, I won't be happy if you say that. Cats and dogs are also spiritual!"

"You're still not happy!" The woman straightened her body and said:

"If it weren't for those cats and dogs pestering you all day long, you said you couldn't find a partner? Do you still expect them to support you in your old age?"

"Your parents are quite angry because of this."

"Okay, okay." The young woman looked helpless and unwilling to continue to struggle with this:

"Didn't I already agree to go on a blind date?"

"Do you call that a blind date? You call that perfunctory!" Speaking of this matter, the woman's voice became even more urgent:

"Although Lao Qian's children are average-looking, they have good tempers, are tall, and have good jobs in big cities. Could you please tell me what you have?"

"Leave someone there and act like a young lady. Others should just tolerate you, right?"

"That can't be casual. Marriage is a lifelong event. Of course I want to find someone who is pleasing to my eyes and has the right personality. If not, why should I waste my time on him?"

"What does it mean to be pleasing to the eye? What does it mean to have a suitable personality? How can one be 100% suitable? Your mother has such a good temper. Haven't you had any quarrels with your father in so many years? Aren't they all getting along slowly? You want

First change your temper."

"Should I change? Do I have to accommodate others? They are not my parents." The young woman's eyes widened, her face full of stubbornness.

"How is it accommodation? Two people grew up in different environments. They must each have their own habits. Living together will inevitably lead to bumps and bruises. Isn't it right for both to give in? No one should give in, or only one person should give in.

Sooner or later, life will be hard to get through." The woman was obviously very experienced in this area, and she earnestly advised:

"Second aunt didn't tell you to make do with it, she just wanted you to understand a truth."

"Your parents are getting older, and you will have a lot of burdens in the future. You will definitely not be able to do it without someone to help you. Also, when living with others, you should temper your temper. This is not called grievance, but growing up. You know,

Husband and wife are the closest relatives, not even parents can compare to each other. Since you are willing to come back for a blind date for your parents, isn't it normal for you to change your behavior for the sake of your partner?"

"Humph..." the young woman curled her lips.

"Don't believe it." The woman frowned:

"Think about your grandma, do you think your mother is kissing your dad or your grandma or grandpa? Your dad is so filial, isn't it because your mom dares to quarrel with your grandma?"

"Although we are all relatives, we still need to distinguish which one is close and which one is far away."

This time, the young woman did not speak, and the expression on her face was a little confused. It was obvious that she had never considered this.

But more importantly, I am still impatient.

How great it is to be single!

Zhou Jia looked up and looked out the window, thoughtfully.

The woman's words reminded him of "Eight Arrivals" by the female poet Li Jilan of the Tang Dynasty.

The closest relatives are husband and wife!

It is true that husband and wife are the closest relatives in the world, but they can also be estranged.

As his thoughts turned, he subconsciously took out his phone. The familiar smiling face that lit up on the screen also made him purse his lips and curl his eyes.

Fortunately, I am lucky.

No need to be pushed into marriage.

After unlocking the screen, he was greeted by a series of WeChat notifications that made him rub his temples, sighing softly before clicking on the messages inside.

"Junior brother, I don't understand this question?"

"Where is the information you mentioned?"

"Why can't I find it?"

"..."

as expected!

Zhou Jia's major is classical literature, and he also majors in language and literature. His employment direction is a bit narrow, so he asked a senior sister in the same department to help him find a job.

He has a very good relationship with his senior sister, not only in terms of work, but he also met his current girlfriend through his senior sister.

Senior sister Huang Tingting has a straightforward personality and a wide range of friends.

Perhaps because her skills were focused on making friends when she was born, Huang Tingting's slowness in learning is simply outrageous.

And I chose to major in language and literature.

Zhou Jia is somewhat gifted in language, and over time he became Huang Tingting's favorite activity searcher and answer key.

"The answer is in the video text that the teacher sent last year. You can translate it yourself."

"You need to use your membership to check the information. I need to borrow it from a colleague... Forget it, I will send you my membership number and you can check it yourself."

"..."

Not long after, a reply came.

“I still don’t understand this question (smiley face)”

"study!"

Zhou Jia replied with a single word expressionlessly.

After thinking about it, he finally sent the answer and pointed out the ideas for solving the problem, hoping that the other party would know how to get the answer.

but.

I think Huang Tingting is too lazy to understand.

"Thanks!"

The results were as expected. Judging from the time of reply, the student should have directly skimmed the document and only looked at the final answer.

Shaking his head, he put away his phone and looked forward. The argument was over. The woman was resting sideways, while the young woman was scrolling through her phone.

outside the window...

"Um?"

Zhou Jia was stunned:

"Why is it foggy?"

He passes this mountain road several times a year, and it has never been foggy. Moreover, if this mountain road is foggy, it will be very dangerous.

After thinking for a while, he looked in the direction of the driver:

"Master, it's foggy, be careful..."

"Peng!"

Before he finished speaking, a loud bang interrupted his voice, and at the same time a huge force came from the side, throwing him directly towards the car window.
To be continued...