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"Mom, Dad, we're leaving now. Take care of yourselves, and call if anything comes up," Sang's monther said.
"Let's go. You don't need to worry about us. Your older brother and Guoqing are at home, so there's nothing to be concerned about. Just focus on your work," Sang's grandmother replied.
"Big Brother, Guoqing, we're leaving our parents in your care. Please look after them," Sang added.
"Alright, alright, off you go. Mom and Dad have us here. If anything happens, we'll call you," Uncle Sang assured them.
"Goodbye, Grandpa and Grandma. We'll be back during the holidays." At their age, every meeting felt like it could be the last. Life and death were natural parts of existence, beyond anyone's control.
Once they were out of sight of the car, Sang's grandmother turned back home. "Alright, you all should get on with your lives now. After all this commotion for so many days, I need some peace and quiet," Sang's grandpa said.
Inside the car, a moment of silence enveloped them, tinged with a hint of sadness. Although Sang Yu and Sang Xia couldn't visit their grandparents often, they made it a point to send them back to their hometown for a while every summer vacation. The two elderly people had a special bond with them, so even if they didn't return frequently, their relationship was still strong.
When Sang Yu's family returned home, they planned to rest before heading to her grandmother's house the next day. They encountered some traffic along the way and arrived nearly an hour later than usual.
The next day, after breakfast, it was already past nine o'clock when they got up. Since it was nearby, they weren't in a hurry. In fact, Sang's monther's family lived closer than their own hometown; it only took half an hour by car.
Sang's monther had an older brother and sister. The brother was the eldest in the family with one son and one daughter who were both married with children. The sister had a son who was already engaged and planned to have a wedding this year.
Sang's monther's mother was two years younger than Sang's grandmother but was nearing eighty herself. However, her health wasn't great, so she lived with her son.
Sang Yu felt quite fortunate about her family situation; neither her grandparents nor her maternal grandparents had any troublesome relatives, and everyone got along well.
When Sang Yu's family arrived at her grandmother's house just after ten o'clock, they were greeted with excitement. "Grandma! Grandpa! Happy New Year!"
"Uncle! Aunt! Happy New Year!"
"Oh! It's New Year! Come in!"
"Your older sister and the kids will be here soon," Grandma Sang said to Sang's monther. In fact, Sang Yu's aunt and cousin had already visited on the second day of the New Year because of their arrival today.
Not long after they arrived, others started coming in as well. Sang Yu's uncle lived in a spacious 140-square-meter flat; however, the originally roomy living room felt cramped due to the number of guests.
As usual, old stories were exchanged, but Sang Yu found herself cornered by the elders once again—being urged to find a partner quickly and get married soon or at least have two children before turning thirty. She felt overwhelmed; what was happening in this world? Why did everyone seem obsessed with marriage?
Terrified, Sang Yu hid in her cousin's room, unable to face the daunting parents who seemed too intimidating for someone her age.
Her cousin Chen Suxin found her reaction amusing and laughed heartily. "Look at you! You're so scared; they won't eat you!"
"I'd rather they ate me! Seriously, do they have nothing else to talk about? Why do they keep circling around me? I'm only twenty! They make me feel like an old leftover woman! Family members—who understands? No matter where I go, I'm being pressured!"
Sang Yu missed her school days immensely. She would rather face those little brats than deal with these people; they were just too terrifying.
"Hi! Adults are like this, especially these ladies. When they get together, they love to talk about their kids. You can just listen; let it go in one ear and out the other."
Sigh! It’s easy to say that, but honestly, I really don’t want to listen at all.
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