Old Mrs. Zhou ( Grandmother) achieved her goal and left happily.
Zhou Songyan agreed to the blind date, but he didn’t expect Old Mrs. Zhou ( Grandmother ) set him up with eight women all at once.
When he arrived at the restaurant and saw eight women standing in a neat row in front of him, his vision went dark.
The old lady didn’t trick outsiders—she only tricked her own family.
He called Old Mrs. Zhou, speechless.
“Grandma, what are you doing? Is this a blind date or a beauty pageant?”
At that moment, Old Mrs. Zhou (Grandmother) was lying in her recliner, happily sipping tea.
“It’s so hard to get you to go on one blind date. I had to seize the opportunity and let you see a few more.”
“If I didn’t think it was too excessive, I would have called all of them over. I prepared dozens for you—all different types, tall and short, plump and slender.”
“Dear grandson, take your time choosing. I’m hanging up now—I need to drink my tea.”
Old Mrs. Zhou quickly hung up the phone.
Zhou Songyan: “…”
He turned to look at the eight women and reluctantly sat down.
Where there’s a policy from above, there’s a countermeasure from below.
Soon, Old Mrs. Zhou received complaint calls from each of the young women’s families.
After taking call after call, the old lady’s high blood pressure flared up.
Zhou Songyan was summoned home by his father with a single phone call.
The Zhou family estate was located on the edge of the Imperial City, the most prestigious area in Beijing—a renovated traditional courtyard house.
Several courtyards had been connected together, making it the largest siheyuan in the neighborhood, luxurious and grand.
If you looked at it from above with a drone, it would be quite spectacular.
Zhou Songyan’s car entered through the side gate and drove directly to the Zhou family garage.
After getting out of the car, he crossed the courtyard and entered the main residence.
In the living room, aside from a few busy servants, only his father, Zhou Jingtian, was sitting on the sofa watching the financial news.
“Dad.”
Zhou Songyan called out and sat down on a single-seat sofa.
Zhou Jingtian (Father) glanced at him: “Your grandmother is in her room. Go check on her.”
Zhou Songyan: “Is it serious?”
Zhou Jingtian ( Father) adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses: “She’s making it sound pretty serious.”
“Your grandmother is getting old. Stop making her angry all the time.”
Zhou Songyan: “This isn’t my fault. Grandma called eight women to meet me.”
When Zhou Jingtian (Father) first heard about this, his mouth had twitched too.
Only the old lady could come up with something like this.
Zhou Jingtian coughed: “Your grandmother may be a bit excessive, but she’s worried about your marriage. You’re not young anymore—it’s time to consider getting married.”
Zhou Songyan didn’t want to talk about marriage and stood up: “I’ll go check on Grandma.”
Zhou Jingtian shook his head.
This son of his—the moment marriage was mentioned, he ran away.
Zhou Songyan knocked on the door: “Grandma, can I come in?”
Old Mrs. Zhou had been eating a piece of osmanthus cake, but when she heard his voice, she immediately threw the cake onto the plate, quickly lay down, covered her head, and started moaning in pain.
Zhou Songyan pushed the door open.
“Grandma, are you still feeling unwell?”
Old Mrs. Zhou: “Yes! I feel terrible!”
Zhou Songyan glanced at the half-plate of remaining osmanthus cakes.
He said helplessly: “Grandma, you should eat less sweets. Too much of this stuff isn’t good for you.”
Old Mrs. Zhou: “I didn’t eat any! I’m so upset, how could I eat!”
“Then who ate these osmanthus cakes?”
“Maybe Xiao Cai snuck some.”
Zhou Songyan: “…”
Xiao Cai was the servant who specifically attended to Old Mrs. Zhou.
“Really? I’ll go ask Xiao Cai about it.”
Old Mrs. Zhou put down her hand: “Don’t! It’s just a few osmanthus cakes—it’s not a big deal. If you ask, poor Xiao Cai will be so embarrassed.”
“No, I have to ask.”
Old Mrs. Zhou: “…”
She simply stopped pretending and sat up angrily.
“I ate them! Don’t ask Xiao Cai!”
Zhou Songyan suppressed a laugh.
Old Mrs. Zhou glared at him: “Never mind the osmanthus cakes. Let me ask you—what happened with the blind dates?”
Zhou Songyan pulled over a stool and sat by the bed.
He said casually: “You told me to judge a beauty contest, so I went and was very serious about choosing. I just didn’t find anyone suitable.”
Old Mrs. Zhou nearly coughed up blood: “If you didn’t find anyone suitable, fine! But why did you have to insult them?”
“You said one had dark skin, another had legs that weren’t long enough, one had an ugly mouth, another had eyes like a donkey’s, one had yellow teeth, another had one ear bigger than the other, and one had pimples on her face.”
“Do you know how angry those girls’ parents are? If you don’t like them, just say you don’t like them! Why did you have to humiliate them?”
“You’ve made me lose all face! Who will dare to go on a blind date with you after this?”
“!”
Zhou Songyan smiled as he massaged her legs: “Well, that’s wonderful!”
Old Mrs. Zhou grabbed a pillow and hit him: “You brat! I knew you did it on purpose!”
“You sneaky little thing, you’ve made me lose all face.”
“You’re deliberately trying to anger me to death!”
“You rotten brat!”
Zhou Songyan didn’t dodge and let her hit him.
Old Mrs. Zhou got tired from hitting him, threw the pillow aside, and turned away, ignoring him.
Zhou Songyan tried to appease her by massaging her legs.
“Grandma, don’t be angry anymore.”
Old Mrs. Zhou instantly switched to sadness: “Sigh, I probably won’t live to hold a great-grandchild!”
Zhou Songyan: “Grandma, if you can’t count on a great-grandchild from me, you can count on another grandchild! You can have a Second Uncle give you a grandson.”
The old lady rolled her eyes: “Forget it. I’d have more hope with you than with him.”
Zhou Songyan: “…”
“You can also count on Dad. I wouldn’t mind raising a little brother.”
Old Mrs. Zhou threw another pillow at him.
Zhou Songyan caught it with a smile.
“Grandma, you’re getting older. You need to control your emotions—don’t get angry so easily.”
Old Mrs. Zhou: “It’s all because you make me angry!”
“Then I’ll leave so I won’t anger you anymore.”
“Go, go, go! Leave quickly! I get annoyed just looking at you!”
Zhou Songyan rubbed his nose, stood up, and left.
This blind date battle ultimately ended with Zhou Songyan’s victory.
Old Mrs. Zhou temporarily had no interest in arranging more blind dates for him.
Her face had been completely humiliated.
Li Mai’s license plates arrived.
She found tools and installed them herself.
On Sunday, she took Chengcheng to the zoo.
When they didn’t have a car before, the mother and son rarely went to distant places on weekends.
It wasn’t convenient.
This was Chengcheng’s first time at the zoo, and he had a great time.
Li Mai looked at Chengcheng’s little face, feeling content in her heart.
The two played at the zoo until 5 p.m. before heading back.
Shortly after they started driving, thunder and lightning began, and heavy rain poured down.
Li Mai slowed down and carefully watched the road conditions.
“Chengcheng, check and make sure your seatbelt is fastened properly.”
She needed to install a child safety seat when she got back.
Chengcheng obediently checked: “Mommy, it’s fastened.”
Li Mai continued to carefully watch the road.
But at an intersection, a car suddenly turned, and she couldn’t avoid it in time. They were hit.
Bang!
Li Mai’s mind went blank at that moment.
After stopping the car, she immediately turned to check on Chengcheng: “Chengcheng, how are you? Are you hurt?”
“Mommy, I’m fine.”
The speed hadn’t been fast.
Chengcheng had hit the car door, and his arm hurt just a little.
Li Mai patted her chest.
She had been terrified.
After calming down for a moment, she unbuckled her seatbelt: “Chengcheng, stay in the car. I’ll get out and take a look.”
“Okay, Mommy. Be careful.”
“Okay.”
Li Mai called the traffic police and explained the situation.
The police would take a while to arrive.
As soon as she got out of the car, she was drenched.
The person who hit them was scared and stayed in their car without getting out.
Li Mai stood in the heavy rain, looking at her newly bought car’s rear door, which had a large dent. Her heart ached.
But fortunately, Chengcheng hadn’t been sitting on that side.
Looking at the car…
At least it only cost twenty thousand yuan. If it had been worth hundreds of thousands, she would have been even more upset.
Suddenly, a shadow appeared above her head.
Zhou Songyan held an umbrella, tilting most of it toward her side.
Half of his clothes were wet.