My autobiography is definitely not a tragedy!
Chapter 480 - 313: The Tragedy of the Times

Chapter 480: Chapter 313: The Tragedy of the Times

"Cough! I must declare, I had absolutely no prior knowledge about this!" Meng Lang explained awkwardly.

"No issue even if you knew, it’s only natural! But true to the name Hero of Guanzhong, you sure have a big presence; you’re going for a grand selection here! Take a look, see which one you like, and let Auntie set it up for you!" Yan Weiwei teased.

Meng Lang helplessly rolled his eyes. "Caught in the rivers and lakes, one can’t help one’s fate. In fact, my view on choosing a partner is just as simple as my view on life’s principles."

"What view on choosing a partner?"

"To win a person’s heart, to spare the trouble of old-style matchmaking."

"Pfft!"

The crowd burst into laughter again.

"Xiao Hui, why is there a car parked at the door? Could it be Xiao Lang’s back?"

Just then, Mr. Meng’s voice could be heard, coming back from work; this was followed by the sound of the mother hurrying outside.

"That’s the car Xiao Lang and his friends rented... And why are you covered in mud again? Hurry up and go wash, we have guests at home!"

"What guests?"

Then their voices lowered...

...

The dinner that day was as abundant as always.

However, Mr. Meng’s thoughts were not on the food at all, sitting up straight, his serious and slightly endearing expression on his face.

It was only when Yang Hui kicked him under the table that he realized that he, the "head of the family," should start the conversation.

"Oh! Ahem! Ah, it has been a long time since we had such a lively gathering at home. As the saying goes, distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors!

Our Xiao Lang is often in your care. This time, you must stay a few extra days in our home, let us extend our hospitality and express our thanks!

Don’t be shy, treat this place as your own home. Xiao Hui, tidy up Qingqing’s room and the guest room later in the evening.

It’s a bit simple living in the countryside, I hope no one will mind."

"How could we? Actually, it’s Meng Lang who looks after us more, he has helped us a lot. We should be the ones expressing gratitude." Lin Haitang said with a smile.

"Yes! We came in such a hurry that we didn’t have time to prepare a proper gift, we are the ones who feel embarrassed." Yan Weiwei backed Meng Lang up graciously.

He? Takes care of you more?

This damned kid can barely take care of himself...

Mr. Meng naturally took these words as polite remarks.

"Mm! It’s not easy for you young people to make a living out there, you should indeed look after each other.

Though this brat of ours doesn’t give us much peace of mind, you can definitely trust the character of anyone from our Meng family!"

"Alright already, no more politeness, come come come, let’s eat," Yang Hui called everyone to start the meal with a smile.

"Yes! Let’s eat! It’s such a joyous occasion today, Xiao Hui, go get a bottle of liquor, we must have a few drinks tonight!"

"Yes, drink this, Weiwei specially brought it for you." Yang Hui handed over a bottle of liquor with a smile.

Mr. Meng saw that it was actually Moutai.

"This child, coming over is enough, why bring anything? Young people don’t have it easy making money, don’t spend it carelessly."

But then, upon seeing the production date on the bottle, he widened his eyes and almost dropped the bottle with a tremor in his hand.

"Xiao Yu, have some fish. Kids need to eat nutritious food to grow."

Without noticing Mr. Meng’s strange expression, Yang Hui cheerfully put food into Xiao Yu’s bowl.

"Mmm! Auntie, this is delicious! You eat too."

After Xiao Yu had some fish, she also added food to Yang Hui’s bowl, smiling sweetly.

That smile was almost melting Yang Hui’s heart.

"Xiao Yu is so sensible; here, eat some more! And have some more meat."

"Mom, take it easy, the bowl is almost full!"

Yet Yang Hui liked her even more with each glance.

"I don’t know why, but the first time I saw Xiao Yu, I felt such affinity, I always feel like I’ve seen her before somewhere."

Meng Lang was speechless.

This comment was almost like something out of those "family reunion dramas" on TV...

Was this what people meant by, ’before you want grandchildren, see how you feel after someone looks after your kid for just half a day’?

"Ah! My greatest regret in life is that I never had such a sweet and sensible daughter like you," Yang Hui said wistfully.

Mr. Meng carefully poured a small cup of the alcohol for himself, while Meng Lang was calmly stuffing a piece of steamed pork rib into his mouth.

Due to certain real-life reasons, everyone automatically ignored the fact that Meng Qingqing was a girl...

After several rounds of drinks and a variety of dishes, everyone relaxed.

There was talk of daily life and the parents’ indirect probing.

"Haitang, what do you do for a living? A lawyer? That’s great! Though Meng Lang says the city is dangerous, you’ve got to be careful..."

"What does Weiwei’s family do? Run a martial arts school? That must be impressive..."

"You don’t know, Xiao Lang used to be the one getting picked on as a kid. His sister once smashed an egg on his head, and he had to come home crying to tattle..."

"Really? Haha..."

Yang Hui and Mr. Meng couldn’t help teasing about Meng Lang’s childhood, which left Meng Lang exceedingly embarrassed.

When everyone was full and satisfied, Yang Hui got up to clear the aftermath.

Lin Haitang and Yan Weiwei naturally pitched in, and even Xiao Yu didn’t sit idle, adeptly helping to clear the dishes, wipe the table, and wash up, which had Yang Hui staring in amazement.

Watching everyone bustling about, Mr. Meng seemed slightly tipsy.

All good girls...

He glanced at his son, who was cracking peanuts nearby.

"You rascal, I really didn’t see this talent in you!"

"What talent?"

"Your secrecy is quite impressive! You used to be so quiet, and now you’ve brought home two at once. I must say, I see you in a new light."