amaotonovel Chapter 1213 Epilogue
Chapter 1213 Epilogue
Chapter 1213 Epilogue
"Hey, Xingchi, how are you doing? Have you found a suitable job?"
Shao Xingchi replied weakly: "Hey, don't mention it. I submitted more than 20 resumes, but they either fell into the sea or they said 'lack of experience' after the interview. It's normal for me, a fresh graduate, to have no experience. If they don't give me a job opportunity, how can I have experience?"
"That's because your standards are too high. You are only eyeing those leading Internet companies. If you really can't afford it, lower your standards and it won't be difficult to find a job. Unlike me, the first recruitment requirement for slightly decent companies is: a bachelor's degree or above. What's the matter? Isn't a junior college a university? This is naked discrimination!" Xia Fenghua couldn't help but complain.
There was silence on both ends of the phone.
"By the way, where's Wanghe?"
Xia Fenghua half-jokingly said: "Why do you miss him? I thought you haven't forgiven him yet."
"Who misses him? We've been brothers for so many years anyway. Just asking what's wrong?"
"Wang He joined a startup company. I heard it seems to be doing group buying. He thinks it has a bright future."
"I thought he would stick to his own path and focus on starting his own business."
"Wang He said that he is also starting a business and has shares."
Shao Xingchi curled his lips and said, "I don't know how many Internet companies like this will go bankrupt every year. Let's talk about it when we can make it. Shares like Haikuo's are really shares. The dividends alone are several million a year."
"I'm jealous, then why don't you go hang out with Haozi too."
Shao Xingchi: "Tsk, I don't even bother to use the back door."
He wanted to go, but he was too embarrassed to use the back door, so he submitted his resume but was rejected at the first round.
Xia Fenghua on the other end of the phone suddenly lowered her voice and said mysteriously, "Hey, Xingchi, have you heard? Haozi has made a big move recently."
"What's the big move? Haoyi Games has raised funds again? His net worth will increase a lot this time, right?"
"It's much more exciting than that!" Xia Fenghua deliberately dragged out her voice, "It's a happy event - he and Siyi are getting married!"
"When did it happen? Didn't Siyi go back to Honghuai?"
"I called Siyi yesterday and heard what she said."
Shao Xingchi smacked his lips: "But it's not surprising, Haozi and Siyi are a perfect match, and they grew up together..."
Speaking of this, Shao Xingchi couldn't help but think of him and Xia Fenghua, who were also childhood sweethearts. Unfortunately, Xie Wanghe stood in the way, and he couldn't get over it.
"Has the wedding date been set?"
"October 1st, everyone is free, I will definitely be Siyi's bridesmaid."
"Then I must be the best man."
……
In the evening, the flower street was drizzling with rain. Ma Siyi sat in front of the carved wooden window of the old house. Wild chrysanthemums were soaking in the enamel pot on the windowsill. In the mist, she stared at the crooked jujube tree at the entrance of the alley in a daze. When she was a child, she and Qin Hao always liked to climb up to steal jujubes. Now, it seemed that there were still two shadows in school uniforms swaying in the shade of the tree.
There was a rustling sound from the inner room, and Grandma Ma came out holding a faded camphorwood box. In the box was a pillowcase with a picture of a pair of mandarin ducks playing in the water. The silk thread was already worn out. "Siyi, this is what I showed you when I was bored at home during the four years you were in college. You are not allowed to dislike it if it's not good."
When Ma Siyi burst into laughter, her tears fell on the pillowcase.
"Grandma, I will never leave you again."
"Silly child, you are about to get married, and you are still talking nonsense."
As they were talking, the phone rang. Grandma Ma stood up with a smile and said, "Hurry up and answer it. Grandma will go cook for you."
"Are you ready? My wedding invitations are ready and will be sent out tomorrow."
Ma Siyi listened to the familiar voice on the phone, her cheeks flushed, and she said "hmm" softly.
……
In October 2012, autumn was in full swing, and the canal of Huajie was filled with the faint scent of sweet-scented osmanthus. The old locust trees on both sides of the river dropped their golden leaves, which fell on the water surface and rippled gently with the microwaves. Qin Hao and Ma Siyi did not choose a luxury hotel for their wedding, but returned to the place where they grew up - the canal of Huajie.
In the early morning, before the mist has dispersed, the canal is already bustling. The bows of boats are hung with red lanterns, the hulls are wrapped with white gauze and pink and white roses, and the masts at the sterns are tied with long tassels, swaying in the wind. Both banks are crowded with neighbors, children holding candied haws shuttle through the crowd, and the elderly sit on rattan chairs and chat with each other. In recent years, more and more young people have gone out, and those who are willing to come back only have a hasty Western-style wedding in a hotel. Weddings on the water like this are rare.
Ma Siyi wore a retro cheongsam wedding dress, with delicate floral patterns embroidered on the hem and tiny pearls dotted on the veil, which shone softly in the sun. She stood on the shore, holding a bunch of white lilies of the valley, lowered her head slightly, and her eyelashes fluttered, as if she had returned to the first time when Qin Hao held her hand to cross the bridge when she was a child. Qin Hao, wearing a neatly tailored black suit and a red rose on his chest, stood at the bow waiting for her, his eyes gentle and firm.
Shao Xingchi, standing on the wedding boat, suddenly said to Xia Fenghua and Zhou Haikuo beside him with emotion: "Do you have a sense of déjà vu as if you were traveling through time and space? It seemed that we saw Grandma Ma bringing Siyi back on that bridge."
"Yes, time flies so fast. In a blink of an eye, we have all grown up, and Siyi is married." Xia Fenghua subconsciously looked around and couldn't help but sigh. After all, Xie Wanghe did not come to attend the wedding.
Although, on the surface he said that he was too busy to spare, everyone knew that he could not let it go in his heart.
"Xingchi, Dahuazi, stop standing there and start spreading the sweets."
Shao Xingchi and Xia Fenghua finally came to their senses, took out the wedding candies they had prepared in advance and threw them to the other side of the river. Looking at the children on the river bank who were busy picking up candies, they felt as if they saw themselves back then, and they couldn't help but smile at each other.
……
The morning sun shines through the wooden lattice windows of the old house on Huajie Street, and dapples on the blue brick floor. Qin Hao always wakes up earlier than Ma Siyi, and gets up very lightly, afraid of disturbing her sweet dreams. But every time he moves, Ma Siyi will tug at the corner of his clothes in a daze, mumbling vaguely: "Lie down for another five minutes..." Qin Hao then smiles and lies back, pulling her into his arms, and gently combing her long hair scattered on the pillow with his fingertips.
In the kitchen, Liang Guixiang had already cooked millet porridge, and the sweet aroma of sweet-scented osmanthus sugar buns wafted out of the steamer. Qin Hao held the bowl of porridge and drank while watching Ma Siyi combing Grandma Ma's hair.
Since the two families became one, Liang Guixiang brought Grandma Ma to live with her at home so that she could take care of her more conveniently.
The old lady squinted her eyes and enjoyed her granddaughter's service, but she kept muttering: "You girl, you haven't even combed your hair yet."
Ma Siyi came over with a smile and handed the comb to Qin Hao: "You come."
Qin Hao's technique was deft and he was very patient. He combed through the silver hair. Grandma Ma sighed with comfort: "My grandson-in-law is really skillful."
Ma Siyi pouted and acted coquettishly: "Grandma, you are becoming more and more partial now."
Grandma Ma narrowed her eyes and smiled: "It's really better than yours."
In the afternoon, Liang Guixiang helped Grandma Ma take a walk by the river to help digestion.
Qin Hao and Ma Siyi moved rattan chairs and sat in the patio.
Ma Siyi was holding an embroidery frame and embroidering, while Qin Hao was holding a notebook and doing work, occasionally looking up at her.
The sunlight filtered through the branches of the old locust tree, casting fine shadows on her, as she lowered her eyes and threaded the needle.
After finishing his work, Qin Hao took Ma Siyi for a walk along the canal.
The river water in autumn was sparkling with golden light. They held hands and walked slowly on the fallen leaves.
Ma Siyi suddenly squatted down, pulled out a bunch of wild chrysanthemums from the bushes, and pinned them on Qin Hao's shirt pocket: "Here, let me add some color to you."
Qin Hao looked down at the small yellow flower, suddenly put his arms around her waist and kissed her lightly on the forehead.
Ma Siyi suddenly felt retching.
When Qin Hao and Ma Siyi returned home after the check-up at the hospital, Xia Fenghua, Grandma Ma, Liang Haihong and others surrounded them.
"How is it? Is it ..."
Ma Siyi nodded shyly and took out the hospital examination form.
Liang Guixiang was laughing so hard that her mouth couldn't close, and Grandma Ma was also happy like a child, which was rare.
Xia Fenghua subconsciously pressed herself against Ma Siyi's belly, but was slapped away by her mother Li Yan: "You have been irritable since childhood, be careful."
Ma Siyi smiled and said, "It's okay, Aunt Li, it's not that precious."
Ma Siyi has no say on whether money is valuable or not. Liang Guixiang covered the blue brick floor of the patio with anti-slip mats that very day.
"This is too exaggerated." Ma Siyi muttered to Qin Hao in a low voice. Liang Guixiang poked her head out from the kitchen holding a casserole: "What's so exaggerated? You are eating for two people now!" There was an old hen stewed in the casserole, and a dozen red wolfberries were floating on the golden oil.
Qin Hao comforted her, "It's okay, you'll get used to it."
Ma Siyi rolled her eyes, looking more charming than in previous years.
During the worst period of morning sickness, Liang Guixiang even turned her study into a snack warehouse. Hot and sour pickled cucumbers were placed in glass jars and lined up, frozen bayberries were chilled with crushed ice, and even Qin Hao was sent to the north of the city to buy freshly baked preserved vegetable pancakes. Late at night, Ma Siyi suddenly wanted to eat sweet taro sprouts, and Liang Guixiang got up quietly to mix the dough, not even bothering to wipe the flour off her face. When Grandma Ma got up at night and saw the light on in the kitchen, the two smiled at each other - the brown sugar ginger tea simmering on the stove was bubbling.
Xia Fenghua sighed more than once: "If I can get this treatment when I get pregnant in the future, I would be willing to give birth to ten children."
"Giving birth to ten babies, you think you're a sow." Ma Siyi was amused by her.
After the National Day holiday, Xia Fenghua, Shao Xingchi and Zhou Haikuo reluctantly bid farewell to their families and set out again on the journey north.
Qin Hao directly asked Penguin Games for someone to serve as the CEO of Haoyi Games. This person was called Wang Xinwen. If it weren't for Qin Hao's influence, he would have left Penguin a year later and founded Lilith Games.
Ten months passed in a blink of an eye. Outside the delivery room of Honghuai City Hospital, under the anxious gaze of Liang Guixiang and Grandma Ma, half an hour later, the nurse came out holding the swaddling clothes and said, "Mother and daughter are safe."
Liang Guixiang picked up the baby in the cradle and smiled so hard that she couldn't stop.
"This child is so white, just like Siyi when she was a child." Grandma Ma carefully reached out her hand and gently stroked the little guy's face.
"Hey, where's Haozi?"
"It seems like she's in the delivery room. Siyi is so lucky to marry Haozi." Li Yan said enviously. She still remembered the ugly face of her mother-in-law when she gave birth to Dahuazi. Fortunately, her husband has cut off relations with her mother-in-law now. It can be said that evil will be rewarded with evil.
……
When the leaves of the sycamore tree began to turn yellow, the full-moon banquet for the little princess of the Qin family was held in a small courtyard on Hua Street.
Liang Guixiang insisted on following the old rules - the eight-immortal table was decorated with red-dyed eggs, tiger-head shoes sewed by Grandma Ma, and a longevity thread made of reeds picked from the canal. Xia Fenghua took a special leave and rushed back from Beijing. As soon as she entered the house, she held up a gold lock and shouted, "My goddaughter's first piece of jewelry must be bought by me!"
Ma Siyi leaned on the rattan chair and laughed at her: "You are so anxious to recognize your relationship. When you get married and have children, won't our Qinqin have to give you red envelopes?"
Xia Fenghua was about to retort when the little one in her arms suddenly burst into tears. She was so scared that she tried to cover the bell on the golden lock in a panic.
Shao Xingchi took the opportunity to snatch the child and shook the bottle proudly: "Look, I am more experienced, right?" Zhou Haikuo was laughing in the corridor with his camera propped up. In the camera, the back of Shao Xingchi's shirt was already soaked with vomited milk.
"Siyi, can I be Yueyue's godmother?"
Facing Xia Fenghua's expectant eyes, Ma Siyi nodded with a smile.
Shao Xingchi half-jokingly asked, "Then can I be Yueyue's godfather?"
"It's enough for my daughter to have a biological father. She doesn't need a godfather." Qin Hao refused without thinking, making Shao Xingchi and Zhou Haikuo very disappointed.
Since becoming a godmother, Xia Fenghua always fills her suitcase with baby supplies every time she returns from Beijing.
She stubbornly believed that "Yueyue's outfit must lead the fashion trend on Hua Street", so she bought a bunch of mini Hanfu and plush onesies online, and even customized a bib embroidered with "Godmother's Favorite", which made Ma Siyi secretly complain to Qin Hao.
"If Yueyue grows up, she will definitely not want this thing."
When Yueyue was teething and chewing on toys, Xia Fenghua asked someone to bring back a box of high-end teethers from Japan overnight. It turned out that the little one fell in love with the reed puppy that Shao Xingchi had casually made.
She refused to accept the defeat, so she squatted by the canal and learned straw weaving skills from an old fisherman for three days. Finally, she presented a crooked grasshopper as a treasure, but Yueyue smeared it on her face, making Ma Siyi laugh so hard that she fell on Qin Hao's shoulder.
Zhou Haikuo's doting was the most low-key but fatal. As the little guy did not sleep well at night, he secretly recorded the sounds of the market in Huajie - the shouts of the candied haws sellers, the sound of flowing water in the canal, and made a vinyl record.
Xia Fenghua complained sourly: "Old Zhou, this gift of yours makes us look like nouveau riche."
As the record player started playing, Yueyue babbled and reached out to touch the turntable, and Zhou Haikuo immediately announced: "The next generation of musicians has been born."
At Yueyue's first birthday party, Xie Wanghe, who had been "missing" for almost two years, finally showed up and brought her a gift. Although the gift from Xie Wanghe, a straight male chauvinist in the late stage of cancer, was not very good, Qin Hao still accepted it for his daughter.
"I heard that your company has been developing well recently."
"It's OK. I can't compare to you, but it's enough for me to pay off my previous debt."
The two looked at each other and smiled.