OBS Chapter 333 Yuan Ma's Worries
Chapter 333 Yuan Ma's Worries
Leaving Zhulin Pass, we headed east.
The scenery outside the car window gradually transitioned from the majestic landscape of Sichuan to the lush greenery of the south, and the air became warm and humid.
Inside the carriage, the chatter gradually subsided, replaced by soothing light music and the occasional sound of turning pages.
Xiao Zhi and Xiao Le Yi were both asleep, and Aunt Yuan and Auntie Yuan were also resting with their eyes closed, leaning back in their chairs.
Aunt Ping finally put down her phone, looking at the fleeting scenery outside the window with a serene expression of contentment.
Yuan Bao held Xiao 9 in his arms, his fingers unconsciously combing its thick, soft fur.
The golden rays of the setting sun shone through the car windows, casting a warm glow inside the vehicle.
Looking at her family's peaceful sleeping faces and listening to Xiao Jiu's soft snoring, she felt a sense of tranquil happiness.
This journey, a long and arduous one, is all for the sake of a delicious meal that has captured my heart's desire.
They tasted the richness of Wuzhou soy milk and the aroma of paper-wrapped chicken; experienced the beauty of Guilin's landscape and the sour and spicy flavor of rice noodles; enjoyed the warmth of a rainy night in Kaili and the delightful sour soup fish; appreciated the ancient charm of Qingyan and the braised aroma of pork hock; and finally, in Leshan, they reached the pinnacle of a culinary extravaganza.
The scenery, companionship, laughter, and Xiao 9's silent protection and its adorable little "greedyness" are the most precious rewards of this journey.
As dusk settled, the familiar silhouette of the "Foodie" RV finally appeared in the parking space of Aunt Ping's residential complex in Shenzhen.
The headlights went out, and the roar of the engine fell silent.
"We're home," Baoguo said softly, with a hint of relief after his long journey.
People gradually woke up, still a little sleepy, and stretched as they got off the bus.
The night breeze carried the familiar warm and humid scent of the South, mixed with the faint fragrance of flowers and plants in the neighborhood.
"Finally back!" Xiao Zhi jumped out of the car and took a deep breath.
"Leyi, wake up, we're home." Cousin Pingping held the drowsy little Leyi in her arms.
"Oh dear, thinking about it, the bed at home is still the most comfortable!" Aunt Ping hugged Xiao Leyi and exaggeratedly twisted her waist.
Aunt Yuan and her aunt smiled as they began unloading their luggage and those heavy "delicious memories" from the car.
Yuan Bao carried Xiao 9 as the last person to get off the bus.
The little guy seemed to sense the feeling of "home" and jumped lightly down from her arms, taking its own unique, slightly patrolling "rolling steps" as it slowly made its way to the door.
Under the moonlight, its black and white silhouette was exceptionally clear, like a round period, steadily landing at the end of this long journey.
As I opened the door, familiar lights and scents greeted me.
Little 9 followed us in, pretending to know her way around, and perched atop the sofa, surveying her territory from above before curling up contentedly, as if to say: [Rest, rest a bit.]
Yuan Bao, Xiao Zhi, Yuan's mother, and Bao Guo rested at their cousin's house for one night, and finally returned to N City around noon the next day.
First, they drove the RV to the rental agency to complete the cancellation procedures, and then the family took a Didi ride back to their long-missed home.
Yuan Bao looked at Xiao Jiu's "I have returned to my throne" expression, then looked back at his family members who were busy moving things, joking with each other, and whose faces were filled with the joy of returning home. A warm smile spread across Yuan Bao's lips.
This journey of "Exploring the Flavors of Sichuan and Chongqing" has come to an end, but the flavors that danced on the tongue, the smiles captured amidst the mountains and rivers, the warm moments shared in the RV, and this unassuming yet indispensable all-powerful smart cat... are all like a jar of aged brine carefully brought back, their fragrance lingering deep in the memories.
The afternoon after I returned home, the sunlight lazily spilled into the spacious and bright living room, and the air still carried the faint dusty smell of my luggage from my recent trip and a familiar sense of belonging.
My elder brother, Baoguo, went downstairs to his shop to get busy.
Yuan's mother held her round, chubby pet cat, Xiao 9, which looked like a miniature panda, and stroked its thick, soft fur. However, her gaze drifted to Yuan Bao, who was cutting fruit in the open kitchen.
“Baby,” Yuan’s mother sighed, her voice carrying the worry that was typical of her age, “Look how wonderful this trip was, the whole family was so happy.”
Xiao Zhi was happy too, Bao Guo... well, Bao Guo was quite cheerful as well.
But I always feel like there's something weighing on my mind, something I can't let go of.
Yuan Bao brought over the fruit platter and placed it on the coffee table. He sat down next to his mother and took Xiao Jiu from her, placing it on his lap.
The little guy sprawled comfortably on her lap like a fluffy "cat pancake," its bright black eyes half-closed, purring softly. Only Yuan Bao could "hear" a lazy message coming from its mind: "My little master, Mama Yuan is about to start her sermon again."
Yuan Bao subtly scratched Xiao 9's chin with his finger, silently replying: [Stop joking. Listen to me.]
On the surface, she asked her mother gently, "Mom, what's wrong? Everything's fine at home now, isn't it? The shop business is stable, and everyone's health is improving. What are you worried about?"
"It's all because of your brother!" Yuan's mother raised her voice a little, with a hint of disappointment. "Baby, look, our family is really doing well now. We live comfortably in this big house, and the shop downstairs is making money. We don't have to struggle like we used to."
Your brother is 44, and Xiao Zhi is 11!
His marriage is such a big deal... As his mother, I'm so worried that I can't sleep well at night.
You know, these days you can only know a person's face, not their heart. Our family situation is good, but I'm also afraid of attracting some girls with bad intentions, who are after money and houses.
But your brother is such an honest and simple person, he can't just stay single like this, can he? What will he do when he gets old?
Yuan Bao listened to his mother's words and went to the balcony to look downstairs.
I saw the eldest brother, Baoguo, sitting under the sunshade in front of the shop, holding a thick book in his hands... it seemed to be "The Complete Guide to the Processing of Chinese Herbal Medicines". He was engrossed in reading it, and the sunlight gave his sturdy profile a golden edge.
The 44-year-old man is in good shape, without a big belly, and is known for his honest and reliable personality, even a bit too introverted.
My family wasn't well-off before, so I didn't have time to date. Things are definitely different now.
The two apartments are combined into one large, spacious and comfortable unit. Downstairs, the owner's own traditional Chinese medicine clinic and coffee/restaurant have both enjoyed a good reputation and generated a stable and substantial income since they opened.
Logically speaking, with these conditions, finding a suitable partner shouldn't be too difficult.
But unfortunately, ever since the last time his older brother was scared off by the scheming woman his colleague brought him on several blind dates, he seems to have completely lost interest in this whole thing.
However, Aunt Yuan is right; people's hearts are hard to fathom these days.
The innocent and kind are afraid of being deceived, while the shrewd and capable are afraid of not being able to get along.
With my brother's personality, finding a suitable partner is really not an easy task.