bookrandom Chapter 202 The Gathering of the Lesbians
Chapter 202 The Gathering of the Lesbians
Two days later, on Sunday, Zhuang Chaoying woke up early from her sleep.
Today, I'm going to the refrigerator factory with Lin Wufeng to discuss the investment with Director An.
He got up quietly. Ah Ling finally got to sleep in, so he let her sleep a little longer.
Huang Ling slowly opened her eyes.
Seeing that Zhuang Chaoying was already dressed, Huang Ling sat up, took her briefcase from the chair, and handed it to Zhuang Chaoying.
"Chaoying, this is no small amount of money. Once it's settled, let's go to the bank together to withdraw it."
Zhuang Chaoying took the briefcase and nodded. "Okay, go back to sleep. There's a sponge cake in the cupboard when you get up. Just make a cup of hot milk and have a simple bite."
Huang Ling nodded, then helped Chao Ying out the door and back to bed.
After breakfast, not long after...
Song Ying walked over; she was treating everyone today. "Tu Nan, Sister Ling, Xiao Ting, Dong Zhe, it's my treat today! Let's go eat something delicious to celebrate Dong Zhe getting into the top high school!"
Upon hearing this, Tu Nan and Dong Zhe shook their heads.
Tu Nan. "Aunt Song, I won't go. I want to stay home and watch the Olympics broadcast."
Dongzhe chimed in, "Mom, I'm going to stay home and watch TV with Tunan. You guys go ahead. Xiaoting will eat my portion, okay?"
As he spoke, he playfully winked at Xiaoting.
Xiaoting smiled and asked Lin Dongzhe with bright eyes, "Lin Dongzhe, are you really not going?"
Lin Dongzhe sat down in the chair, reached for the bottle opener beside him, and with a "snap," skillfully opened a bottle of soda. He handed it to Tu Nan and then shook his head firmly again. "I'm really not going. You guys go ahead."
Song Ying looked at Lin Dongzhe and Tu Nan, smiled helplessly, and then turned to Huang Ling and Xiao Ting. "Sister Ling, Xiao Ting, let's ignore these two brats and have a girls' gathering. Come on, let them stay home by themselves."
Huang Ling couldn't help but laugh and nodded in agreement. "Okay, it's a gathering of women, no men."
Not long after, Huang Ling appeared wearing a purple collared dress.
Song Ying wore a blue polka dot dress, the same style, just different in color and pattern.
The two stood together, wearing matching outfits.
Xiaoting wore a pink jumpsuit, which swayed gently as she walked, making her look lively and cute.
The three of them walked hand in hand to Zhang Amei's house.
Huang Ling raised her hand and gently knocked on the door. "My sister's gone. Song Ying is treating us to dinner."
A response came quickly from inside the house: "Coming, coming!"
With the sound of footsteps, the door opened, and Zhang Amei's eyes lit up when she saw the three women's clothes. "You all look so beautiful today!"
Song Ying asked with a smile, "Aren't you bringing Xiaomin and Shanshan along?"
Zhang Amei waved her hand. Xiaomin went out to meet her friends, and Shanshan went to help Yiming set up his street stall. Now that Xiaomin is older and has her own ideas, it's not easy for her to control her anymore.
The four of them traveled together.
Soon, they arrived at the Humble Administrator's Garden to have afternoon tea.
The garden is full of flowers, plants and trees.
I stopped in front of an open-air tea house and found a place to sit down.
On stage, two artists are performing Pingtan (a traditional Chinese storytelling and ballad singing art).
The skilled musicians deftly plucked the strings of the small sanxian with nimble fingers; the less skilled musicians played the pipa, producing melodious and graceful tunes.
Song Ying ordered the food, and soon a plate of watermelon, two dishes of dried fruit, a bowl of red bean porridge for each of the four people, a serving of sock-bottom pastry, and a serving of cloud cake were served on the table.
Several people sat together, drinking sweet porridge.
Xiaoting held the bowl in both hands, taking small sips, her eyes narrowed into slits. "Mom, the sweet porridge at this shop is really delicious."
Huang Ling placed the bowl on the table, her gaze sweeping over the surrounding scenery, her thoughts drifting back to the past.
"It's delicious, isn't it? This area used to be full of old teahouses, you wouldn't find a place like this."
While sipping her sweet porridge, Zhang Amei nodded in agreement. "My father is also an old Suzhou resident. He drinks tea in the morning, then takes a bath and gets a back massage in the afternoon. He lives a very comfortable life."
"If you ask me, Song Ying is really good at keeping up with the times; she managed to find such a great place."
Song Ying held a handkerchief in her hand and gently fanned herself. "I originally wanted to treat you to a meal at a restaurant, but I ran into Xiaomin, and she told me about this place. Xiaomin loves going out with her friends these days, so she knows a lot about these new places."
Zhang Amei ate some dried fruit, her gaze shifting back and forth between Song Ying and Huang Ling. "We should get together more often like this. Women really need to treat themselves better. We're busy taking care of our families all day, so we should have some time to relax."
Song Ying turned her head slightly to look at Zhang Amei. "I just said I'd give it to Xiaomin and Shanshan to take, why didn't you take it?"
At this moment, Xiaoting was quietly eating with her head down, and soon the sweet porridge in front of her was empty.
Huang Ling said with a smile as she gently stirred the remaining sweet porridge in the bowl.
“Xiaoting has finished eating, then go and get another bowl. Your Aunt Song is happy today because Dongzhe got into No. 1 Middle School, so she's treating us.”
Song Ying was in an exceptionally good mood today, and she spent the money with great pleasure. She just loved looking at the well-behaved and adorable Xiao Ting.
She quickly handed over her wallet. "Xiaoting, here, order whatever you like, go ahead."
Xiaoting took the wallet, her eyes sparkling, and politely said, "Thank you, Aunt Song."
Then they headed to the place to order food.
A short while later, she returned with a bowl of sweet soup made with osmanthus and water chestnut.
Each grain of water caltrop is round and plump, and it is adorned with scattered golden osmanthus flowers, giving it a fragrant aroma.
As the saying goes, "The autumn of August is the best time in Jiangnan, and the water chestnuts are as round as pearls."
Seeing the sweet soup Xiaoting brought, Zhang Amei sat up straight. "When this time next year, one of my daughters will get into university, and the other will get a job. I'll treat everyone to a meal then. We'll celebrate properly."
As Huang Ling listened to her sister's words, the corners of her mouth turned up slightly, but she couldn't help but sneer inwardly.
She recalled how her sister treated her two "daughters" differently, and the way she referred to them as "two" was rather ironic.
However, she quickly adjusted her mood, turned her head to look at the garden across the way, the lush trees, and the beautiful scenery made her feel better again.
Song Ying continued to fan herself slowly with her handkerchief, a gentle breeze caressing her face and ruffling a few strands of hair.
She squinted her eyes slightly. "It feels so good. It reminds me of summers when I was young! Back then, there weren't so many worries. Life was simple and happy, and most importantly, I didn't have to take care of Dongzhe."
Huang Ling couldn't help but laugh out loud. "Xiao Song, all those 'Harvest,' 'Story Collection,' and magazines you bought really paid off! Now you speak as if you're reciting poetry."
Song Ying glanced at Sister Ling, Huang Ling, and couldn't help but laugh: "You're so good at teasing me, but the stories in those books are really beautifully written."
The four of them chatted amongst themselves, enjoying a pleasant afternoon in the Humble Administrator's Garden, a place full of the charm of Jiangnan.
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