Why bother with dating when you already have a cat?

"Hmm... I don't think so."

Xiaoyu felt a little embarrassed, but upon reflection, she realized that there were indeed some things she couldn't write to Aiqing.

So this is what a diary is?

The little fish understood a little.

As they talked, the two arrived at their front door. Xiaoyu unlocked the door with her fingerprint and went inside first, changing out of her white sneakers.

Ai Qing glanced at her shoes: "I'll buy you a few more pairs of shoes next time, otherwise some clothes really don't go well with white sneakers."

"But Xiaoyu wants to earn her own money." Having been led astray by Ai Qing and forgotten her original purpose, Xiaoyu couldn't help but say when Ai Qing brought it up again, "Why does it feel so hard to make money?"

It's not difficult.

With Xiaoyu's looks, she would most likely be selected even if she applied for a cashier job at KFC.

But she hasn't really had much contact with society yet. Although she's been going out frequently lately, it's all been just a quick dip in the water, not a deep dive at all.

Let alone letting her go out and work on her own.

Ai Qing was definitely worried.

"How about we try live streaming?"

"Huh?" Xiaoyu was taken aback. "What's a live stream?"

"It's like sitting in front of a computer and chatting with viewers on the internet. For example, if you're playing a game, people will watch you play, and if they think you play well or speak nicely, they'll give you tips, and that's how you make money."

"Such a thing exists?!" Xiaoyu exclaimed in surprise. "Is it mandatory to pay?"

"No, that's not it. Everyone watches your live stream for free. Whether or not someone gives you a tip depends on their own mood."

"How could anyone be so stupid? Why pay when you can watch it for free?" Xiaoyu couldn't understand the logic behind it.

"Some people lack emotional value, and streamers can provide this service. When these people are satisfied, they will spontaneously be willing to give tips, so that the streamer won't have to stop broadcasting and go back to manual labor because they don't have money."

Ai Qing tried to make the live stream sound good, but then he thought about it again and felt it was still a bit unreliable.

Xiaoyu's current speaking level makes live streaming a bit difficult for her.

At this point, Ai Qing hesitated again.

After all, people online can be both kind and malicious, and sometimes unprovoked malice can hurt others.

Normally, Xiaoyu is fine just watching videos and reading novels, but once she becomes the object of others' scrutiny, she inevitably has to face the malice on the internet.

Ai Qing didn't know if she could handle all of this.

"Little Fish can give it a try," Little Fish said seriously after thinking for a moment.

"No rush." ​​Ai Qing patted her head and thought for a moment. "After the computer arrives, you can play some games first. Record the screen and I'll see if we can make it into a video and upload it. We can talk about the live stream later."

If it's just a video, it should be slightly better.

"I'll do whatever my brother says!"

……

The next morning at ten o'clock, Yao Qiang slept in late, but remembering her promise to her son, she finally got up.

Wearing her pajamas, she went downstairs to the living room and said to her mother-in-law, who was preparing lunch, "Mom, I'm going out to eat with Ai Qing for lunch, so we won't be eating at home."

"Oh," Lang Xiangying responded, then asked in surprise, "Why do you suddenly want to eat out?"

"Didn't he make money writing novels? He probably thought he'd treat me to a nice meal," Yao Qiang said with a gentle smile, her tone tinged with pride.

Lang Xiangying nodded with a smile: "That's good, that's how it should be done."

Ai Zhongguo, who was sitting on the sofa in the living room, seemed a little uncomfortable. Upon hearing this, he immediately sat up straight, frowned, and asked, "So that kid invited you?"

"Didn't he invite you?" Yao Qiang asked in surprise.

She thought Ai Qing had invited the two of them alone.

After all, Yao Qiang knew that Ai Zhongguo wasn't very interested in Japanese food, so it was normal for Ai Qing to be invited separately.

But when his wife asked him that question, Ai Zhongguo's face immediately darkened.

That kid!

They're even treating us to a meal!

I treated everyone to that barbecue last time.

She also gave him a dating fund of six thousand yuan.

And this is how he treated me?!

Ae Jong-kook, as a father, suddenly felt a little resentful.

Seeing his expression, Yao Qiang covered her mouth and laughed, then comforted him, "Why don't you come for lunch too? We'll be having Japanese food, so please don't mind."

"Why would I go? I don't need this meal." Ai Zhongguo became arrogant, though he was tempted, he resolutely refused, maintaining his dignity as the head of the family.

"Then I'll go by myself?" Yao Qiang asked one last time.

Ai Zhongguo chuckled and said, "Go ahead and go. I'll just eat at home."

Seeing that he was indeed stubborn, Yao Qiang didn't press the matter further. She turned around and went back upstairs to start skincare, makeup, and changing clothes.

It took more than an hour of back and forth to get dressed up.

Yao Qiang gave birth to Ai Qing at the age of 22, and is now approaching 50.

Time has left its mark on her face.

Fortunately, she takes good care of herself and often goes to the beauty salon with her girlfriends, so after dressing up, she looks like a mature woman in her thirties if you don't look closely.

"Stop being so vain." Ai Zhongguo was standing at the bedroom door at some point. "You always take so long to get ready to go out. Your son is already waiting downstairs. Hurry up."

"It'll be ready soon, what's the rush?" Yao Qiang rolled her eyes at him, picked and chose in front of the wardrobe, and finally selected her outfit for today. She circled around in front of Ai Zhongguo and asked with a smile, "Does it look good?"

"good."

"That'll make it look good." Yao Qiang chuckled and patted her husband's shoulder. "I'm off then, are you really not coming?"

"I told you I wasn't going, you're so annoying." Ai Zhongguo waved his hand, then casually took out a whole carton of cigarettes and started unpacking them in front of Yao Qiang.

Yao Qiang glanced at the cigarette in his hand and couldn't help but ask, "Where did you get this?"

"Oh, this?" Ai Zhongguo chuckled, pretending to have been caught off guard. "My son gave it to me. He just delivered it and even gave me two bottles of wine. That spendthrift boy is wasting money, buying a bunch of stuff. He doesn't even know how to save money."

Seeing his smug expression, Yao Qiang was speechless. She waved him away and went straight to the first floor.

At this moment, Ai Qing was in the living room, introducing the new clothes he had bought to his grandparents, as well as the dance clothes and shoes he had specially bought for his grandmother, and the new fishing rod for his grandfather.

The two elderly people were all smiles, scolding him for spending so much money on so many things while clutching the clothes in their hands, reluctant to let go.

When Yao Qiang saw this scene in the courtyard, she couldn't help but laugh.

"Mom! Are you ready? If you are, we can leave." Ai Qing called out to Yao Qiang as soon as she saw her in the yard.

"You're here." Yao Qiang walked into the living room, picked up her bag from the cabinet, and said, "Let's go."

"Grandpa and Grandma, please remember to pack your things. I'm going out to eat with Mom now, and I'll come home to eat again tomorrow." Ai Qing got up and followed Yao Qiang, turning her head to say.

"Go on, go on, enjoy your meal." Lang Xiangying waved her hand and patted her husband's thigh.

Ai Lisong was still admiring the fishing rod in his hand when his wife reminded him, and he looked at Yao Qiang and Ai Qing: "Go ahead, don't worry about us."

This time, instead of heading towards the supermarket, I went through the front door and took the elevator to the underground parking garage.

After Ai Qing got into her mother's SUV, she fastened her seatbelt.

Despite her small stature, Yao Qiang prefers driving large vehicles, as the high visibility suits her taste better.

Yao Qiang started the car and drove out of the residential area, heading towards Yintai City.

On the way, she asked, "How much money did you make writing this novel? With all this money to buy, do you still have enough?"

"It won't cost much," Ai Qing said, shaking her head. "Don't worry, I made sure I kept enough money for myself before buying you these gifts."

"What about Mom's gift?" Yao Qiang chuckled and teased, "I don't think I saw it."

"I'm on my way to pick up the gift right now." Ai Qing blinked, then added, "I mainly didn't know what to buy, and I was afraid that if I bought something bad, you wouldn't be able to use it. Treating you to a meal is more practical."

"That's true." Yao Qiang nodded, then asked, "How have you been lately? Is the novel writing going smoothly?"

"It's fine."

"What about the school? We're graduating soon, shouldn't we go back?"

"Yes, I have a defense at the end of the month, and if I pass, I can pick up my graduation certificate in June," Ai Qing replied. "I finished my thesis around the Chinese New Year, so graduating shouldn't be a problem."

"What about your girlfriend? Is that okay too?" Yao Qiang chuckled softly and pressed on, "Don't you have any girls you like at school?"

"No." Ai Qing shook her head repeatedly. "I really can't find a woman as outstanding as you, Mom. Why don't you ask Dad for me how he found you in the first place?"

“Him?” Yao Qiang’s eyes softened as she recalled those days. “He was just lucky.”

"Then I guess I'm just unlucky."

“You’re my son, so you must be lucky,” Yao Qiang encouraged and comforted him. “Sometimes it’s just fate. When it’s meant to be, it’s meant to be. There’s no need to force anything. Mom just wants to chat with you. You don’t need to be in a hurry.”

When fate brings you together, it's simply a matter of time...

Ai Qing pursed her lips and glanced at her phone.

Xiaoyu sent me a message on WeChat.

[Ai Eats Fish]: Brother! Look at the lunch I made~

【Ai Eats Fish】: (Photo)

[Ai Chi Yu]: Has your brother arrived at Yintai City yet?

Is this fate or luck?

Chapter 110 The Love Story of My Parents

[Rise, my dear subject]: It looks delicious, but it's a pity I can't enjoy it today.

[Rise, my dear subject]: We just arrived at Yintai City and went upstairs with my mother. Is Xiaoyu eating?

[Ai Eats Fish]: Mmm! Little Fish is eating, reading a novel at the same time~