A Young Woman's Heart

"Hello, Second Uncle!"

The two greeted each other and looked around the exquisitely decorated home with some curiosity.

There was also a study in the room, with a computer with an LCD screen on the desk. To Mo Xueyao, it was a high-tech product that was ahead of its time.

The computer was on, and there was a rather complex drawing on it, which looked like it was still being drawn.

I had heard my father mention it before. My second uncle was a bridge engineer. Although he wasn't particularly outstanding, he was still considered a highly skilled person.

"Hey, Xiaoyao."

"Ah." Mo Xueyao was surprised that her second uncle, whom she rarely saw, still remembered her name.

It's not surprising that she recognized me; after all, her blue eyes clearly show her ancestral lineage.

"Hehe, I remember you were a tomboy when you were little, and your eyes weren't blue either. Girls really do change a lot as they grow up."

"cough……"

"Come on, sit on the sofa for a while and have some tea."

As my second uncle was speaking, a young man with a high nose, big eyes, and high cheekbones walked out of the toilet.

He was about 1.8 meters tall and very handsome.

“This is your sister,” he introduced.

"Hello." He laughed heartily, not holding back his praise, "Your little sister has grown so much, she's so beautiful."

"Uh, hello..."

Who is this?

"She's kind of like your sister."

"Hello."

Visiting relatives and friends to exchange New Year's greetings usually involves exchanging pleasantries.

If the relatives are not very familiar, it can make the child feel awkward.

My second uncle's son graduated from university several years ago and is currently working at a construction company as a blueprint engineer for house design. He spends most of the year on assignments in Africa. Although it's hard work, the salary is quite high.

These weren't questions Mo Xueyao asked; they were things the adults revealed to each other during conversations.

Could it be interpreted as... a form of comparison and showing off?

Even highly educated people are not immune to this.

Halfway through the conversation, the father took a red envelope out of his pocket and handed it to his second uncle's son.

"I almost forgot, here, your two daughters also have some, our red envelopes aren't very big..."

"Not at all, our red envelopes are just a token gesture."

"Hehe, here, accept these, don't be shy." Second Uncle handed the red envelopes he had prepared to Mo Xueyao and Li Wanyan.

Mo Xueyao glanced at her father and mother and then accepted the red envelope without any qualms. The red envelope was quite thick; if it was full of hundred-yuan bills, it would conservatively be around five hundred yuan.

"Oh dear, my Xiaoyao only managed to get into the top ten of all the high schools in the city. She can't compare to your son."

"Isn't this already very good? It seems you've inherited our family's genes, unlike you."

"Haha, that's right, that's right... Alright, we'll be going now."

"Won't you sit for a while longer?"

"No, no, I still need to visit other people. I need to visit my cousin, who is our aunt's eldest daughter."

"Alright, then I won't keep you any longer."

"Let's go, Second Brother."

"Take care on your journey."

……

(Fives)

In fact, Mo Xueyao has quite a few relatives in Hangzhou.

Even though my great-grandfather didn't have many children, with so many branches spreading out, it's still a huge family.

They were mostly intellectuals.

There is at least one college student in every household.

Someone like my father, who dropped out of high school, seemed like an illiterate person among these relatives.

As for the relatives on my maternal grandmother's side, most of them only had primary or junior high school education. My father stood out from the crowd, and people on my maternal grandmother's side would even say that he was a scholar.

Overall, since my maternal grandmother's home is closer to Hangzhou, I have more relatives there.

Mo Xueyao was more familiar with her maternal grandmother's relatives, and they were noticeably closer when they spent time together.

The van finally drove back from the city center to the hillside, where it was noticeably quieter.

It was as if it had been abandoned; there wasn't a soul in sight on the streets, and the trash cans were overflowing with garbage, as if no one had come to clean them up.

I originally planned to go to Grandma Jin's house, but when I called to ask, she said she wasn't home and had gone out to play with her friends.

Although she has no one at home to keep her company, she is good at regulating her mood and often gets together with close friends, which probably helps her avoid feeling lonely and isolated.

So the family arrived at the last stop of their New Year's visit today.

Yu Liangjia.

The sun never peeked out from the sky, but the setting sun still tinged the dark clouds with a touch of orange-red.

The reason for leaving my godfather's house for last was, of course, to pay my New Year's visit and have dinner at the same time.

After all, they are such good friends. Since they've come all this way, it would be really inappropriate not to have a meal before leaving.

After arriving here, Mo Xueyao's mood relaxed.

It felt like coming home.

She couldn't wait to play on her godfather's game console...

……

Chapter 164 A Sunny Day

(One)

The morning sunlight pierced through the silent universe, through the azure atmosphere, through the clouds, and through the heavy curtains, casting its slightly reddish light into the room and onto Mo Xueyao's face.

"Hmm..." Mo Xueyao, who was sleeping by the window, slowly stretched out her fair arm and gently pulled open the curtains a little.

The golden sunlight made it impossible for her to open her eyes.

At that moment, no fancy words came to mind, only the four words "bright sunshine".

Rain and snow are the main themes during this period of the Lunar New Year. Such a clear blue sky and such unobstructed sunshine are something we haven't seen in a long time.

Mo Xueyao squinted her eyes and yawned as she turned to the side.

The seat next to her was empty, and she could faintly hear Li Wanyan chatting with her parents in the living room.

Then the door opened, and someone came in, making the room a bit livelier again.

On a bright, sunny day, it seemed that people were setting off firecrackers and fireworks not far away, making a deafening 'bang bang bang' noise, as if to tell people that it was still the New Year period.

Then, the door to her room slowly opened, and Li Wanyan emerged from the commotion outside, placing the upper half of her hands on the bed, revealing only her broad, bright forehead and a pair of dark eyes: "Yaoyao, get up, it's time to go out."

"Huh? Why are we going out again?" Mo Xueyao rolled over. "It's such a nice day, can't I just stay home and sleep in..."

"I guess I should go out for a walk because the weather is so nice."

"Well……"

"When we go to West Lake, didn't you say before that you wanted to see Flower Harbor Viewing Fish, Willow Waves Listening to Orioles, and Three Pools Mirroring the Moon, and also wanted to feed the squirrels in the trees over there?"

"Ah, okay, okay, I'm getting up—" Mo Xueyao stretched lazily in bed, then took a deep breath, threw off the covers, climbed out of bed, and rolled onto the floor with a thud.

Pushing open the door, she saw her maternal uncle, a round, chubby man who looked like a seafood vendor at the market: "Hey, Xiao Yao, dressed so lightly?"

"Ah, Uncle," Mo Xueyao sighed helplessly, "Good morning..."

"Haha, the sun's already high in the sky, what's the rush?"

"Tsk..."

It was obvious that they had come to pay their respects for the New Year.

It is said that he had just returned from his maternal grandmother's house and was passing by on his way back to Shanghai, so he stopped by for a visit.

"Xiao Yao, it's such a pity you didn't go back to your grandma's house this year, haha, the old Taoist priest was still asking me why the little girl who dressed up as the goddess last year didn't come."

"Hey, why do you keep thinking about me?"

"They said you're beautiful and lively, and that the earliest goddess recorded in their Taoist temple had blue eyes..."

"Pshaw, I don't want to sit on that high platform all day without moving and having nothing to eat."

"Hahaha—go again next year, oh, let's go during the Chinese New Year this year. He's really thinking about you." Uncle teased with a laugh.

"No, no!" Mo Xueyao shook her head like a rattle-drum and quickly darted into the bathroom.

“We should be going back to our hometown for Chinese New Year this year,” the father interjected.

Which hometown?

"From J province."

"Oh, I thought we were going to Russia."

"There's no need for that anymore. For us, especially for Xiaoyao, that place isn't really her hometown anymore."

……

(two)

By the time Mo Xueyao finished washing up, her uncle's family had already left; they came quickly and left quickly.