You are my wife, don't doubt it!

I am sorry.

"Gouzi, you are so nice to me." Shen Jie stomped her size 34 feet lightly.

"Yeah, I know." Xiao Yao said with a smile.

He suddenly felt that it felt so good to say these five words.

"By the way, it's really comfortable to listen to Xu Wei's songs while traveling. That slightly hoarse voice and the feeling of wandering like the wind..." Xiao Yao sighed casually.

"Ah? Do you want to listen to music? I forgot to bring my Walkman." Shen Jie said.

"If you have the chance, please accompany me to Xu Wei's concert." Xiao Yao said.

"Sure," Shen Jie nodded, "but you have to accompany me to do what I want to do, it can't always be one-sided."

"Of course." Xiao Yao said: "Shen Jie, do you like me?"

"Huh?" Shen Jie was a little caught off guard.

"Like it?"

"I like it." Shen Jie smiled and stroked Xiao Yao's head.

"Yeah." Xiao Yao nodded and said, "Maybe it's my illusion. I always feel that recently... since you got sick, no, since you were hospitalized, or since you were discharged from the hospital, you have become different from before."

"What's different? Tell me." Shen Jie was quite interested in this topic.

"Well...I told you not to be angry."

Shen Jie thought, then you are going to say something to make me angry: "Mama Meow promises you."

"Just some time ago, you suddenly became very obedient, and now you are, more...selfish?" Xiao Yao chose his words carefully.

Be obedient, haha.

Last time in the hospital, you said to Yu Luying in front of me, "Your scripture says that wives should obey their husbands." Weren't you really saying that to me? The girl thought.

In fact, I was a little unhappy at that time, but Yu Luying was there, so I didn’t show it.

Shen Jie took a breath, smiled and gently pulled Xiao Yao's ear, and said in a joking tone: "Who has ever seen such a domineering son-in-law?"

Then, she lifted up her skirt to show him her long skirt and socks, and said in a wronged tone: "Am I not obedient enough?"

"Be obedient, be obedient." Xiao Yao nodded repeatedly: "It's not mainly about this problem, it's... I'm a little... emotional?"

He replaced the word "acting" with the word "emotional": "For example, he used to say to me that she was yours and you were mine, and other weird things, but now he is often jealous of irrelevant things, always gets angry with me, doesn't listen to my explanations, and finds fault with me... and so on?"

"So?" Shen Jie said, "Are you going to blame me again?"

"No, no," Xiao Yao explained, "I was thinking, maybe I didn't do something well, which made you... maybe, not like me as much as before?"

"Ahaha——" Shen Jie couldn't help shouting out loudly. The gentleman wearing reading glasses turned his head, pulled his glasses down, and turned back.

"I just want you to tell me so that I can do better." Xiao Yao's desire to survive was full.

"Xiao Yao," Shen Jie said seriously, "Do you want a Tamagotchi that listens to you in everything, or a girlfriend who helps you date?"

"Ah?" Xiao Yao didn't react for a moment.

Did she, did she just say "girlfriend"?

"Remember Xiao Yao," Shen Jie said, "A buyer should be very picky."

"You, you mean..." Xiao Yao understood a little.

"I like you more than before." Shen Jie said softly, "So, you have to be nice to me."

Hearing these words, Xiao Yao felt like something was about to burst out from his body. Unable to hold back any longer, he hugged Shen Jie tightly in his arms.

At this moment, Xiao Yao felt two shadows looming over him.

He looked up and saw a shriveled old man standing in front of him, leaning on a cane, with a hunched back. His face was full of wrinkles and his expression was intriguing.

Next to the old man stood Yu Luying, expressionless, pulling the hanging ring and looking out the window.

Chapter 102 Three Tango II

2023-02-06

At this moment, Xiao Yao felt two shadows looming over him.

He looked up and saw a shriveled old man standing in front of him, leaning on a cane, with a hunched back. His face was full of wrinkles and his expression was intriguing.

Next to the old man stood Yu Luying, expressionless, pulling the hanging ring and looking out the window.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Yao was startled and subconsciously let go of the girl in his arms, placing his hands on his thighs.

Only then did he realize that the empty carriage at the starting station was now packed with people.

Xiao Yao's gaze passed through the crowd and fell on the seat where Yu Luying was originally sitting - there sat an equally shriveled old lady with a kind smile on her face.

The boy understood that based on Yu Luying's usual habit, she must have taken the initiative to give up her seat to the old lady.

Of course, this is a praiseworthy virtue, but why would you deliberately bring another level of pressure upon us?

"Xiao Yao, please give your seat to Grandpa." Shen Jie made an important instruction without delay.

"Hey." Xiao Yao was about to stand up when he suddenly felt unwilling to accept the result.

Why can you sit there and command your "servants" to stand up and give up their seats? Is it because you are a lady?

"Why don't you give up your seat yourself, but instead order others to do so?" Xiao Yao asked politely.

"Okay," Shen Jie nodded and stood up: "Please move your legs. Sit down. Grandpa, sit here with me."

"No, no, no, no, no," Xiao Yao quickly stood up and said, "I was just kidding you. Sit down, Grandpa, sit here with me."

The two of them were fighting over it, and the old man saw it and said with his teeth showing, "Oh, you guys, don't fight anymore, just say thank you, I still have eight stops to go before I get off!"

As he spoke, he made the shape of an "eight" with his fingers.

"There are still eight stops to the terminal." Yu Luying reminded the two at the right time, sounding a little gloating.

The final result was that no one got on the car. Shen Jie pressed the old man's shoulder and made him sit down. The three of them stood together in the car that was like a can of sardines, holding the rings in their hands and looking at each other.

It seemed strange to just stand there like that, but the three of them didn't know what to say for a moment.

Finally, it was Shen Jie who broke the silence first: "Hey, Lu Ying, that day in the hospital, you said you were going to Yushan in the evening, did you go there later?"

"I went." Yu Luying blurted out subconsciously.

"Oh, so what happened to you today..." Shen Jie tried hard to find something to say.

"I just got home this morning, and I came to see my sister right away," said Yu Luying.

"Oh..." The bus slowly stopped at the red light. Shen Jie grabbed the hanging ring and tried hard to maintain her balance. "Last time you said you were going to Yushan for a pilgrimage. What saints are there in Yushan for pilgrimage?"

"Yes, shouldn't the pilgrimage go to the Vatican in Rome and Jerusalem?" Xiao Yao also asked the same question.

"Yushan is also a holy place, named by the Holy See." Yu Luying recalled with great effort: "The Yushan Basilica on the top of the mountain seems to be a Class B papal basilica or something..."

"So, if the Vatican declares it a temple, then it is a temple? Is there anything particularly sacred about it? Like Jerusalem..." Xiao Yao asked curiously, "The Pope himself has never been to Yushan, right?"

"Yeah, that's about it. If the church says it is, then it is. I don't know." Yu Luying was a little annoyed because Xiao Yao's question seemed to be a challenge. In fact, she was not interested in this topic, and she couldn't answer it: "What's special...ah, is it because of Our Lady of Yushan?"

"What is the relationship between Our Lady of Yushan and the Virgin Mary?" Shen Jie said gently: "Lu Ying, we are all laymen, so please don't mind if the questions we ask are idiotic."

“Hmm~” Yu Luying made a negative sound through her nose: “Our Lady of Sheshan is Mary. There is only one Our Lady.”

"When I was traveling in Portugal, I encountered a local procession of the Virgin Mary. They said it was Nossa Senhora do Rosário de Fátima..." Shen Jie recalled.

Yu Luying didn’t understand the phrase, but she recognized the pronunciation of Fátima: “Our Lady of Fatima refers to the apparition of Our Lady in Fatima, Portugal, last century, just like Our Lady of Lourdes is the apparition of Our Lady in Lourdes, France, and Our Lady of Guadalupe is the apparition of Our Lady in Mexico…There is only one Our Lady.”

"My goodness," Xiao Yao asked with great interest, "Then Our Lady of Yushan is the appearance of the Virgin Mary in Yushan? I would like to go and see it when I have time."

Yu Luying shook her head: "No... the Virgin Mary should not have appeared in Yushan."

"Who is the Holy Mother of Yushan?" Xiao Yao felt that he was being tricked.

"I don't know!" Yu Luying uttered these three words in a stiff tone, biting her lower lip and looking at the tip of her shoes.

"Hey, Xiao Yao, please shut up. Lu Ying, let's ignore him." Shen Jie quickly tried to smooth things over.

Xiao Yao felt a little puzzled. I asked you sincerely, and if you don’t know, just say you don’t know. Why are you angry?

"Well, I was watching "The Tudors" online recently. In it, Catherine of Aragon and her daughter Mary often held something that looked like beads with a cross hanging below and prayed in front of the statue of the Virgin Mary. What was that?" Shen Jie continued to ask.

As soon as she asked this question, Shen Jie felt that she had made some mistakes, because "The Tudors" was not premiered in Greater Canada until three years later, and she watched it on the "external network" in Shen Tianyun's room. The reason why she chose to watch this drama was mainly to further understand her spiritual fortress "Mary Tudor" and to practice her English listening skills.

Fortunately, Yu Luying didn't care. She just took out a round plastic box from her small shoulder bag and gently unscrewed it: "Is this it?"

"Yes, yes, that's it," Shen Jie took the string of black agate beads from Yu Luying: "Wow, so beautiful!"

"This is a rosary," Yu Luying said with a smile, "If you like it, I'll give it to you."

"How can I do this? I won't be polite then." Shen Jie wrapped the agate rosary around her left wrist two or three times, letting the small cross hang down. "It looks so beautiful!"

Yu Luying wanted to say something but stopped herself.

"What's wrong? Tell me." Shen Jie said with a smile.

"Well...rosary beads are not used as jewelry," Yu Luying's voice became lower and lower, "They are used to recite the rosary. If you want to learn, I can teach you."

Shen Jie was stunned for a moment: "Okay, okay, okay, Lu Ying, you must teach me. By the way, what is the relationship between the Rosary and the Bible... What is the difference...?"

Why is Shen Jie so interested in these? Xiao Yao stared at her, and a strange scene emerged in his mind.

Bo Ge was saying mass at the altar. He, Yu Luying and Shen Jie were sitting on the same bench, one on the left and one on the right. Both girls were wearing white veils, like brides.

Suddenly, Boge threw the chalk eraser in his hand straight at him, hitting him on the forehead: "The Lord said that men should be loyal!"

Xiao Yao shook his head, dispelling the absurd illusion before him, took out his Motorola, and prepared to play Snake for a while.

The priest is not a teacher and would not hit anyone with chalk. In his impression, the Bible never opposes polygamy.

He stood on the bus, holding the ring in his hand, listening to Yu Luying and Shen Jie chattering about irrelevant things. After they finished talking about the Rosary, the conversation turned to the usual topics of middle school girls: hair care, skin care, gossip, homework, clothes, jewelry, and then started talking about Xiao Yao as if he was not there.

Xiao Yao listened quietly to their conversation, occasionally interjecting a word or two. He suddenly felt that a journey like this was extremely romantic.

Didn't they say there were only eight stops? What a shame.

Xiao Yao hoped that this journey would never end—or at least end slowly.

Unfortunately, Yu Luying doesn't think so.

I had a cello tutoring class this afternoon, and I had no plans to go out, so I didn’t wash my hair in advance.

She takes a nap, gets up to attend class, and practices the piano for two hours after the teacher leaves. In the evening, she watches her favorite variety show and finishes some of her summer homework.

All of this no longer exists, and instead I have to run to a place as far away as Qingpu, and when I return I will definitely be questioned by my mother.

What's more, is it to take wedding photos with the person you once loved and his current partner?

What am I? A light bulb? A clown? A little...little...who interferes? Heaven and earth can tell that I didn't come here of my own accord.

What happens next? First, I watch these two people being affectionate in front of me, and then I have to chat awkwardly with a girl whom I currently don’t like at all.

No one would think this is a good experience, right? Why are these eight stations so long?

……

The car stopped, a few people got off, and then more people came on. Now Xiao Yao felt the pressure.

"Don't push, don't push!" He turned around and shouted a few words.

Since Xiao Yao couldn't stand the crowdedness in the carriage, it's easy to imagine how Shen Jie felt at this moment.

I believe you as a ghost...

“Quickly appreciate each city’s unique scenery and culture”, referring to the crowds.

"Next to the uncles and aunties who just came home after buying vegetables." This is not bad at all, but Auntie, the vegetables in your hand are still wet, can you please not touch my skirt?

"Listen to them talk about their interesting experiences with kindness and tolerance." At the other end of the carriage, someone started arguing in Shanghai dialect, just over a trivial bump...

"A lively life and a real life" refers to the smell that penetrates every pore and gets into your nostrils, a mixture of sweat and diesel... maybe even the smell of durian?

Durian, hey sister, that's a durian! How can there be a live chicken? In a public place, what kind of manners are you talking about?

The old lady carrying durian and chicken squeezed past and brushed against Shen Jie's arm.

She hates being touched anywhere on her body in any way by strangers, especially strangers of the opposite sex.

However, in such a crowded place, it seems difficult to completely prevent body collisions.

At first, Xiao Yao was puzzled as to why Shen Jie kept trying to get into his arms in front of Yu Luying. Soon, he realized that Shen Jie was using him and Yu Luying as a human wall to separate the surging crowd.