My Life with Narration-Chapter 333 - 330: She’s a Generation Above

What’s the deal with the Old Man under the Moon? Now that your own son has found a partner, what’s your purpose?

Of course, it’s time to find another deity to worship. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

And naturally, after the Old Man under the Moon, the next deity would undoubtedly be the Guanyin Bodhisattva who blesses with offspring.

Chinese people treat these supernatural things in a very Buddhist manner; it’s not that they don’t believe, but they believe selectively based on their needs or fears.

If they’ve done something shameful or are in a creepy environment, thoughts of ghosts get magnified, causing fear, and at such times people often chant "Amitabha," asking for Buddha’s protection.

If in dire straits, when buying lottery tickets or playing cards, they definitely worship the God of Wealth, hoping for fortune and success.

People seek love from the Old Man under the Moon, offspring from Guanyin, academic success from Manjushri Bodhisattva, and of course, some even pray to Confucius, but not for English exams since it’s not his specialty.

Sworn brothership vows are made to Guan Yu, students of traditional medicine can pray to Sun Simiao, and for university final exams, Conan posters can be hung up.

Anyway, there are many deities in the country, offering every position imaginable; there’s always one that suits your needs.

The Su Family is like this, with a deity’s shrine always above the foyer and a bunch of deity shrines stored in the cabinet below, all prepared by Zhou Hui just in case. Of course, some Western deities are only there because they came with free eggs—it was convenient.

Despite this, the God of Wealth is hung more often among the many shrines; the Old Man under the Moon was only set up in the past year or two because, well, he was too young to need it before.

The Guanyin Bodhisattva has been in this house for less than two days, a new deity, yet receiving the freshest incense, a level of reverence that neither the God of Wealth nor the Old Man under the Moon have enjoyed before.

As for Manjushri Bodhisattva, Buddha, and the cross, they’ve been taken out only a few times, always when the family faces difficulties and needs them to handle matters.

This is the rule of faith in their old Su family... no, strictly speaking, it’s his mom Zhou Hui’s principle—no sincerity, just exchanges of interest.

"You enjoy our incense, now you take care of the big grandson’s matter; after all, this is a family residence, no lazy gods allowed."

"What? My brother is with my sister-in-law?" Su He exclaimed with surprise, paying no mind to the smoke-filled room.

After hearing her father’s explanation, Su He looked utterly incredulous.

Her brother and sister-in-law being together was a tongue twister of a statement, but that’s the situation.

At this moment, Su He was extremely shocked. She had only been away for half a month, and although she called Shen Yi sister-in-law before leaving, she knew they were just close friends.

Shen Yi didn’t correct her, seeing as she was younger and just a girl, or perhaps she wasn’t bothered by it.

But to her surprise, in just half a month, things had progressed so quickly between them that her mom was now setting up the Guanyin Bodhisattva statue, making her feel as if she’d been away for fifteen months, not just fifteen days.

Ultimately, she still really liked Shen Yi. This sister-in-law was gorgeous, knowledgeable, had money, and was nice to her. If she could end up with her brother, she was all for it.

Of course, she also liked Li Zijun and would support her as a sister-in-law too, but that thought only passed fleetingly.

It’s not like she’s fickle, but like the two old folks at home, she thought they were too familiar with each other. Despite no blood relation, living together since childhood made them more like relatives.

Anyway, being the youngest, she approved of everything and opposed nothing; she liked both Shen Yi and Li Zijun.

If Su Qing knew what his sister thought, he would’ve been rolling up his sleeves to teach her a lesson.

"My wife you’re talking about, what do you like? Does your liking matter?"

"That’s probably it; your mom saw it with her own eyes," Old Su said with a faint smile.

Even though he wasn’t as obsessed with having grandchildren as his wife, his son having a partner was still a good thing; after all, post-university, few things were more important than relationships.

Making money, dating girls, and having kids.

Su Qing seemed to have achieved the first; more than a year after graduation, he’s saved hundreds of thousands and more, holding a post at the police department in their exam-heavy province, making him quite marriage-worthy.

Moreover, Old Su himself is a college teacher, and though not exceptionally wealthy, their household is above average.

Once his title advances further over the next few years, and he starts earning from lectures, they might even enter the middle class.

Such conditions in Jiang City were quite decent, and it was a joy for him if his child could marry sooner.

Even apathetic parents don’t wish to see their children marrying and having kids late.

"Wow... my brother is making something of himself!" Su He gasped in amazement.

"Yes, your mom says that too!"

Just as father and daughter were marveling, a shadow walked in, and Su He squinted to see it was her mom. Quickly she piped up in a sweet voice, "Mommy, your most adorable daughter is back. Did you miss me?"

Hearing the voice, Zhou Hui paused, then patted her daughter’s head, "It’s good you’re back. Just go find something to do on your own!"

After that, she turned and prayed before the Guanyin statue.

Su He was then left in a daze. Was this really her mom? She’s home! She’d been away for over half a month. Did they not miss her?

Or had they finally realized she was just for bonus points?

"Ahem... Mom, what were you doing just now?" Su He felt a little down but wasn’t too bothered; this atmosphere had been the norm in her house from childhood.

Stuff like "children are the treasures of the family" didn’t exist here. There was only one cherished treasure, their mom.

Their parents were the real deal, and she and Su Qing were just the spices of their life, or even stumbling blocks.

Didn’t you see how happy the old couple was after she finished the college entrance exam?

As long as she goes to college, there won’t be any more annoyances at home, and then the two of them can enjoy their own world.

As for the children, the son is successful now and doesn’t need their care, and the daughter, just give her some money so she won’t starve.

"Me? I just went downstairs to say hello to the neighborhood committee." Zhou Hui replied.

Upon hearing this, Su He was puzzled: "Say hello to the neighborhood committee? Why?"

"Isn’t it because of the smoke from our home? Neighbors in the community almost thought our house was on fire and nearly called 119." Old Su rolled his eyes helplessly from the side.

Burning incense is one thing, but why are you burning such tall incense sticks?

Luckily their home is an apartment, otherwise, in the countryside, Zhou Hui could buy incense taller than the yard walls.

"Mom, I think you’re making a fuss, brother and sister-in-law..."

Su He hadn’t finished speaking when she met Zhou Hui’s bright eyes.

"Daughter, your brother has been avoiding me lately, why don’t you go check on him, you’re familiar with your sister-in-law anyway."

After so many days, Zhou Hui naturally knew her son was avoiding her. How could it coincide every time?

On the phone, he always said he was busy and couldn’t come back. She wasn’t stupid. But now that her daughter was back, she thought it worth a try.

"Huh? Me?"

At noon, Su Qing ordered takeout for Shen Yi. When he went out to the restroom, he was caught by the two troublemakers on the spot.

"What’s up? Hey hey hey, don’t be rough, let go!" Su Qing looked at them helplessly.

Then, one of the social rascals looked him up and down suspiciously: "Be honest, do you have ’that kind’ of relationship with our President Shen?"

"’That kind of relationship’? What kind?" Su Qing feigned ignorance.

"Come on, you know the kind, don’t act like you don’t understand!" Sun Mumu glared.

Ever since President Shen suddenly announced Su Qing as her secretary this Monday, many employees in the company started speculating about their relationship privately.

For a while, the rumored scandals about President Shen became everyone’s topic during breaks.

After all, having a secretary of the opposite gender made everyone think more.

For instance, when a male boss hires a female secretary, even if nothing is said out loud, people might privately assume their relationship is special, most likely after deep interaction, and vice versa.

Of course, if they are of the same gender, it wouldn’t be a big deal. Deng Jie was Shen Yi’s secretary for many years, and no one gossiped.

Within the company, probably only the planning department manager, Cui Bo, would adamantly refute the rumors, as he absolutely wouldn’t believe President Shen would have ’that kind’ of relationship with a pretty boy.

"Why would you have such dangerous thoughts? I got this secretary position based on my abilities, okay!" Su Qing glared at her.

Why did everyone think he relied on others?

"Abilities? What abilities do you have? Tell me, you go to work every day either to sleep or not show up. Come on, what abilities do you have?" Naturally, the social rascals didn’t believe him.

Even Lin Miaomiao beside them nodded in agreement.

"I... well, I used some small tricks, alright?"

"Tricks? You wouldn’t have poisoned..." Sun Mumu was first dazed, then surprised. The next moment, she got a knock on the head.

"Ow, what are you doing~~"

At this, Lin Miaomiao poked Sun Mumu’s waist softly and said: "Hide your tricks, don’t expose your secrets!"

Sun Mumu: "Get lost, you’re the one with secrets, go push the dung ball!"

Seeing them like this, Su Qing knew he was not getting away today without a reason, so he cautiously looked around and whispered in their ears:

"Don’t tell anyone, alright!"

"Sure, sure, don’t worry, I have a tight mouth!" Sun Mumu said excitedly, with gossip flames flaring in her eyes.

"Actually... President Shen is my second aunt!"

"What? Second aunt!"

"Keep your voice down!"

"I don’t believe it, there’s no way she’s so young!"

"Not direct, distant relative, she’s older in generation!"

Both: ...

[Three days later, the ’tight-mouthed’ Sun Miaomiao would let everyone in the company know you have a second aunt!]

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