Spring Once More Chapter 1
Spring Once More ch1
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Chapter One: A Routine
Self-Introduction - A Man Like Me
My name is Ma Xiaodong. The
‘Ma’ of ‘Marx’, the ‘Xiao’ of Deng Xiaoping, and the
‘Dong’ of Mao Zedong.
From the name alone, it’s
obvious that my mom and pop had wanted me to achieve great things.
However, as the saying goes, the higher the expectation, the greater
the disappointment. I ate and drank like any normal person and led an
uneventful life till my twenties, somehow graduated from university
and found an undemanding but respectable job. I found myself a girl
who wasn’t amazing, per se, but still good enough to introduce to
people. My mom and pop finally recognized that this was the best I
was ever going to do.
I’m very open when it comes
to my future. In the scant few decades that we humans are alive, life
is life no matter how you go about it. What’s key is how content
you are. My current goal for that ‘contentment’ is for my wages
to double, my girlfriend’s face to shrink and her cup size to go up
by two letters.
Three days ago, I bought a new
Chery, and though it was only 28,000 yuan, I’ve nevertheless joined
the ranks of the car owners which implies we’ve joined the middle
cla.s.s. Since antiquity, it’s always been about fast cars and
beautiful women. Hence, one beautiful sunny day off, I brought my
precious Yan Ni to the Forest Park to show off and enjoy the
glamorous life.
Yan Ni is my girlfriend’s
name, her surname being Yan and her name Ni. My future father-in-law
had ripped off the name of Marx’s wife, Jenny, which cemented his
daughter’s destiny of becoming the daughter-in-law of my ‘Ma’
family.
At risk of being ticketed by
patrol officers, I park my car at the side of the widest road in the
park. Reclining on the hood of my pegreen, brand new Chery, I hold
my dear Yan Ni in my arms, the light breeze brushing against my shirt
and her long hair. There is nothing more I could wish for in life!
I ask Yan Ni, “Anything on
your mind?”
My sweetheart looks up toward
the horizon. “The wind has blown the clouds over. You think it’s
going to rain?”
I can only laugh hollowly in
response. “Can’t you say something a little more poetic? I mean,
we’ve finally gotten a car.”
Jenny gives me a dull look.
“It’s just a pathetic Chery, and you’ve got your nose stuck up
in the air. You think you’ve made it big! Xiao-Liu from our
department hooked up with some executive, and he drives a Mercedes
sports car to take her to and from work. It’s even got the doors
that open upward!”
I turn to admire the
surrounding scenery, brushing off her spoilsport criticism. After
all, the original Jenny married into Marx’s family and was poor the
whole time, and therefore it’s understandable for my Yan Ni to be
afraid of poverty. A considerate and beautiful soulmate only exists
in stories. How could there be someone like that in real life?
A cool breeze blows through
the greenery, and a beautiful figure in red approaches gracefully
from a distance. Woohoo. A hottie! Now that is a real hottie! A
hottie with highlighted, curled hair, a pair of bewitching eyes, s.e.xy
red lips and a slender waistline showing off her delicate curves.
My Yan Ni is in the process of
belittling my Chery, everything from the brand and price to its
colour, “... of all the colours you could have gotten, you just had
to pick that yucky bug-green! Are you listening to me? Ma Xiaodong,
what are you looking at?!”
The hot chick reaches out a
delicate hand and gently brushes the loose strands from her forehead,
and I can’t help but whistle. d.a.m.n, that cup size must be at least
an F!
Yan Ni raises her hand, and a
slap lands on my face, the sound crisp and bright. Then she turns to
leave immediately.
With one hand on my face, I
use the other to pull her back, “Hey, hey, let me explain.”
Yan Ni only pulls away with
more vigour, “I’m not listening. I’m not listening!” Dashing
all the way to the main road, she holds out her hand and hops in a
taxi, “We’re finished, Ma Xiaodong! A shameless man like you
deserves to be struck down by heavenly judgment!”
Holy s.h.i.t! So you’re
leaving, but you don’t have to call a curse down on me like that!
As I drive the Chery along the
West 3rd ,
the heavens seem to sympathize with my mood, responding with m.u.f.fled
sounds of thunder and a torrential downpour. I am now wondering what
methods I can use to persuade Yan Ni to come back to me, but all of a
sudden, a glaring sphere of light flies towards my car.
I know from reading the Ten
Thousand Questions children’s encyclopaedia that this was ball
lightning. Before scientific knowledge was so widespread, being
struck by one of these bad boys was called heavenly judgment. It was
the retribution for committing an immoral act that even the heavens
couldn’t forgive.
I’ve lived for over twenty
years abiding by the Five Disciplines, Four Graces and Three Loves, and I’ve never done anything that went against my conscience.
d.a.m.n it! Her words couldn’t
have been so effective, could they? I’d only caught a glimpse and
whistled. Does it really call for this?!
Boy, the life insurance that I
bought last month sure was a good deal… though not for me but for
my mom and pop. It’s enough to cover the fees for raising me for
over two decades and even includes interest as well!
I can’t believe this. The
heavens must have gotten something wrong!!!
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