The car door closed, shutting out everything that had happened at the dinner table.
It was cold in the car, their breath coming out in white clouds.
Wang Xiaoliang started the car. His father, Wang Keqin, sat in the passenger seat, while his mother, Zhao Xiuqin, and Wei Zijin sat in the back.
The car had barely passed the residential complex's gatehouse when Zhao Xiuqin spoke from the back seat.
"The way I see it, Xiaozhe's marriage is probably going to fall apart. Qiu Mohan just isn't the kind of woman who can build a life with someone."
"Very few marriages without children last. Look at those two, sitting together like a pair of strangers, not even saying a word to each other. How are they supposed to live like that?"
"Mom, my cousin's only twenty-eight. Why the rush? Couldn't he have kept looking?"
"With matchmaking, people only get more anxious the longer they look. The thing is, almost everyone his age at your uncle's workplace is already married. Your aunt said Mohan's family was even more anxious. Once a woman passes thirty, she can't afford to be so picky."
Zhao Xiuqin abruptly changed the subject, her gaze settling on Wei Zijin.
"Oh, Zijin, let me ask you something."
Wei Zijin sat up straight and quickly answered, "Go ahead, Auntie."
"You... you don't want to go without children too, do you?"
Here it comes.
Wang Xiaoliang couldn't help tensing up.
They had their differences on the question of children too.
Wei Zijin was visibly taken aback as well, but then she put on a sincere smile.
"Of course not, Auntie. What gave you that idea?"
She spoke slowly and very earnestly.
"We both really like children. We were just thinking that, since we've only just started working, we'd wait a