Anyway, my pants were already wet, so I just broke the jar1[pò guàn zi pò shuāi]: The jar was already broken, but further got broken. It is a metaphor that after having shortcomings, mistakes, or setbacks, letting it go without correction. and devoted myself wholeheartedly2[quán xīn quán yì]: wholeheartedly/heart and soul/put one’s heart and soul into. to the cause of fishing: “Let go of that fish and let me do it!” I completely let go of myself and couldn’t stand it anymore.
It was a pity that ideals were plump, but the reality was very skinny.3Plumpness refers to the body being healthy and full, while skinny would be considered starved and not as healthy as a glowing person with full body vitality. So, this sentence means that: Of course, the ideal (imagination) would be perfect, but the reality is cruel and could never be as beautiful as one imagines. By the time Fang Xiānsheng had touched the fifth small fish, I still couldn’t touch any single one.
To be honest, if it weren’t for the fact that Fang Xiānsheng was a special child, I would have dared to pour out all his fish now
So angry! I really didn’t want to play anymore. I was about to go ashore when Fang Xiānsheng suddenly called out: “Xiao Xiao, come here.”
“What?” I said as I walked over.
“Reach out your hand.”
I reached out my hand angrily, and Fang Xiānsheng carefully put a small blue fish into my hand.
“Xiao Xiao also caught one too!” Fang Xiānsheng said happily.
I also couldn’t help but laugh and happily carried the beautiful little fish ashore.
Fang also stepped ashore, shook his feet, and said, “Let’s go back and eat.”
“Okay,” I said as I lifted the box containing the small crabs and small fish. Then Fang Xiānsheng took it and poured all the small crabs and fish in the box back into the water with a few “crash” sounds.
I looked at him with a puzzled expression on my face.
Fang Xiānsheng explained to me seriously: “It’s noon, and the little crabs and fish have to go back to eat. We’ll catch them again for fun next time.”
I felt like I was going to be angry and cry. But as a dragging oil bottle,4Dragging Oil Bottle: This originally refers to the children of the former husband who were brought to the second husband’s home by women. But it is also used to refer to someone who is useless in a certain situation/is only a burden/or hasn’t done much. I had to sit silently on the stone and watch the fish swimming in the water. Who knew, at this time, Fang Xiānsheng suddenly asked, “Xiao Xiao, how did your foot get hurt?”
My cheeks suddenly felt a little hot, and I glanced at my two deformed soles. My front soles were arched, my toes were wrapped up incorrectly, and there were calluses all over my toe joints. The third toe of my right foot had also been broken, leaving behind a collapsed bone.
Fang Xiānsheng’s direct gaze made me unable to raise my head. While I was hurriedly putting on my shoes, I pretended not to care and said, “No, all ballet dancers are like this.”
Fang Xiānsheng squatted down, looked at my feet, and asked softly: “Does it still hurt?”
I shook my head and said, “No, I have gotten used to it.”
Fang Xiānsheng turned his back toward me and said, “Xiao Xiao, I will carry you back.”
I was a little embarrassed and refused: “No need, I can walk by myself.”
Fang Xiānsheng still said: “Xiao Xiao, I will carry you back.”
I said, “No need, I can walk.”
“Xiao Xiao, I will carry you back.”
“No need.”
“Xiao Xiao, I will carry you back.”
“No need.”
“Xiao Xiao…”
“Okay, okay!” I couldn’t resist Fang Xiānsheng, so I had to climb on his back.
Fang Xiānsheng grabbed my legs and stood up. I was so stunned that I quickly grabbed my arms around his neck, afraid that I might fall off. But it didn’t take long for me to realize that my worries were unnecessary. Fang Xiānsheng walked as steadily, powerfully, and attentively as he drove.
His shoulders were broad and warm, with a faint salty smell.
I feel like my heart rate was going to go over 200.
Although I kept telling myself that it didn’t matter, when Fang Xiānsheng sent me home, I still asked casually:
“Hey, aren’t my feet very ugly?”
In fact, I didn’t mean anything else by saying this, I just wanted him to say something nice.
Then I saw that Fang Xiānsheng stared at my feet for half a minute and nodded seriously.
Damn! This love was out of the question!
My mother was making dinner and when she saw that I was so angry after I got home, she asked me what was wrong.
I suppressed it until my face was swollen, and then I said, “He thinks my feet are ugly.”
My mother looked “deeply convinced“5In other words: “I deeply believe that this is the case.” and said, “Your feet look like roasted sweet potatoes. Saying that they only look ugly is just complimenting you, okay?”
“…Mom, you actually picked me up from the trash, right?” I leaned on the sofa, a face full of lovelessness (despair).
My mother came out of the kitchen and said while wiping her hands: “Can’t I tell the truth? Is your heart made of glass?”
I couldn’t say anything to my mother, so I had to continue lying on the sofa and pretend to be dead.
“Get up,” my mother patted my leg, “I have something to tell you.”
“What?” I sat up straight.
“Are you serious about that Mr. Fang?” my mother asked.
I nodded and said, “Fang Xiānsheng is a very nice person.”
“Do you know that you are dating someone like a child?” My mother asked again.
I didn’t know how to explain it to my mother, so I had to say, “Fang Xiānsheng is a very kind person.”
“It’s not just a matter of being nice when two people are together,” my mother said. “You’re young now, and you think he’s cute and easy to get along with, like a child. But what about when you get old? What about when you get sick? Do you think a child has the ability to take care of you? When you encounter choices or difficulties, does he have the ability to shoulder the responsibility with you? Can you guarantee that you will take good care of him for decades?”
“Xiao Xiao, I don’t object to you liking a boy, but you like a child. Mom still hopes you can think about it carefully.”
I didn’t know what to say, so after hesitating for a long time, I told my mother the agreement I had made with Ms. Jiang.
My mother was silent after hearing this. After a while, she said, “Your dad is coming back. I’m going to cook first.”
I followed her into the kitchen and whispered: “Mom, I have to go to Moscow. You have always disliked my training, that made feet crippled. If I don’t dance to perfection, then won’t my feet be crippled for nothing?”
My mother sighed and said, “I know, it’s up to you. Mr. Fang’s mother is also peculiar, and she can even do such a thing. I was originally afraid that you would be wronged, but now it seems that the most pitiful one was Mr. Fang.”
My face was full of embarrassment when I heard it. I was afraid that my mother would preach to me again, so I found an excuse and wanted to run away.
“By the way, you haven’t told me Mr. Fang’s name yet,” my mother said. “Obviously a young boy, but you still keep calling him ‘Mr. and Mr.’ Don’t you also think it’s weird?”
I said, “Mom, that’s because Mr. Fang’s name is weirder.”
“How strange is it?” my mother asked.
“His name is Fang Fang,” I said, adding by the way, “It’s not a nickname,6In China, nicknames usually repeat the name twice (i.e., Xiao Xiao). But in Fang’s case, his name, is already twice, which is unusual. it’s his real name.”
I knew my mother felt messy in the wind, again.
