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Lonely In Autumn:
The mid-Autumn holidays rolled
round. Zhengqing did not like long holidays. A long vacation meant he’d have to
stay at home on his own for far too many days. The company was usually busy,
whichever side they were on there were always people around him, so at work, he felt
more substantial. The Mid-Autumn Festival, although only one day more than a
weekend, made him somewhat uncomfortable.
The day before the public holiday began,
Zhengqing went through his work and finished his reports. He was bored. He did
not know much about psychology, but as he was getting older he was beginning to
understand feelings of loneliness and boredom. There was nothing tangible on
TV, and he felt a little drained. His colleagues and friends sent him a lot of moon
cakes commemorating the festival but only kept a small box and sent the rest to
his aunt in his home town. He did not like to eat sweat and greasy food, and the moon cakes
made him think of family reunions which he could not have. He sat on his
sofa in a daze not paying attention to the TV.
His phone rang, Zhengqing looked at
the caller ID, it was his aunt back home.
‘Are you busy, Zhengqing?’ she
asked. She always opened with this sentence.
Zhengqing’s reply was always, ‘No,’
even if he was very busy he always made time for his aunt. He didn’t have much
family and his aunt was the one most concerned about his well-being even though
they have not seen each other in a long while.
‘I got the moon cakes, there is so
much of it,’ his aunt said, ‘don’t send so much next time.’
‘It doesn’t matter they were given
to me,’ he said, although he had bought a few more boxes in addition. The
neighbourhood his aunt lived had many families that were close to her, she
could give the moon cakes to them, facilitate good neighbourliness.
‘I also got the money. Zhengqing
ah, don’t send me money anymore. I know you are filial, but A Hua has work and
we are not short of money,’ A Hua was his cousin, his aunt’s only son. ‘When
you are studying Aunt couldn’t help you much. You worked hard to get where you
are now, it wasn’t easy. You should be enjoying yourself. Don’t send money to
me, I know your heart.’
But Zhengqing said, ‘I don’t have
any other relatives to show filial piety to, so please accept it.’ He knew his
aunt and uncle’s pension was not much, and A Hua’s job at the factory did not
pay that well His cousin also had a wife and children to raise. He was far from
them, they only way he could contribute to their well being was to send money.
His aunt was silent for a bit, then
asked, ‘Are you going to see your parents tomorrow?’
‘Yes,’ he replied.
‘Now that you’re doing well, your
parents would certainly be happy, but you’re now getting older, you have to
start thinking about marriage. A Hua’s children are now in primary school, you
can’t delay, although aunt cannot help in this matter. You’re now very precious
and Aunt isn’t worthy of you therefore can’t help introduce you to someone. So
please meet a nice girl quickly, and get married so your parents would not be
anxious about your well being.’ (Zuben: Weren’t his parents satisfied earlier?)
‘Nn, yes.’ Zhenqing replied as he
should. The past two to three years, whenever he spoke to his aunt she must
talk about this, he wasn’t anxious; it was just this year that he started
getting restless and thinking seriously about it. (Zuben: ZQ, your biological
clock is ticking.)
They chattered for a few more
minutes and his aunt rang off. Zhengqing suddenly thought of Mao Huizhu, last
time they had met, she had proposed another date, but she hadn’t contacted him
since. On Friday, she called and said she had to go home for the mid-Autumn
festival, but she’d told him every time she went back home she felt more mentally
tired.
Zhengqing understood this feeling; a few years ago he also returned home to visit his aunt, the result was they
didn’t seem to gel. He didn’t know why but things felt out of sync. His aunt treated him too cautiously, as if he
was now inlaid with gold. The neighbours came to have a fresh look at him. His
other relatives came out of the wood work, pulled their children along saying
he should buy them presents. They did not once talk about how they treated him
during his childhood. It made him feel disgusted and offended. His aunt nearly
made his adoptive aunt prepare a banquet at home, and kept heaping false platitudes on
him. It made his aunt very embarrassed.
In the end, Zhengqing pleased everyone
by taking them out to a local restaurant to have a feast. From conversations he
heard, people did not know the strange woman, but she seemed to want to benefit
a lot from his aunt. She was asking his aunt to convince him to help her
children with job connections when they went to the city. (Zuben: How tiring.)
Zhengqing left like a thief in the night, but
not before he secretly gave his aunt a sum of money. His Aunt told him not to
come so often, in order to avoid trouble, she did not mind not seeing him.
He certainly did not mind not
going. There was nothing to do, and there were many young people asking him about good
jobs in the city because of tenuous connections. They thought
that making money in the city was easy. Zhengqing had lived for many years but he did not know an easy way to make money. His salary was topped with large
bonuses, but it had taken a lot of hard work for such achievements, so he felt like he could not help those
people. (Zuben: Is all this drivel for word count?)
Since his aunt has asked him not to
come back, he did not. His presence caused trouble and bothered her. He
was grateful to his aunt so he did not want to inconvenience her life; when his
father died young, his mother had worked hard so him to study in good schools. His
aunt took care of him and his mother. When his mother was sick, his aunt
carried her a long way to see a doctor. All these things she did for them, he
kept it in his heart. So, when he began to work, and his
conditions improved, he was able to pay off the debts his mother incurred
while she was ill. He always regretted the fact that his mother never had a
moment of rest while she was alive because of this he worked very hard to earn more and more
money. He had promised his mother, he would buy her a big house, but by the time
he could afford it, she was gone.
Zhengqing crossed over to his
balcony to look at the large full moon, sadness filling his heart. He
moved his parents’ graves to a good cemetery and bought the best grave for
them. (Zuben: They are dead, I don’t think they care where they are buried.
Isn’t it just to do the appropriate rites and visits?) He could not do much do
much for his parents in their life but he hoped to make up for it in their
death (Zuben: with fancy graves.) His aunt saying that his parents were anxious
made him sad (Zuben: For realz?! Does she have a telephone line to the land of
the dead?!)
All the same, he was still young, he would see how things worked out with Huizhu..
The day of the mid-Autumn Festival
dawned bright. In the afternoon, Zhengqing went to the cemetery with a box of
moon cakes, fruits and flowers.
The cost of the land was not small, but he felt very fortunate to be able to intern his parents there. The tombstones
were clean and swept. The caretakers of this cemetery were very good. At their head stones, Zhengqing
placed the food and flowers before the incense pot. Whenever
he had holidays, or had a happy event such as signing a large contract, a
promotion and salary increase, he would come and visit his parents to tell them
about it (Zuben: So many arbitrary words.)
He usually just sat there
quietly contemplating things. When it comes to work, he knew what to say and
how to say it. He was very good at analysing issues and solving problems. But
when he visited his parents, he didn’t have many words to say.
His life was very monotonous, and
he didn’t have many things to say that were not pertaining to work. And he
couldn't really talk about work with his parents. So he just sat quietly with his
parents, watching the day go by; it was very peaceful.
He knocked on the head stone three
times and sat on the stone steps, ‘It’s the mid-autumn festival today. Are you
well? I am fine.’ He sat quietly for a while not knowing what to say. After a
thought came to him and he said, ‘Don’t worry about these things. I am looking,
I will proceed as usual the deadline is two years. Once we decide to marry, I
will bring her here.’ (Zuben: I dunno if it works like that, but good luck!) Finding a person was not difficult. Like work, as long as you dealt with it logically and thought of marriage as an important project with set steps;
find the target audience, set up meetings, step up to promote progress, and
seal the deal with a contract. Definitely would be no problem. (Zuben: Sure, no problem at all)
The reason many people do not
finish this is that they do not want it. One would not die if one didn’t
marry, but if you don’t work there would be no money to eat. Humans understand
their priorities. He knew that although
it wasn’t imperative to his life, and things should be done in stages. And he was
at the stage for marriage.
‘Don’t worry about me,’ he said
again to his parents. He sat silently for a little while longer. He got up and
was about to say goodbye and leave when he heard the sound of laughter. He
turned to the sound and saw Yin Ting holding a young man's arm. They were
coming from a few rows behind him. He had been so focused on his parents he did
not notice that there were people around him.
‘Qiu Zong!’ Ying Ting called when
she saw him and waved..
Zhengqing nodded and replied,
‘Hello.’
Yin Ting brought the young man over
with her, ‘Are Qiu Zong’s family here too?’
He nodded, ‘My parents.’
Yin Ting smiled and pointed to a
grave three rows from the Qiu family’s where an old man stood talking.
‘My mother’s there. My father is
talking to her. Qiu Zong, this is my brother. Brother this is Qiu Zhengqing
Zong of Yong Kai; young and promising, oh.’
‘Hello, my name is Yin Shi,’ the
young man greeted as he held his large hand out for a handshake, Zhengqing took
his hand,
‘Qiu Zhengqing.’
‘My brother is opening a bar, if
you have time bring your friends to play oh. I think I mentioned it last time,’
Ying Tin said as she winked at him. Her expression made Zhengqing wonder if she
was hinting that he went along with his girlfriend.
He remembered their first meeting
at Yong Kai. He did not know that Qin Yufei was up to mischief. He was meeting with Gu Yingjie, a
representative of the company Mingde. Yin Ting ran over to invite them to
dinner. Gu Yingjie accepted and Zhengqing accompanied him. He thought Yin Ting
was interested in Yingjie, but he did not hear any rumours about them, but he
wasn’t one to go looking for gossip.
That incident made him regard her as a bit careless.
He told her he never went to bars
to play, only to entertain business partners. Her expression was as though
she’d seen an alien.
Zhengqing bristled, he decided he
didn’t quite like Yin Ting.
Yin Ting turned to her brother to
give Zhengqing a VIP card, but Yin Shi did not bring them along. She muttered
to her brother that he was not dedicated, and would he like a knock on the
head. But Yin Ting got over it, no longer bothering about the VIP card., she
turned to Zhengqing’s parents headstones and said, ‘Uncle, Aunt, my name is Yin
Ting. I am a friend of Qiu Zhengqing Zong. Qiu Zong is very competent, the
backbone of his company, a social elite. You must be very proud of him. My
mother stays nearby,’ she pointed to her mother’s grave stone. ‘Her name is Yu
Xiuping. I hope you can be friends. She’s a little lonely. Please help me look
after her.’
Zhengqing was somewhat dumbfounded,
was she really entrusting her mother to his dead parents?
Zuben: Someone asked if I could do this. Personally I don't care, the forward is more important to me, but I get the feeling of thinking that you might have missed out on something. So 5 to 20 will be done at the same time as the forward chapters. I will attempt to do one of each until it is done and I can focus on the rest of the chapters. As always, I can't give set times I will update. It is really as the mood takes me, 'cos I've got other things I like doing just as much.
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Please don't insert yourself in the story. Its annoying.
ReplyDeleteThank you for telling my exact thoughts, once may be funny, twice is okay after that it is more and more annoying
DeleteHeyo. Just wanna say thanks for this translation :) I really like the author's other novel, Ambiguous Relationship and was excited to find this.
ReplyDeleteThanks also for the heads up about the running commentary! It did help me adjust my mindset and your thoughts are hillarious (it's also not that hard to just skip through it). I read the two negative comments above and just wanted to give a bit of encouragement :) you go girl! (I assume from the name Serena, sorry if I'm wrong!)