Two hours later, bearing gifts, we rang the doorbell of my mother's house. In addition to the gifts, we also brought along our newly purchased ski equipment. My mother had suggested that we stay the night with her in order not to delay tomorrow's skiing trip, as we were going directly to the ski resort. So we had to carry all our stuff with us like migrant birds shifting homes.
On the way to the KTV, I asked my mother what she would be doing tomorrow and whether she would like to go skiing with us.
My mother waved her hand and said. "No, I have something else to do."
She acted mysteriously and curiously I asked. "What are you going to do? Meeting your internet friend?"
My mother squinted her eyes and was reluctant to say more. "None of your business. Moreover it has nothing to do with you."
I sighed. I wondered why some people were so inexplicable today.
Actually, I had a fear for singing. Just as Jiang Li had commented on my singing. When others sing, occasionally they would sing out of tune but when I sing, occasionally I would sing in tune.
My mother had always lamented how a natural born singer could give birth to such a useless daughter who could not even sing a tune. Although I doubted the abilities of the 'natural born singer' but considering that I really did not have the slightest talent in singing, therefore it would be best if I kept quiet.
Today, I was not worried at all. If my mother bullies me, I would bully Jiang Li, since he was my slave.
So, we booked a KTV room and Jiang Li was delegated the task of choosing songs. I sat down by my mother's side, gave her some water and the microphone. I waited on her and made sure she was comfortable.
My mother under the care of her daughter and son-in-law, sang a series of classic revolutionary songs until my hair began to stand on ends. Although these songs were popular but every time I listened to them, they gave me the shivers. Whenever my mother sings these songs, in my mind, I always had an image of her wearing a dirty cotton-padded jacket with two pig tails.
My mother concentrated on her singing and did not notice my irritation but Jiang Li kept looking at me with a sinister smile. I was angry, picked up the microphone, facing him, said into the microphone. "Go and get me a glass of orange juice!"
Jiang Li silently obeyed. I was pleased and was not aware that my mother had picked up her microphone. She used the microphone to knock me on my head and scolded. "This child! Jiang Li, you are spoiling her!"
I raised my hand to cover my head, turned around and looked at my mother. Old lady, you do not know anything! I had been oppressed for the last six months and finally had the opportunity to take revenge, moreover using my body in exchange!
Jiang Li laughingly handed me my orange juice and in front of my mother, said. "Mom, Xiao Yan is just joking with me."
"Jiang Li, you don't have to side her. I know my own daughter very well." My mother said and gave me another knock on the head.
I clutched my head and said angrily. "Mom, don't knock my head again, I will become stupid."
Mom: "You are already stupid. It does not matter if you are a bit more stupid."
I began to doubt that I was her biological daughter.
I glanced at my slave and hoped he could speak for me.
Unfortunately, his expression this time........was a look of approval, so I grieved.
I thought he would side my mother and take the opportunity to laugh at me, but he said. "In fact, being stupid has its benefits."
What is this? A punch below the belt? I shot a sharp glance at him and with the domineering stance of a master, I said. "You sit aside and do not speak!"
I just finished speaking when my mother gave me a slap on my head. "Speak properly! Jiang Li, ignore her, come and sing with me." My mother said. She pointed her finger at me. "You! Go and choose the songs!"
Heavens, I had nothing to say and could only shed silent tears. I could clearly see, I would not be able to bully him with my mother's support for him. It was all a delusion.
I asked what songs he preferred and he replied. "Except for Jay Chou's songs, any song will be alright."
So, I casually picked a lot of Jay Chou's songs and ran back to sit next to my mother.
He slanted a side glance at me and smiled. "Actually, I like Jay Chou's songs."
I.....was really annoyed! This guy was too crafty. He knew I would deliberately pick the songs that he did not like, so on purpose, he mentioned his dislike for Jay Chou's songs!
I always fall into his trap, why........
At this moment, my mother was gloating at me with an expression that seemed to say......you are stupid, right? Fooled by him?
Inside my heart, there seems to be a small voice saying..... I am not stupid, only Jiang Li is much more cunning.......
I was in grief and indignation when Jiang Li started to sing. So, I.......immersed myself in my grief........
I did not understand why God gave him so many good things in life. His is good looking, has a good physique and an over developed brain, in addition with a wide knowledge of miscellaneous things like market speculation, setting up antivirus, repair computers and also steal internet account (my account). His lifestyle is particularly healthy, no bad habits, good taste and with looks like an athlete........
And now, I found out that he could also sing so well!
His first song was 'Blue and White Porcelain", his voice had always been low but when he sang this song, the feeling of loneliness was profoundly prominent, filling people's heart with desolation and disappointment. In the past, I had listened to this song numerous times, every time it was nice to listen but I could not pinpoint the specific nice feeling. This time, listening to Jiang Li sing and at the same time watching the MV, I did not know why I felt so sad.
Why couldn't the two of them be together, why again and again they missed each other, why was the song 'Blue and White Porcelain" so beautiful, why was this song so beautiful and why did it make one cry......
When I was still immersed in the song 'Blue and White Porcelain', my mother and Jiang Li had moved on to another song and sang 'Thousands of Miles Away' in duet.
After singing 'Thousands of Miles Away', my mother actually applauded Jiang Li. Appreciatively she looked at him and then threw me a glance and finally shook her head.
The next song was 'Send Away' and his voice was clear and cool. When he sang the words 'Send Away', he seemed to sing with his feelings and even his eyes showed his complexity. I looked at him and could not help but worship him. Jiang Li was actually the 'born singer', right?
I sweated profusely. This was discrimination! I decided to sing the next song 'Coral Sea' with Jiang Li and picked up the microphone.
Soon I found myself treading the path to suicide. Good or bad, it was relative and if I had just picked anyone off the street with a hoarse voice to sing with me, it would not be so obvious that I had sang off tune. But now, my co-singer was Jiang Li!
Holding the microphone with trembling hands, I looked at him with dread. It was useless regretting now, might as well bite the bullet and carry on. Now I had to strive to keep myself in tune and at the same time, lead him off tune.
I sang the song 'Coral Sea' like rap but my singing regrettably did not lead him off tune. It seems that my singing had improved a lot since the last I sang, much better. Although I still sang off tune but at least I could still keep up with the beat.......refusing to admit my progress was due to Jiang Li.
When singing the song 'Turned to Leave, Unable to Speak', I unconsciously turned and looked at him. I did not expect to find Jiang Li was also looking at me. In the dim lights of the room, his eyes shone like bright stars. But his eyes seemed to hold a kind of unspeakable emotion, making me fretful and not knowing what to do, I turned away from his eyes.
Then my mother patted me on my shoulder and reminded me. "Daughter, you sang the lyrics wrongly."
I.......
Jiang Li sang a few more of Jay Chou's songs and they were all sad songs. I had a weird feeling in my heart, like evil temptation. Mesmerized by his voice, feeling lost, melancholy, regret and other emotions, my heart began to feel more and more uncomfortable. In the past, l did not have any of these feelings while listening to these songs.
So I gloomily accused him. "Jiang Li, what type of songs are you singing? It's like resentment towards women!"
He was silent for a moment, looked up at me and said in a grievous tone. "These songs were picked by you."
Me: "....."
Fortunately the next song was a life saver for me. 'Listen to Mother' was not a sad song and also could flatter my mother.
Jiang Li's low voice again filled the room and I was mesmerized.
"Listen to Mother and do not hurt her. Grow up quickly and protect her. Beautiful white hair budding with happiness. Sprinkling a kind of warm magic......"
I cuddled into my mother's embrace and laughingly said. "Mom, I will listen to you!"
My mother stroked my hair, happily asked. "Really?"
I nodded hard, while still playing with my mother's hand. "Of course, you are my mother."
Although occasionally I doubted............
So my mother said. "Then I want a grandson."
Me: "....."