Eighties Sweetheart Wife-Chapter 607: Not Just Talk

Mother Shu looked at her daughter, who seemed to be taking in the advice, and continued, "My girl, as the old saying goes, ’people must live by comparison, goods must be kept by comparison’. You can’t be overly competitive, nor can you compare yourself with Song Yunuan. You are you, she is she. Since you want to marry Gu Huaiming, you’ve got to learn to be magnanimous, to have a broad heart, and to be tolerant of Gu Jiaojiao..."

Shu Xiang nodded sullenly.

It’s easy to say but hard to do.

Facing someone like Gu Jiaojiao, even the best of tempers could be provoked on the spot. She knew she had issues, but Gu Jiaojiao’s were even bigger.

That damned girl simply didn’t regard those inferior to the Gu family in her eyes.

She was just too arrogant and conceited.

To claim she harbored no ill intentions was one thing, but wasn’t such behavior towards others actually quite malicious?

And then to gloriously claim it’s just being straightforward.

Only those who have dealt with her would know.

But she didn’t want her mother to worry anymore.

Although she wasn’t someone who was solely focused on climbing the social ladder, she did have her vanities.

Gu Huaiming was a member of the Gu family, with extraordinary status and position. Ever since she began dating him, she truly enjoyed the benefits and conveniences this status brought.

Even classmates and coworkers looked at her differently than before.

Those who previously dismissed her were now speaking to her with flattery.

Not to mention, she truly did like Gu Huaiming.

If it was possible not to break up, she wouldn’t.

Others were manageable, but Gu Jiaojiao was truly a headache.

Mother Shu rubbed her daughter’s head. The Gu family did not feel Gu Jiaojiao had much of a problem; in her opinion, this girl was arrogant, domineering, and extremely capricious, but in the eyes of her grandparents and parents, these were just little flaws that could be forgiven.

The reason was she was still a child.

So by the same measure, the Gu family also felt that their own petty, crybaby, and competitive daughter could be unbearable.

But as a mother, she didn’t feel there was anything particularly bad about her own daughter.

Yet she still forcefully sought various faults in her.

To say it didn’t hurt would be a lie.

But it couldn’t be left unchecked, this was true.

Otherwise, it would be better to cruelly break them apart, to avoid future enmity.

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Song Yunuan received a call from Hai Shaoqing, from the port, saying that after he landed on the island, it would be difficult to be in contact, but he could send telegrams.

Knowing he had safely arrived, Song Yunuan felt relieved.

When she visited her grandma’s house, she found Jin Ju was also there; she came to wish her grandma a happy new year.

Jin Ju had visited once before, and Zhu Feng took a particular liking to her.

This time, Zhu Feng even suggested Jin Ju stay for dinner, and she and her eldest daughter-in-law would cook, letting the two of them chat in the living room.

The kids weren’t home, as Song Mingbo had taken them ice skating.

Which wasn’t really surprising.

What child from the north couldn’t ice skate?

But the ice rinks in Beidu were definitely different from those in the provincial city.

Thus, they all went out with Song Mingbo to have fun.

The Xia family had a large study room belonging to Xia Xindong. Xia Xindong had once told Jin Ju that many of the books were acquired by Little Nuan, and Jin Ju had come this time wanting to see them as well.

Indeed, it was like a library.

Astronomy, geography, novels, essays, science journals, foreign literature—everything was there.

The two searched for books and talked at the same time.

When Song Yunuan arrived, Zhu Feng whispered to her that Jin Ju and her uncle were in the study.

Meaning Song Yunuan shouldn’t disturb them.

Song Yunuan grinned with a smile.

The two people also heard Song Yunuan’s voice and came out from the study room.

Xia Xindong asked Song Yunuan how she planned to arrange her time after the school term began and whether she would like to intern in his lab to see if she was interested in the subject she was leading.

Xia Xindong genuinely wanted Song Yunuan to take over his work.

Pharmaceuticals could be extremely profitable, and they held a pivotal status.

Regardless of who you are, as long as you eat mixed grains, disease will come when it must.

It’s just that people with better living conditions might get sick less often.

Yet on the flip side, even people living in affluence fall ill.

It’s not something that can be shifted by human will.

Tell me, who, in their lifetime, can live without doctors and medicines?

In short, the pharmaceutical industry is incredibly lucrative.

He wanted to leave all of this to Little Nuan.

His health had suffered greatly, and even after years of care, the foundation was damaged; it’s not something that could be recovered from.

He felt that his life would not be long.

Thinking of this, Xia Xindong looked indifferently at Jin Ju, who was smiling brightly at Song Yunuan.

Jin Ju didn’t seem to have any plans for marriage.

It appeared she wasn’t prepared to bear and raise children either.

She said she had many things she wanted to do.

In fact, that was quite normal; with so many talented young people in Beidu, if she had wanted to marry, she would have done so long ago, and maybe her children would already be old enough to help in the kitchen.

Song Yunuan glanced at Xia Xindong and then at Jin Ju, giggled, and said, "There’s no need to rush this matter, isn’t it just about eating, drinking, and having fun during the New Year? But uh, uncle, I’ll follow your advice. When I’m not busy, I’ll intern at your place, and if I can understand it, I’ll collaborate with you, uncle. Maybe we can develop a medicine that promotes health and longevity."

Xia Xindong frowned.

But Jin Ju told Song Yunuan, "Even if you go to your uncle’s lab, you shouldn’t casually mention the last statement. Since ancient times, whether emperors or commoners, who doesn’t yearn for a long life? To live for a hundred years, a thousand years—it’s a topic that has never ceased and is also very frightening. Even if you want to collaborate, you must research in secret. You can imagine the reaction of today’s society once such medicine comes out."

Everyone would probably go crazy for it.

No matter what, such medicine wouldn’t be something you’d find lying around on the streets.

Even if it did exist, the production cost would be extremely high, simply out of reach for the average person.

So who are you developing this for?

The people in power, the wealthy?

Then, what about the people at the bottom? Do they just watch with longing eyes?

If such a thing truly existed, it could destabilize society.

Song Yunuan always looked up to Jin Ju with admiration.

She was a remarkably intelligent girl, yet her mind was distinctly clear.

Whether it was about life, career, or love, she always saw through to the essence.

And she looked far into the future.

Her perspective on problems was also different from others.

Just like now.

Song Yunuan felt that if she really ventured into her uncle’s field, she and her uncle might indeed develop a potion akin to what they discussed.

She spoke casually, but it wasn’t just casual talk.

Still, Jin Ju was right.

Song Yunuan hurriedly and obediently replied, "Sister Ju, you make a lot of sense. I won’t bring up anything like that again in the future."

At this moment, Jin Ju looked at Song Yunuan, who was just like a girl in her early twenties ought to be.

Jin Ju didn’t mince words, "As long as you remember, don’t casually mention it to others."