Waiting for a Sunny Day c1 part1.2

Sorry for a late update >.

Next update might be slower because finals are coming up along with a project I have to do. Also, I’m planning on translating all of part 2 of chapter 1 instead of splitting them into two smaller parts like I’ve done with part 1. To keep the t.i.tle a tad bit shorter I’m going to t.i.tled it as Waiting for a Sunny Day (could be summer day… basically a clear day which is often a.s.sociated with sunny days or summer). A bit note on the Xiao Qing’s name: the character Qing (晴) means clear… which is included in the t.i.tle. Hence why I’m t.i.tling it as Waiting for a Sunny Day(等一个晴天) instead of including the other t.i.tle. Enjoy your reading~

Xiao Qing turns to the side, just about to speak sentimental/stirring emotions words [such as], “When I go remember to take care yourself mother” to nurture/improve mother and daughter affections, but she was interrupted by an indifferent voice: ” You dress like this, isn’t it for climbing?”

Xiao Qing looked down at her clothes, today [she] was indeed wearing a bit on the thin side, and it was extremely simple. Blue jean shorts, white T-s.h.i.+rt, cell phone hanging in front of her chest, walking in sneakers, wrapping around waist is a small pouch, the faded yellow silk ta.s.sel on there would sway incessantly. Such attire is considered “a reclusive in the city”, and was not like a lady from a wealthy family going to study abroad, but rather was like a person going climbing, or a “fake”.

Xiao Qing smiled and explained: “Like this is easy to move around (do actions).”

Yue Ling rolled her eyes, and coldly said: “What easy operation? Making you push the plane??”

Seeing Xiao Qing still smile unshakably (idiom: not shaken by thunder), not taking her words seriously, Yue Ling can not help but frown, she pointed to her [Xiao Qing’s] cell phone on her chest, with a disdainful tone: “How many people still stick a monkey sticker on their cell phone?”

Xiao Qing smiled and said, “YoYo the monkey, it was a gift.”

After a moment of silence, Yue Ling turned and glared Xiao Qing: “You are already twenty-two years old, but how come wear clothes lacking in cla.s.s and taste? Grown-up girls should always learn to dress [and wear makeup] properly, when I was twenty I had given birth to you.”

Xiao Qing raised her head, displays a sincere “understanding” expression [and] said, “I know Mom, I will pay attention.”

Yue Ling looked at her helplessly, “Now you can wear whatever you want, after you arrive at New York and Jun Ze comes to pick you up, you put on these clothes, and do not let people laugh at you, you hear me?”

Xiao Qing obediently nodded: “Yes.”

Strategy of “using softness to conquer strength” (idiom) to deal with the mother is still very useful. People would say no one would hit someone smiling, Xiao Qing thus smile as so, Yue Ling would not continue to scold. In fact, last night, her mother slipped her a gorgeous feminine outfit, but ultimately, Xiao Qing still chose this simple convenient ‘climbing outfit”. Xiao Qing does not wear any of the clothes her mother bought for reasons: firstly, she did not want to become an animal in which others cl.u.s.ter around, and secondly, those clothes exposed the area too much, to the point when she puts them on she felt like a naked person running madly across the streets.

This morning seeing the way Xiao Qing dresses, Yue Ling’s face darken immediately with [her] sharp eyes that seems to say this person isn’t someone I gave birth to. Indeed, compared to someone 1.80 m [around 5 foot and 11 inches), walking in high heels, wearing a s.e.xy dress, beautiful hairstyle (hair bun/ hair coiling), capable and elegant successful career woman Yue Ling, Xiao Qing resembles a small village maidservant beside Empress Dowager Cixi.

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Looking at their faces, the mother and her daughter actually look more like two sisters.

Only looking at their outfits, look like a mistress and her servant.

It’s not really much of a blame/wonder, for when Yue Ling gave birth to Xiao Qing she was in her twenties, knows how to maintain and take care of herself thus now still looks pretty young. Xiao Qing was never concerned about those fas.h.i.+on brands and cosmetics, she is a female geek, most of her attention is always on food, animation, fiction and film, she does not know where they opened new fas.h.i.+on catwalks/shows, but always know/focus energy on which animation section is being broadcast. After finish was.h.i.+ng face she would put on skin moisturizer Dabao SOD, sleep would wear printed Mas.h.i.+maro nightdress, loves to eat spicy hot pot, loves to eat lamb kebabs on the sides of streets, but also love to pull her sisters along with her to stroll around the streets [“car-free zone”], a hundred dollars of clothes down to 30 clothes to mix-n-match at home, when bored and idle would walk around the discounted town shops, and occasionally goes on games online to make one’s way in the world [battle], carrying a broadsword as swordswoman.

Every time she sees Xiao Qing wearing “climbing clothes” in front of her eyes, Yue Ling’s face becomes very strange, in front of her feminine friends’ astonished eyes, Yue Ling would stiffly point at Xiao Qing and said: “This is … my… daughter “people next to her would usually smile and say:” Your daughter looks just like you, good skin, good figure too.” Would still cleverly say one final taciturn statement,” If she knows how to dress up she will be more beautiful. ”

Because her parents are very busy, from young Xiao Qing was brought to live with her grandpa, so every time her mother complained that she does not dress well, she smiled and said: “My old outdated style is from living for a such a long time with grandpa. “When I wore a floral cotton-padded jacket, short pants, grandpa would say I was special, good-looking. ”

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Hearing her daughter say that, Yue Ling’s complexion instantly blackens, said “as you wish.” and then turned around.

Xiao Qing looked at her neck as stiff as a goose’s neck, could not help but snicker…

A few days ago the precious daughter of Uncle Zhang has gotten married, Uncle Liu’s daughter was forced to go on blind date, howling grieves of all fellow women/girls who don’t have boyfriends are forced to go on blind date by their parents, Xiao Qing was very clever in choosing to study abroad for graduate school.

She deliberately dressed as a simple schoolgirl because it lets her parents think “daughter is still a student, too early” idea, and dispel “my daughter is all grown up, need to consider about marriage and future,” idea. If there is a day dressing up in mature s.e.xy appearance, her parents will think daughter is mature woman who is lonely, and quickly plan for her to find a husband?

They say that marriage is a grave, Xiao Qing wants a free and easy life for several more years, who wants to lie in a grave so early.

Xiao Qing’s plan [counting one’s chickens before they are hatched] sounds great, but did not expect, this time in New York, there is a grave waiting for her, a super grave tailor-made for her.

As the proverb say, if you love her, send her to New York because it’s heaven there. If you hate her, send her to New York because it’s h.e.l.l there. After a much later time, Xiao Qing finally understood her mother’s feelings/affections for her is truly one of a love-hate [relations.h.i.+p].

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