Two hours later, Zhao's father and mother got off the bus. They looked around the station in confusion, but couldn't see Jun Jiuli.
Not knowing which way the exit was, soon the empty bus station was left with only the two of them besides the bus.
At this moment, a ticket seller walked over, "Grandpa, Grandma, this is the final stop in City C. Please go out quickly."
"I'm not leaving. My daughter said she'll pick me up," Zhao's father shouted loudly.
"Yes, yes. Daughter, we'll just stand here for a while. My daughter will be here soon."
"Young people these days are so irresponsible. They don't even set a precise time to pick up their elders."
City C had extreme diurnal temperature variations. The sky gradually darkened. The evening breeze blew non-stop, making the two elderly people shiver and stomp their feet.
"Why isn't this darn girl here yet? When she comes, I'll definitely give her a piece of my mind. Teach her a lesson. It's truly unfilial to enjoy herself at home while leaving her parents to freeze out here."
"Talking so much is useless, you old hag. Hurry up and call her again. What does she mean by abandoning us here?"
"I've already called so many times, but she's always on the phone. Could something have happened to Xiao Ni, that she's busy?"
"Busy? Busy with what? She just cooks at home every day, she doesn't need to go out to earn money. But she's learned to put on airs with her parents. When she gets here, if she doesn't kneel and apologize, I won't forgive her. She's just gotten too bold because she hasn't been beaten in a while."
As the two of them kept grumbling and complaining, a security guard walked over.
"Hey, you two. Hurry up and get out. I'm locking up. Hasn't your daughter arrived yet?"
"That brat hasn't arrived yet, old brother. Can you be a bit accommodating and wait for us a little longer? My son is very rich!"
The guard felt speechless in his heart. What does it have to do with him if your son is rich? Besides, if they were rich, they would have been picked up in a private car, why would they be taking a bus?
"Old brother, my shift is over. You two should go out quickly. It's the same waiting outside."
"How can that be? If we go out, what will my daughter do if she comes and can't find us? Can you take responsibility for that?" Zhao's mother said with a displeased expression.
Zhao's father said, "Old brother, how about this? You give us the key. When my daughter comes later, we'll lock the door for you."
The security guard repeatedly waved his hands, "That won't do at all. Hurry up and go, hurry up and go."
"You stinking security guard! I'm speaking to you politely, which is elevating you. You actually dare to look down on us. You'll regret this later."
"Whatever you say. I've seen plenty of scoundrels like you, old Liu. Hurry up and go, hurry up and go."
The guard, holding his baton, was unhappily evicting the two. They were already so old, yet they were still putting on a show, truly daydreaming too much.
"Hmph, you remember this. Once I find my son, I'll have him fire you! So you can't work as a security guard anymore, and we'll see how arrogant you are then."
"Yes, yes, yes. Say that when you have the ability."
"Oh, you don't believe what I say! Do I need to lie to a dilapidated old man like you?"
As he spoke, Zhao's father put on a smug, arrogant look, crossing his arms and holding his head high. Every cell in his body was screaming for the guard to quickly give him face and apologize.
"Sister-in-law, is there something wrong with your old man here?" The security guard pointed to his head.
"Who are you calling? You dare to say there's something wrong with my head."
As Zhao's father spoke, he was about to rush up to the guard, but he stopped when he saw the baton in the guard's hand.
"If there's nothing wrong, why is he still thinking of unrealistic things at his age? Pie never falls from the sky. Have you been reading too many Long Aotian novels? Honestly, I like reading them when I'm bored too."
"Hmph, I won't bother with a low-level person like you. We'll probably only meet once. Let's go, old woman."
"Low-level person? His brain is really short-circuited. Ptooey, who is he looking down on? It's the 21st century now, everyone is equal. I'll never talk to such a weirdo again, it's bad luck."
Zhao's father and mother arrived at the main road and looked at the bustling street. They felt that every signpost looked the same. The two illiterate elderly people had no idea where to go.
"Old woman, go and ask for directions."
"Ask who? I don't know anyone, I'm scared."
"What are you afraid of? Will they eat you?"
Finally, the two reached an agreement and went together to ask an elderly man selling roasted sweet potatoes for directions.
Hesitantly walking over, the roasted sweet potato vendor asked first, "How many would you like?"
"How much are your sweet potatoes?"
Zhao's mother blurted out in disbelief, as back home sweet potatoes were only a few cents a pound, and any extra were chopped up for the pigs.
"We have them from 1 to 5 yuan. 5 yuan is the largest. Which one would you like? With what kind of chili?"
"5 yuan! You're robbing me! We don't want it, we don't want it." Zhao's mother said, backing away and covering her pocket.
Zhao's father glanced at her dismissively and whispered, "What are you being so flustered about? Don't embarrass me outside if you haven't seen the world."
Zhao's mother nodded meekly in agreement.
"It's like this, elder brother. When we came to the city before, my son would pick us up in his luxury car. We don't like living in the city, so we old couple went back to the countryside. This time, we came to see my son and wanted to give him a surprise, so we didn't contact him in advance. But his phone is turned off, so we came to ask you for directions and not to buy sweet potatoes."
"Oh, I see. Where does your son live?"
"This... this, old woman, where is Zhengyu's home?" Zhao's father asked Zhao's mother in a low voice.
"How would I know? I didn't pay much attention when I brought the children for those few months."
"Keep your voice down, you can't achieve anything and ruin everything. You're an embarrassment."
"It's like this, my son's name is Zhao Zhengyu. He's tall, 1.8 meters, very handsome, and he's got a stable job. He's the most promising person in our village. Do you know this person and where his home is?"
"Yes, yes, yes. We're going to Zhao Zhengyu's house. My son is very famous and rich now. You buy things around here, so you must know him, right?"
"There are many people named Zhao Zhengyu. How could I know where his house is? You don't even know where your own son's house is and you're asking me? That's really funny."
"How can you not know? I named my son after praying at a temple. He's unique in the world. How can there be many people with this name? You're good at lying. Are you jealous that we have such a good son and deliberately not telling us?"
"You're crazy. Get out, get out, don't delay my business."
"Why are you like this? I haven't finished speaking."
Zhao's father quickly pulled Zhao's mother back, "Aren't you embarrassed enough? Come back with me quickly. Continue calling that unfilial thing, and contact Zhengyu again. This unfilial son has become successful and doesn't even want his parents."