<h4>Chapter 1215: There Is No Perfect Man</h4>


    Mang Vige.


    He Xiyan slurped down the noodles that Aunty Yang made for her. She had intended to head backst night but unfortunately, she didn’t drive and the bus would onlye at 8 in the morning, so she had to stay at Aunty Yang’s home for the night.


    Aunty Yang tried tofort her by keeping herpany for a while that night.


    Aunty Yang took He Xiyan’s hands in hers before she left and said solemnly, “Yan Yan... you must remember to live well when you get back home. If both your ex-husbands, who had not remarried, treat you well, you should consider getting back together with either one of them. Men are all the same. They would definitely have their own issues. Some are poor and unwilling to better themselves; some are incorrigible flirts who would flirt with anything in sight; some have really bad tempers and would argue with you at the drop of a hat or even hit you, while others enjoy feasting, visiting prostitutes, gambling, and the list goes on. I’ve seen it all and although I haven’t gone very far from Mang Vige and am not very well-traveled, I do have a good understanding of men. Stop trying to find a perfect man for no man is perfect. If you could ept them with all their imperfections, you’d be able to spend the rest of your life with one of them. After all, you’ll need apanion as you age. Look at me, I have children but as I get on in age, I’m still spending most of my time with Uncle Yang at home. My children will form their own families as they get older and they wouldn’t want us to intrude on their lives either.”


    Aunty Yang meant what she said. She hoped that He Xiyan would be able to get over Chen Jiahang and stop dwelling in the past.


    He Xiyan smiled awkwardly and nodded at Aunty Yang before she said, “I understand, Aunty Yang.”


    She knew what Aunty Yang meant earlier. She also knew that once Yuan Yuan and Xi Xi formed families of their own, it wouldn’t be good for her to stay with her children and their respective families, for she would be intruding on their lives.


    The rtionship between a mother-inw and her daughter-inw had always been aplicated issue since the ancient times. She didn’t want to be a mother-inw who would be hated by her daughter-inw, neither did she want to be a mother-inw who would be a burden to her son-inw.


    Aunty Yang said, “Yan Yan, I’m d you understand this. And...”


    She hurried into the room next door and emerged with a huge bag full of local produce. It wasn’t worth much but this was a token of appreciation.


    “Take this with you. This is the best I can do,” Aunty Yang said.


    He Xiyan didn’t know how to react.


    She looked at Aunty Yang in embarrassment. She knew that the vigers would offer up local produce to rtives and friends but she wasn’t here to call on rtives and she had also told Xi Xi and Ye Hao that she had gone elsewhere to attend a wedding banquet, so it would be appropriate for her to head home with these things.


    “Thanks, Aunty Yang, but I really can’t ept these,” He Xiyan said as she waved her hands and quickly turned these down.


    Aunty Yang froze in surprise.


    “What’s wrong? Do you not want these?”


    Aunty Yang felt a little embarrassed as well. She couldn’t afford to give anything else, so this was the best she could do.


    He Xiyan waved her hands again and her face turned red in embarrassment.


    “This isn’t it, Aunty Yang. I just live too far away and I’d have to transit elsewhere as well. It wouldn’t be convenient for me to take these with me, so...” she didn’t know how to finish her sentence.


    She naturally didn’t mind taking these with her and she enjoyed eating the local produce as well.


    Aunty Yang stopped insisting when she saw that He Xiyan had rejected her several times.


    “Alright, I’ll send you to your bus. If you have any issues or want to find out anything in the future, please feel free to drop me a line. I might be illiterate but I can pick up calls,” she said.