Love On The Turquoise Land[ 枭起青壤_尾鱼 ]

Chapter 34

At 10 o'clock in the evening, Nie Jiuluo finished reading a book called Contemporary Western Sculpture. Honestly, her life wasn't as exciting as Yan Tuo had imagined. When she went out, it was mostly for inspiration, and when she stayed in, she either worked with clay or read books. Lao Cai had recently given her some advice, suggesting that she should try to interact with people from all walks of life and embrace life more, saying that sculpture was not just about copying or working in isolation but should be infused with experiences and knowledge. This way, the audience could feel the complexity of her life even in a lump of clay.

It was too abstract. Moreover, she was only in her twenties. How complex could her life be?

Nie Jiuluo closed the book and suddenly thought of Yan Tuo. There were a group of hypocritical people around her pretending not to notice, making her life full of texture, light and shadow, excitement, and layers, while hers seemed a bit thin, after all, she was just an ordinary person.

As she was thinking, her phone rang. The caller ID displayed Nie Dongyang. Nie Jiuluo paused for a moment to remember who this person was, then answered calmly.

On the other end, Nie Dongyang laughed, "Xixi, still not asleep at this hour?"

Nie Jiuluo wanted to address him respectfully as Uncle, but couldn't bring herself to say it. However, Nie Dongyang was her father Nie Xihong's older brother, so he was indeed her uncle, a real uncle.

She responded with a simple "What's up?"

Nie Dongyang said, "Well, Xixi, you've been away for a long time, haven't been back to your hometown for many years. But this year is a bit different. Next week is your dad's nineteenth death anniversary. According to our customs here, the ninth year is important, but the nineteenth year, that's even more significant than the twentieth year. Will you come back to pay respects?"

Nineteen years had passed already. It was time to show filial piety. "Okay," she agreed.

Nie Dongyang cleared his throat, "Here's the thing, for the nineteenth year, it needs to be done more grandly, it will cost quite a bit. I was thinking, wouldn't it be more appropriate for you to contribute?"

Nie Jiuluo remained silent, finding it amusing. After her father committed suicide, she became an orphan, but she didn't need to go to an orphanage because although her mother's side had no relatives, her uncle was still there — Nie Dongyang took over her family's house, all the money, and her. He vowed to take care of her more than her own parents and promised a bright future for her marriage.

But in the end, she didn't ask him to support her. After he took everything from her family, he still reached out for this little money?

Nie Dongyang seemed to sense her mood, "Actually, if it weren't for you, I would have taken care of everything myself. After all, we're brothers, but you see, the relationship between father and daughter is closer than that of brothers. If I bypass you, it would seem disrespectful, and besides, your dad wouldn't like it, right?"

He was good at sweet talking and reasoning, having it all covered. Nie Jiuluo didn't bother to argue over this small amount of money, "Okay."

Nie Dongyang was pleased, "Xixi, don't worry, I'll keep track of all the expenses for you and try to get receipts."

Even getting receipts, even if he did, she wouldn't have anywhere to claim them. Originally, Nie Jiuluo wanted to say it wasn't necessary, but then she thought differently and replied, "Okay."