"Of course, I'd look!"
Zhou Cuiping didn't hesitate for a moment, as if in her eyes, Qin Yu's father was already as good as dead.
She whispered, pulling her daughter Zhou Nannan's arm, "Your mom is only forty-two, I don't want to be a widow so soon."
"Mom, if you want to find someone else, that would be easy. I've heard there are plenty of single old men in the big cities, they all have pensions, and most importantly, they have houses. If you could find an old guy like that, Xiaobo's schooling in the city would be taken care of too!"
Zhou Nannan was very supportive of her mother finding another "quality" partner.
Indeed, Zhou Cuiping had never worked and was good at dressing up. Although she was in her early forties, she looked no more than in her thirties.
Finding a sixty-something man with a pension was totally doable.
Qin Yu wasn't interested in what they said after that. Apart from feeling sad for his father, he was also a bit worried.