She is the palm of the third master

He knew it would be no good to call him back.

Look, just after taking a bite of rice, he was talking about marriage.

He is a man and has come of age.

Can't you tell which is happier being single or married?

An layer glanced at An's father, and snorted softly, which was clearly meant to accuse Sang and scold Huai: "Dad, I didn't blame you. This is the first bite of food, and you are talking so much in a hurry."

"Those who can understand know that you are doing it for our own good, but those who don't understand can just drop your chopsticks and leave."

Throw chopsticks?
Didn't this stinky boy fall just now, thinking he didn't see it?

Father An snorted coldly, gouged out An's eyes coldly and said: "I'm telling the truth, whether you want to listen or not, your mother and I can't control you for the rest of your life. After a hundred years, who will take care of you!"

"Don't you have a brother?" An layer muttered, picking up the pair of chopsticks again.

His expression became more and more shameless.

Father An was furious and fell backwards: "Your brother can't protect you forever, he also wants to start a family..."

"We'll talk about it when he gets married." An Fang knew how to throw the blame away.

He didn't want to continue listening to Father An's nagging.

You just treated him as an appetizer, and you still want to continue to tease him?

Solve the matter that my brother provoked by myself, don't let him take the lead, how embarrassing.

"You!" Father An's fingers trembled, as if he was very angry with An.

After a while, he lowered his eyes, and there was a faint light inside.

From the beginning to the end, An Mo just ate quietly, except for the occasional sound of chopsticks, he could basically ignore him completely.

However, everyone at the dinner table looked at him from the corner of their eyes.

unavoidable.

An's mother put a piece of rabbit meat in An Mo's bowl and said, "Mo'er, you like to eat rabbit meat the most. You should eat more. If you have anything to say, you can talk about it after dinner. Don't listen to your father."

An Mo stared at the piece of rabbit meat.

Pick it up with chopsticks, throw it into your mouth and chew slowly.

In fact, he doesn't like eating rabbit meat very much, his taste has changed a long time ago, completely different from when he was a child.

It's just that Mother An didn't know.

He didn't expose it, just sat there quietly, and whispered: "Mom, you eat too, don't wait for the food to get cold."

"Mom, you are biased. I also like to eat rabbit meat. Why don't you pick it up for me?" An layer handed over a bowl.

An Mu stretched out her hand out of joy.

His expression became more and more gentle.

"Cough-cough-"

Father An coughed, glanced at the side, looked at Mother An and said, "I want it too."

"Take it yourself!" An's mother rolled her eyes at An's father angrily.

Old couples are together every day.

No matter how embarrassed he is to compete with the children, what is wrong with this man?

Father An reluctantly ate by himself.

An Mo put down the bowls and chopsticks at this moment, stood up and said, "I've finished eating, you guys take your time."

"Eat it so quickly? You only ate a little." An's mother was a little distressed, no wonder he was so thin, how could he gain weight after eating so little.

An Mo nodded.

Walking towards the stairs, halfway there, he turned around and said, "Dad, I'll wait for you in the study."

Father An heard the words.

The rice was a bit tasteless, and I couldn't eat it at all.

She simply put down her chopsticks and followed them. Mother An looked at the backs of the two of them, feeling a little anxious.

Walking to An's side, he raised his hand and pinched his ears and said, "Go and listen to what they say, don't fight, you still eat, hurry up!"

An layer was pinched by the ears, grinning.

It didn't hurt very much, but he acted out a very painful feeling.

"Mom, I'm still eating. Don't worry, my brother is not that kind of person. No matter how harsh what Dad says, he won't do anything. At most, he will leave here."

leave?

Will you come back after leaving?

It's not that An's mother didn't think about it, or that she knew the result a long time ago.

It's just that she can't guarantee that An Mo will come back after leaving here. He has always liked an unrestrained life.

Thinking of it this way, she became even more worried, and she pulled her ear fingers hard and said, "That's why I let you go and have a look, don't talk too much with me, your brother is gone, you have to inherit An's family."

pat!

An layer directly dropped the chopsticks and rushed up the stairs like a gust of wind.

Inherit Anshi?

Fart, isn't it good to take the dividends freely, he doesn't want to work hard for the company.

Arriving outside the study, An layer stopped and put his ear to the door.

Can vaguely hear the sound of conversation inside.

Not very clear, only very few words can be heard.

Inside the study.

The father and son sat facing each other, Father An took out the information and handed it over: "I checked that woman's information, she is not good enough for you, the most important thing is that she is not interested in you, why do you..."

"Is it fun to check her?"

An Mo interrupted Father An's words, his eyes raised, showing no emotion.

The voice is still smooth and steady.

Father An hesitated for a moment, lowered his head and said: "An Mo, you are my son, surnamed An, you should always consider the future of our family. As the heir, you cannot marry a woman like her."

"You don't need to worry about my affairs, and it's not your turn to comment on how she is."

How excellent Tianyou is.

As long as he knows it himself, why bother to share it with those who don't understand her.

Father An was really annoyed by what he said.

Clenching his hands into fists, he slammed it heavily on the table, with a hint of anger in his tone: "If you are disobedient, just leave here and treat us as if we don't have you in our house!"

An Mo stood up, rolled up his sleeves and said, "Really?"

Father An's chest rose and fell.

He covered his heart with his hands, looking like he was about to faint.

The sound of breathing is also getting louder.

An Mo frowned, and looked at him: "Dad, what's wrong with you?"

"hiss--"

Father An's eyes were closed, and his mouth could no longer be opened. An Mo stepped forward, found medicine on the table, and forced Father An to drink it.

After taking the medicine, Father An's condition began to improve.

Even breathing is returning.

An Mo's face was extremely dark, and he asked, "When did it happen?"

"What?" Father An didn't want to say.

An Mo asked again: "When did your illness start?"

"People will always get sick when they get old, you don't have to worry." Father An coughed, "And you don't listen to me, you are no longer a member of our An family, you have no right to care about me."

"Ah--"

An Mo curled up her thin lips mockingly.

After getting along for so many years, they are still father and son, so why can't he see Father An's clumsy trick.

Saying such a thing is just to let him take the lead in compromising.

"Mr. An, you know it's meaningless to me to do this."

Father An was taken aback when he heard Mr. An's name, and he said angrily: "You want to piss me off on purpose, don't you? For a woman, you don't even want your parents!"

"It was you who didn't want me first."

It's fun to beat back and forth.

An Mo leaned over, picked up the pill on the table, put it in his mouth and bit it.

The pills are not bitter.

With a touch of sweetness.

Father An hurriedly said, "That's my medicine!"

"You know better than me whether it's medicine or vitamin tablets." An Mo didn't have time to listen to An's father's sophistry, but said: "Do you have anything else to say, if not, I'll leave first."