Rules Weird Talk: I am more perverted than weird!

Xu Ye leaned on the sofa and thought about what happened last night.

There was a crackling sound in the kitchen, and after a while, my mother came out with the dishes.

She seemed to be particularly happy today, and she didn't even complain about cooking for Xu Ye: "My dear son, today we have your favorite fried noodles, hurry up."

Xu Ye silently moved from the sofa to the chair in front of the dining table. He was extremely lazy and "moved" his butt on the sofa little by little. It took him several minutes to finally reach the dining table.

Even so, my mother was not angry.

She said excitedly:

"You can't believe it, A Liang's mother actually asked her children to cook every day. She would lie down in bed after get off work and enjoy herself comfortably. She was not allowed to do her homework until she finished cooking."

"You said she is such a big person, how can she exploit a child?"

"Thankfully, she used to always say that her son was filial and loved to cook. It turned out that she was the one who forced him to do it. Ah Liang didn't want to serve her at all."

Her mother's tone was full of schadenfreude. She didn't care whether A Liang cooked or not. What made her happy was the last sentence. The colleague who always used her son to show off to her fell over.

Xu Ye asked a few questions casually and found out what happened.

It turned out that after A Liang left Xu Ye's house that afternoon, his mother continued to ask him to cook dinner when he went back in the evening.

So A Liang asked if someone else could do it today. He was out all day and had not finished his homework yet.

Of course, his mother disagreed and accused him of not being able to do his homework. She thought that A Liang just wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to be lazy and not want to work in the name of doing homework.

Helpless, A Liang could only compromise.

After he finished cooking for the family, he couldn't bear it any longer and ran out of the house angrily.

Aliang's mother didn't care. Looking at her son who was angry and ran away because of cooking, she couldn't help shouting:

"Making a fuss out of a molehill."

"Don't come back if you can."

A Liang ran to the community while crying, where several aunts were dancing in the square. Instead of running away out of fear of embarrassment like before, he pretended not to see it.

Good guy, when the aunts saw that the person crying was A Liang, a good model son in the community, and the reason seemed to be a quarrel with his parents, they immediately became energetic and showed gossipy expressions.

So the next day, the "evil deeds" of Aliang's mother spread throughout the entire community within a ten-kilometer radius, including some of Aliang's mother's colleagues. Colleagues then brought the information to the company, and eventually it spread wider and wider.

The son took the initiative to cook to make his mother happy.

And you force people to cook,

These two properties are very different.

The reputation of Aliang's mother quickly reversed, from being envied by everyone for "giving birth to a good son" to a vicious mother who abused her son.

These aunt rumors became more and more outrageous, and in Xu Ye's ears, it was already: "Did you know that A Liang's mother did not allow her own son to eat at the table every day, and poured the leftovers into the dog bowl, so that A Liang and the dog could eat it? ”

Xu Ye: "..."

Although I had known this would happen, it still felt a bit outrageous when I heard it with my own ears.

He took a bite of fried noodles, and his mother quickly and thoughtfully poured him a glass of water, stared at Xu Ye and said:

"You are the most normal."

"It turns out that no normal son would cook for his mother every day."

Xu Ye enjoyed her mother's care without any disturbance in her heart. These parents listen to the wind and never use their brains to think. For their own selfish purposes, they are willing to use their children as a tool to show off.

A Liang is a smart and weird person who has mastered everything he teaches.

That's right, when A Liang left that day, what Xu Ye taught him was "flexibility."

The simple Ah Liang spent the whole afternoon with Xu Ye. He was shocked when he saw Xu Ye writing chemical equations and playing games, and finally being able to act as a good student in front of his parents.

By the time he left, A Liang was no longer the same A Liang.

……

At the dinner table, my mother kept chattering and told interesting things about A Liang all afternoon.

Xu Ye looked at her and found that she was even happier than if she had been paid.

"Mom, can I go to your room?"

The warm atmosphere at the dinner table came to an abrupt end, and his mother looked at him warily:

"what?"

"is it not OK?"

Xu Ye chewed a mouthful of noodles and stared at her closely: "As a son, can't I enter my mother's room?"

This is a rather strange reason, which seems a bit arbitrary, but for a normal family, it is understandable.

Mom narrowed her eyes, looked at Xu Ye on the table, and said in an aggressive tone: "Oh, what if I have to let you in?"

"Then give me back my watermelon." Xu Ye spread his hands.

"that's it?"

"Yes, if you don't let me in, just ask me to eat."

"can."

Mom stood there, not immediately going back to the room to get the watermelon, but with a thoughtful expression on her face.

She watched Xu Ye finish the noodles in one bite.

Finally, I returned to the room and took out a watermelon the size of a human head:

"Can you take one yourself?"

Xu Ye: "Okay."

Mom: "You should give me half. Children who don't know how to share are not good children."

Xu Ye immediately stuffed the watermelon into his mother's arms: "Then go to the kitchen and cut it."

Mom hesitated. Out of biological instinct, she intuitively felt that this watermelon was dangerous. If you insist on cutting it, something irreversible may happen.

God knows why she was so flustered over a watermelon.

"Forget it, mom is not thirsty, you can eat it yourself."

Barrage: "Hahahahaha, mom is scared."

"If we really cut it, the whole house would be razed to the ground, right?"

"I feel like the way the two get along is so strange. The mother seems to know something, but she has to regard the person in front of her as her son."

"Mom, won't you sleep? The dark circles are so heavy."

……

Xu Ye returned to the room holding the watermelon.

Head Start broadcast from the first day:

"At eight o'clock in the morning, the first thing I do when I get home is give my husband, who is leaning against the wall, a good morning kiss."

"At 12:30 noon, I hugged my husband and went to bed."

"At six o'clock in the afternoon, I feed my husband water, wipe his body, and explain to him interesting things about the company throughout the day."

"At 9:50 p.m., kiss your husband and say good night. I'm going to the company."

Day 2:

"Eight in the morning……

Day :

……

The daily routine is very fixed, and the time not included is spent with Xu Ye.

But, what does "kissing your husband" mean?

She also feeds her husband water.

Is his dad still alive?

Xu Ye felt very confused.

At this moment, Xu Ye received a message from the country, which contained their opinions.

"Boss Xu Ye, I am an emotional analyst. There are two possibilities now."

"First, your father has become a vegetative state and is taken care of by your mother in the room every day, which shows the deep relationship between the two."

Xu Ye wondered: "What about the second type?"

"Second, your father is dead, and your mother refuses to accept the reality, holding the body and talking to herself every day. We have not encountered this kind of case in reality.

It means that your mother is mentally disturbed and has reached the level of paranoia about certain things. "

The reminders sent by the Dragon Kingdom were not as crude as those from other countries.

First, the identity of the speaker was revealed, and then he expressed his opinion clearly and concisely to give Xu Ye a reference.

Yes, reference only.

Long Guo only provides information and does not provide conclusions. The specific decision-making power is left to Xu Ye's own judgment.

In addition, they also talked about what the old Taoist priest had said before about the location of the bar being "gathering the yin", and what happened to the Chosen One of Asan Kingdom after they stayed in the bar last night.

One prompt could not convey much information, so Long Guo sent it twice without hesitation, using up all the opportunities.

They were very happy. Finally, they were able to help Xu Ye and had the opportunity to use up all the hints.

This is unthinkable in other countries where prompting opportunities are used as life-saving straws.