Falling in love is worse than going home and farming

The Qi family's old house is located in Wolong District of City A, which is a veritable rich area. The planning and construction are elegant and quiet, and the greening, privacy and security are well done. There are no high-rise buildings, all of which are low and exquisite villas or courtyards. , the tallest house is nothing but a three-story European-style building.

Because the land in this area is not only expensive, but also the acquisition conditions are very strict, so the wealthy people in city A are willing to buy land and build houses in this area. Over time, this area has become a veritable rich area.

The Qi family is powerful, and they bought land and built a villa here decades ago. It is a garden-style villa, which happens to be adjacent to the Jiang family.

Qi Yi's grandfather and parents both live in the old house, and Qi Yi also grew up here, but he is usually not very happy to go back, as long as he goes back, what he hears is the same old tune. He couldn't breathe.

The three generations of the Qi family have been single-handed, and since Grandpa Qi Yi's generation, there has always been only one male, so Qi Yi actually understands the family's paranoia.

If he hadn't met Qi Yao, then even if he didn't like the arrangement of his family, he wouldn't disobey his family's wishes. He would follow the steps to find a girl of the right family to marry and be a competent heir.

It's a pity that he met someone he likes, and he likes him for the rest of his life and doesn't want to let go, so he doesn't want to just compromise like this.

Qi Yi wanted to control his own life in his own hands.

The car entered the gate and drove for another 10 minutes before arriving at the entrance of the European-style villa. After Qi Yi stopped the car, the housekeeper asked him to park the car in the garage, and asked him with concern: "Why is Xiao Yi coming back at this time? Didn't go to work?" Have you had breakfast yet?"

The old butler has been with Grandpa Qi Yi all his life, so Qi Yi is very close to him, and their family doesn't like any kind of young master or master. They are all called Mr. and Mrs. The old butler has always been called Qi Yi by nickname It hurts him like a grandson.

"I have something to ask Grandpa, so I didn't go to the company. I've had breakfast. Grandpa Chen, stop busy."

The two entered the room while talking. In the living room, Mr. Qi was reading a newspaper, wearing reading glasses. He was surprised to see Qi Yi come back.

"Why are you back? Didn't go to the company?"

Looking at the old man's white hair and the wrinkles on his face, Qi Yi felt sad and wronged.

This old man is stubborn and strict, but also kind and open-minded. He has placed so many expectations on Qi Yi, and at the same time put so much pressure on him. Many times, Qi Yi can't hold on anymore, and he will let himself be gentle again. Take a break and be wise in every word and deed.

Qi Yi didn't want to believe that such a wise old man in his mind would come up with such a stupid trick because of his inclination.

"Grandpa, I have something to ask you."

Old Master Qi understood, put down the newspaper, took off his reading glasses and put them on the table, poured a cup of tea for Qi Yao, and said slowly: "Are you here to ask about the Qu family?"

Qi Yi walked up to him and sat down, helplessly said: "Grandpa, you know that I like men, why are you still in contact with the Qu family? Isn't this offending people?"

Old Master Qi took a sip of tea: "Don't act like you're asking questions as soon as you get home. I didn't do this. You have to ask your father."

Qi Yi was taken aback for a moment, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as it wasn't done by grandpa, it's fine. In this family, he respects grandpa the most, and it's grandpa who he hopes to be recognized the most.

So he didn't want to end up in a relationship with his grandfather, and the depression in his heart was mostly relaxed when the old man said it.

He quickly apologized: "I'm sorry Grandpa, I blamed you wrongly."

Mr. Qi drank tea leisurely: "I'm old, and I can't control you or your father. You can do whatever you like. As long as you don't come back to quarrel with my old man, I'm satisfied."

Qi Yi misunderstood the old man, and felt guilty in his heart. Hearing what he said, he was really ashamed.

"I'm sorry Grandpa, I let you down."

Mr. Qi: "It's not enough to be disappointed, you manage Yuanyang very well."

The old man put down his teacup and glanced at him: "If I can get married again safely and give birth to a great-grandson for me, I will be more satisfied."

Qi Yi kept his head down, wishing he could shrink himself into a ball in front of the old man.Hearing this, whether he couldn't hold back or refuted.

"Grandpa, I like men, but women...I can't."

Old man Qi choked. He didn't expect Qi Yi to be so straightforward. He experienced the anger when he just found out that his grandson liked men a few months ago, and now he can barely accept the calm mood. The old man didn't know how many times he had secretly persuaded himself.

But now when I heard Qi Yi say that, I still felt a fire in my heart, and said angrily: "Why can't it work? How do you know it's not working without even trying it?!"

Qi Yi gritted his teeth and continued to talk: "Grandpa, I tried...it really doesn't work..."

Mr. Qi was in a good mood, but he rolled his eyes in disbelief when he said this.

In the year when the same-sex marriage law was passed, several young people and their boyfriends and girlfriends in the circle went to get the certificate. At that time, Mr. Qi only regarded it as gossip after dinner, and even said a few words of emotion. Produce a gay offspring.

It's not that the old man has any prejudice against homosexuality, he just doesn't want the Qi family to have their bloodline cut off, and he can't just watch it cut off such a big family business.

As long as there is another descendant in the family, he will not stop the grandson from pursuing happiness. The old man has met Qi Yao, and Qi Yao has been with Qi Yi all day long in the past few years. He knows that he is a good boy, with a good personality and appearance. Top-notch, regardless of family background, maybe his grandson is not good enough for others.

But after all, it's still the same sentence, their Qi family can't cut off their blood.

He was silent for a while, and asked Qi Yi, "You really like it that much?"

Qi Yi looked at his grandfather solemnly, and felt like crying: "I like it, Grandpa, I really like it."

The old man sighed, and took another sip from his tea cup: "Grandpa has thought a lot these days. You have been a good boy since you were a child, and grandpa doesn't want to make things difficult for you."

He looked up at Qi Yi, with compromise in his eyes: "As long as you can have a child, regardless of gender, grandpa will never interfere with your affairs, even if you want to marry Xiao Qi."

Qi Yi sighed, it was still an unsolvable topic.

He walked to the old man, knelt down and held his hand, and said to him: "Grandpa, I have an idea, can you listen to it?"

Mr. Qi was noncommittal: "What do you think? Tell me."

Qi Yi repeated the proposal he had made to his mother before, and begged: "Grandpa, I will raise the child after it is born, and I will educate it. I won't let you worry a little bit, okay?"

How could Mr. Qi know that he could still operate like this, he was a little stunned for a while, looking at his expectant grandson, he got stuck.