married with son

There is no objection, but I don’t support it either. You should be glad that Xiang Chen was born in a family like ours. My mother and I are both educators. I am a psychologist and my mother is a sociologist. It stands to reason that sociologists should accept You are in this situation, but that is different. Anything involving your own family members will become several times more difficult. It cannot be said that you have no chance, at least in terms of sexuality, Xiang Chen's mother knows more than others. "

Xiang Chen, who had been silent all this time, raised his head sharply: "Dad, you have to help me!"

Shaking his head to the old man: "I can't help you. You should know your mother's temper. If it's her decision, don't try to pull the eight cows back. They say that if you don't hit the south wall and don't give up, then your mother should hit the south wall." In the case of continuing to walk, Xiang Chen, I hope you adjust your mentality, your prospects are not optimistic."

Xiang Chen scratched her hair a little anxiously: "Dad, I always felt that you are not a hindrance, because you all know these things, even better than me. I just do it because of love, but my mother has really studied it. I thought she You may be a little surprised when you hear the news, but at least it won’t stop me.”

The old man closed his eyes, got up and walked out: "Because you are her son, she will not tolerate you being discriminated against or ridiculed by most in a small group. Be realistic, Xiang Chen, she is your mother, she Everything I do is for your own good." After walking a few steps, she looked back at An Che: "Are you sleeping in the living room or in the kitchen with me?"

In the middle of the night, I walked to the living room with a pillow in my arms. The sofa was not as wide as that of An Che's house. People lying on it couldn't stretch out at all. Xiang Chen sat on the floor and leaned his head next to the person. He kept rubbing Xiang Chen's face: "You look a lot like your father."

Xiang Chen closed his eyes and felt the warmth of An Che's palm: "If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have let you come. It's a long-distance bus, you have to sleep on the sofa, and you still have to be scolded by my mother."

An Che's expression subconsciously softened: "Can I say that I enjoyed it? It's a great honor to face and experience this with you."

"I never discovered that you still have the potential to be abused."

An Che chuckled, stood up slowly, pinched Xiang Chen's chin with one hand and turned back, then lowered his head, and lightly bit the man's lips: "Even if you don't come back, don't tell them, I'm the same Let us be together, but that's different, I don't want you to be unapproved by your parents for the rest of your life, and I don't want me to be an outsider who can only sleep in the living room in their eyes."

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50. Move it with emotion and understand it with reason...

Early the next morning, Xiang Chen dragged Mr. Xiang from the kitchen to his room, put the pillow on the floor with red eyes, and knelt down with a "plop": "Dad, help me, if you don't We will have no descendants at home!"

The old man shook his head and glared at Xiang Chen: "You are cursing my grandson! I will throw that man out immediately!"

Xiang Chen wiped his tears and sobbed for a while: "No... Dad, I have already sold Bei Bei... If I wasn't with An Che, then Bei Bei would not be a child of our Xiang family..."

"Sold?" The old man's voice suddenly rose: "Who do you think you sold?!"

Shaking his shoulders, Xiang Chen said all the things while weeping and wiping away his tears. The old man was unsteady and walked outside the door: "You son of a bitch..."

With the old man joining in, things seem to be easier to handle. After the old lady came back from her morning exercise, she glanced at An Che who was still sitting in the living room and said nothing. He poked his head out and waved to An Che, An Che nodded, and then walked over, the old man pointed to a fish in the refrigerator and said: "Your aunt likes to eat fish, live or frozen, fresh, whatever it is, as long as it is Fish, she likes to eat, as the saying goes, to impress someone, you must impress her stomach, can you cook?"

An Che blinked his eyes: "It depends on the recipe... Maybe it's not very good."

I asked the old man for clarification, and then took out a dusty menu from under the cabinet, and wrote "All Fish Feast".

"I was flipping through this book at the time. You should follow the instructions above and see her reaction at noon."

The old lady came back from buying vegetables and went straight to the kitchen, Xiang Chen dragged Xiang Beibei out of nowhere, the father and son were wearing nothing but a pair of rainbow boxers, Xiang Beibei grinned and walked around in circles , singing self-made lyrics in the tune of two tigers: "One father and one father are idiots and idiots. If I have two, both are idiots and both are idiots!"

Xiang Chen followed the child around in circles, listened to the lyrics, his eyes twitched, and he kicked the child's buttocks, then grabbed the vegetable basket from the old lady, grabbed the man's hand, and danced the waltz, with the accompaniment of course : "In that distant small mountain village, Xiaoah Xiaoshan Village, my dear mother, with her white hair..."

Raising eyebrows at the old lady, she glanced at the kitchen. When she turned away, the old lady moved behind Xiang Chen, kicked Xiang Chen's ass, and turned back to the room.

Xiang Chen rubbed his buttocks and sat on the ground, giggled to Beibei twice and went straight to the old lady's bedroom: "Grandma, I like you the most!"

At noon, while helping the old man to serve the dishes, he smiled and said to the old lady, "Try it, five-star standard, fried, fried, fried and stewed, you can choose from various flavors."

The old lady picked up the chopsticks, tasted them one by one, and then slapped the chopsticks: "Salty, tasteless, raw, mushy, not only can't be swallowed, but also ruined the fish in my refrigerator, and I lost money." After speaking, he got up and went back to the house.

An Che was a little embarrassed standing at the kitchen door with the fish soup just out of the pot, closed his eyes and gritted his teeth, let's do it!

An Che stayed stuck in the kitchen all day. After nightfall, Xiang Chen took gauze and potion to help bandage up. His hands were covered with wounds of all sizes, cut by knives and pierced with fish bones. An Che lay on the sofa Looking at the ceiling: "Go buy fish tomorrow..."

Xiang Chen gently kissed the man's hand: "You've tried too hard. If it doesn't work, we won't do it. Even if they don't agree, it won't matter. Although my mother has a bad temper, at least she understands us. I didn't say yes, but I didn't drive you away either..."

"That's different. I want to hear her approval. There's nothing wrong with working hard for you."

In the morning, I dragged Xiangchen out before dawn. It was surprisingly cold in the morning in winter. There were not many people in the morning market. I woke up so early. I just wanted to tell the old man that the fish in the morning just came from the seafood market and it was very fresh.

Standing in front of the fish tank and looking around, I don't know which one is good and which one is not. The last kind of fish asked for one. An Che took a few live fish and dragged Xiang Chen home. The latter sighed: "You will Kill the fish? How do you take it back like this?"

"Everything has to be learned, and there is a first time. I was not born a very good entrepreneur, was I?"

Xiang Chen took the man's hand and laughed foolishly: "Maybe you will be a very good cook in the future."

As soon as he got downstairs, he saw the old lady come back from her morning exercise. She glanced at what An Che was holding, said nothing, and then went upstairs.

The old man stared at the fish on the chopping board with a knife and scratched his hair: "Little Che, how are you going to kill this? Will you?"

An Che shook his head: "You don't need to worry about it, I can do it myself."

"To scrape the fish scales and clean the internal organs, the project is huge."

An Che spent the whole morning in the kitchen killing fish, washing fish and cooking fish, while Xiang Chen accompanied the old lady to watch TV, and said a few nonsensical words from time to time, trying to move them with emotion and understanding, but the words were not finished yet , he must have been stared back at by the old lady. Xiang Chen was afraid of angering his mother, so he pursed his lips and dared not speak.

At noon, there was another table full of fish. The old lady took two bites with chopsticks and said nothing. Seeing the old lady leave, she smiled at the old man and winked at An Che: "It's a good sign if you don't find fault!" He also picked up the chopsticks and took a bite, but his face slowly wrinkled together: "Why is it so bitter?"

Xiang Chen said dejectedly at the side: "I went to see it just now, I guess I was terrified when I killed the fish...but Mom didn't say anything...Is it..."

The old man looked in the direction of the bedroom and suddenly laughed: "A stubborn person is really not cute."

At night, An Che was still lying on the sofa, but it wasn't Xiang Chen who pushed the door open. The old lady stood opposite An Che, who quickly stood up from the sofa. The two looked at each other for a while, and finally the old lady came first. Said: "Your eyes are still firm, I didn't want to test you, that's not necessary, in fact, you don't need to be a fish to make me happy, I won't be moved by this, but your persistence and Xiang Chen's The change has shaken me, my son, maybe you don’t know, what a bastard he is, but he is so firm with me because of this incident, I don’t want your behavior to be temporary, if If you want to be together, you must make a plan to face the ups and downs of the future together. You are not like ordinary couples. Even in many developed countries, your sexuality is still discriminated against. But this is not the point. The point is love. Now that you are in love, Let's be together then, and also, he is my son, if you make him suffer even the slightest bit of grievance, I will still take a feather duster and you won't be able to find anything, just do what you say."

"Thank you...thank you." The man who has always been vigorous and resolute stuttered, turned to the old lady and went back to the house: "Remember to honor your parents when you come back during the Spring Festival, and buy some New Year's goods by the way."

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51. North-to-north perspective...

Today is a special day. There are white clouds floating in the blue sky. Uncle Wild Cat picked me up early in the morning. It’s strange why I haven’t seen my dad since yesterday.