Heinous

I haven't been home for a long time, although I said "I'm an adult, of course I should move out", but the moment he stepped into the house, Xue Zhe still felt a burst of warmth flowing through his heart.

It's home after all...

"Are you back?" The person sitting on the sofa heard the sound of the door, put down the newspaper in his hand, walked over, and looked up and down at his son.

His hair is combed smoothly, and he probably used a lot of mousse to fight against his bird's nest hair before coming here.She was well dressed and looked decent, but unfortunately she knew it was a temporary change before going out - based on what she knew about her son, based on the current temperature, he would never wear clothes longer than the sleeves of a T-shirt .He carried two bags of fruit in his hand, most likely they were picked temporarily in the supermarket in the community, but now he won't be fooled by others, and bought some raw rotten ones.

In any case, at least he has taken care of himself seriously——Thinking of this, Bao Nuan shifted his gaze to the person behind him.

This is the "Xiao Amnesty"?

It looked really good.Among other things, that face is really pleasing to the eye.

It's a pity that it's a boy——Bao Nuan looked at his son with some complaints: For so many years, classmates and friends have brought countless home, when will I bring my girlfriend back?

"Mom..." Xue Zhe just wanted to talk to his mother whom he hadn't seen for a long time, but Bao Nuan smiled and pulled Bushe aside, pointing to the kitchen door at him: "Since you're back, let's cook for your dad. Don't leave him complaining in there alone."

"……"All right.

Xue Zhe walked into the kitchen with his head drooping, but he heard a voice that was infinitely more gentle than Cai had been to him just now: "You are Xiao She? Come, come and sit."

"..." I said, Mom, can the differential treatment not be so obvious...I am your own son, okay?

Comrade my son went into the kitchen and honestly helped my father--of course, there were also cynicism like "Xue Daxia has fallen to this point" and "the majestic master of the magic sect actually acted like a woman" and the like. fight back.

"What did you and my mother say?" Xue Zhe took the time to ask after cutting up the eggplant.

"What else can I say? Tell her everything. I don't expect to hide anything from her."

All... If he remembers correctly, Bao Nuan's main research direction seems to be the human body, right?

Xue Zhe took the time to take a look outside the kitchen, just in time to see his mother looking at Bu's forgiveness with quite enthusiastic eyes - the eyes are not so much the enthusiasm of the parents for the friends brought back by their sons, but rather the eyes of scientific researchers Passion for rare guinea pigs...

"Dad, my mother doesn't have a bad record of doing human experiments..."

"...What do you think of your mother?"

Leaving aside Xue Zhe's unfounded worries, Bao Nuan was indeed somewhat curious about Bu'parment.After all, Xue Qirong had told her long ago that this child had traveled through a novel written by her son.

Although Bao Nuan believed that there are not only things that can be explained by science because of Xue Qirong, but the moment she heard this statement, she still deeply doubted whether Xue Qirong was talking to her. A belated April Fool's joke...

In order to convince her that Unforgiveness was indeed transmigrated, Xue Qirong spent a lot of time talking, and even found an article "Unforgiveness" to show her, which finally made her admit that "people in books travel through books". outside" matter.

However, after reading that book, Bao Nuan felt deeply worried about his son's personal safety - the image of Bu'an in that book is not very good, if he knew that everything he suffered was caused by Xue Zhe arranged...

Fortunately, after meeting, this worry gradually faded away.

Although there was a bit of indifference on the young man in front of him, he was more nervous and restless.He looked at Bao Nuan with some trepidation, tried hard to make himself not so unapproachable, and even started to try to find topics, such as...

"...Hello, Auntie."

"I heard him say a lot about you. Thanks to you for taking care of Xiao Zhe before." Bao Nuan glanced at the unforgiveness that could almost be described as helpless, and went to pour two cups of tea.

"...He is the one who takes care of me." Bushe took a sip of tea, and took advantage of the temperature of the water to calm his mind.

No problem...should be no problem.

He is not good at dealing with people, but she is Xue Zhe's mother... In any case, I hope she has a better impression of him.

"Oh, I always thought that he didn't grow up, and I never thought that he would be able to take care of others..." Bao Nuan sighed, glanced at the unforgiving sitting posture that was so stiff that it made people look unbearable, and rolled his eyes, He smiled and said, "By the way, can you do me a favor? The two of them are busy now, so I probably won't be able to spare this hand."

"Yeah." Bushe nodded hastily - judging by his appearance, even if Bao Nuan asked to rob a bank one street away and had to do it with bare hands, he would agree without hesitation.

"I'm going to make candied apples tonight, but I forgot to buy apples. Fortunately, Xiao Zhe bought some just now." Adding a dish that didn't exist on the dinner menu, Bao Nuan brought over the apples bought by Xue Zhe, " Peel the skin for me and cut it into pieces, Xiaozhe likes this dish very much, so I guess I need to prepare a lot."

A mother should have the right to distort her son's taste... Bao Nuan thought in his heart.

"Okay." This was really an easy job for Bu She, he took a fruit knife from the coffee table, picked a plump apple, held it in his hand, and began to peel it lightly.

The apple peel jumped on the blade, connecting into a thin and thin line, hanging down, and coiled in the trash can.

He has a pair of very steady hands, Bao Nuan thought.

I don't know how many hardships these hands have experienced before they were trained, but at this moment they are helping her peel apples... Bao Nuan, who felt reckless, smiled slightly, feeling that the worries in his heart probably had no chance of becoming a reality.

The dinner was very sumptuous, especially the big plate of candied apples filled with the big fish plate on New Year's Eve.

"How did you do so much?" Xue Zhe exclaimed.

"I accidentally prepared too many ingredients. If you don't eat it, it will spoil," Bao Nuan said casually, "You like to eat it anyway, don't you?"

When did I enjoy eating this?

Xue Zhe just wanted to question, but he got a murderous "don't ask" look from his mother.He grinned, and swallowed the words honestly.

Candied apples are very much to Xue Qirong's appetite. Since he started gaining weight, Bao Nuan has strictly controlled his food, and there are almost no high-calorie dishes at home.Now that he finally has the opportunity to have a big meal, of course he won't miss it, and while eating, he doesn't forget to say: "Son, don't you feel that you are not too old?"

"I'm only 25 this year..." Of course Xue Zhe knew what was going to follow, so he couldn't help but sighed inwardly.

"Aren't you old at 25? It takes at least two or three years to fall in love, right? It takes more than a year to have a baby. If you don't work hard now, maybe you won't have any children in your [-]s. Is it reasonable?"

"You treat everyone as you, and it took three or four years to get it—of course, Mom definitely has this value." Xue Zhe coughed, "And it's not like I can't find a suitable one."

"What kind do you want?" Xue Qirong took it all in, "Just relying on your father's connections, no matter how beautiful it is, I guarantee I can find it for you!"

Xue Zhe rolled his eyes, and there was already a smile on his face: "As the saying goes, the blue is better than the blue. I am your son. If you want to find someone, you must find someone who is prettier than your mother, right?"

"It's not... It's really not easy..." A sentence escaped half of his throat, and Xue Qirong swallowed it back abruptly.Bao Nuan glanced at him, ignored someone's flattering smile, snatched the most charming piece of pork ribs from Xue Qirong's eyes, and put it in the Bowl of Unforgiveness.

Misfortunes come from your mouth, misfortunes come from your mouth—Xue Zhe smiled gloatingly, imitating his mother who robbed a piece of meat, and said: "For the sake of your body, Dad, you don't want to eat it." Eat something."

"I'm in good health!" Seeing that the two pieces of delicacy that he had been looking for earlier fell into other people's bowls, Xue Qirong was heartbroken and did not forget to retort, "Just because of my cultivation, I am stronger than you kid."

"Speaking of which, I haven't asked you yet..." Xue Zhe frowned suddenly, "Why didn't you teach me how to learn martial arts?"

"This..." Xue Qirong was suddenly at a loss for words.

"I'm not qualified?" Xue Zhe guessed.

This is the most likely scenario he thinks—his talent is so poor that Dad thinks it's useless to teach him.

"How is it possible?" Xue Qirong frowned, "In terms of aptitude, I dare say that the Yang family's kid is not as good as you - if you devote yourself to martial arts, your achievements at this time will not be inferior to mine."

Xue Zhe let him speak for a moment, Xue Qirong took the opportunity to bring over the fish he had just deboned, he had no time to take care of it, and asked: "Then why didn't you teach me?"

Xue Qirong glanced at Baonuan, but didn't speak.

"Mom...?" Could it be—a possibility suddenly popped up in Xue Zhe's mind: Could someone threaten Xue Qirong with Bao Nuan?

But if there were such a bold person, his father would have already chopped them into pieces and fed them to the dogs...

"It was my idea," Bao Nuan said flatly, "I won't let you learn martial arts."

"……why?"

Bao Nuan glanced at his son, and said in a natural tone: "According to your father, you should start laying the foundation at the age of five, and start to sharpen your muscles and bones when you are older. You will practice every day, whether it is cold or hot, rain or shine..."

"I can hold on..."

"...So, how much time do you have to study?" Bao Nuan continued the second half of the sentence unhurriedly, "Elementary school lays the foundation, junior high school improves grades, and high school lasts—how can there be time for martial arts? "

"..." Xue Zhe looked at his father with the corners of his mouth twitching, "Is... for this?"

"That's why." Xue Qirong said expressionlessly.

Speaking of it, he is also very helpless - his Xue family has passed on for a hundred years, and his martial arts are not world-famous. In Bao Nuan's opinion, it is more important than learning mathematics, physics and chemistry well...

Imagination is beautiful, the truth is cruel.Xue Zhe once guessed countless reasons why he couldn't learn martial arts, from being Zhang Wuji's second to being the same as Chu Liuxiang, but finally found the truth that thousands of mistakes were the fault of compulsory education... Such a huge blow made Xue Zhe Zhe suddenly became depressed.

"Speaking of which, I argued with your mother about this back then, and that was not long after you were born..."

At that time, Xue Qirong had just become a father. At that time, he was not what he is now. After knowing that he had a son, his first reaction was that the Xue family had an heir.

However, this was strongly opposed by Bao Nuan.In her opinion, even if you learn martial arts and learn to fly to the sky and escape from the ground, the world is still dominated by mathematics, physics and chemistry.Instead of wasting time doing this, it is better to let the children study hard and make progress every day, following the path of Bachelor Xue, Master Xue, and Dr. Xue.

The two argued several times over this, but neither could convince the other until one day——

Xue Qirong pushed open the door and couldn't help but be taken aback.

Bao Nuan was standing in front of the crib, smiling and looking at the little baby inside.This is not unusual, what is strange is that she is actually wearing a military uniform.

Although Bao Nuan was born in a military family, she didn't join the army herself. I don't know who borrowed this military uniform from whom, but it fits perfectly, which changed her temperament.At that time, there was no such thing as "subduing temptation", but Xue Qirong immediately felt that he was deeply seduced.

So he immediately leaned forward and said with a smile: "My wife..."

Although their relationship has been a bit stiff recently, but Nuan Nuan dressed like this, probably to admit his mistake to him.Thinking of this, Xue Qirong leaned towards his wife, intending to have a little intimacy, and then resolve the little disagreement between them, but...

Xue Qirong froze suddenly, looked down at the face of the person in his arms, and his expression became strange.

The touch of that thing, how is it like...

Bao Nuan leaned in his arms, with his left hand around his waist, and a borrowed gun in his right hand, along Xue Qirong's legs, all the way up to his forehead.Xue Qirong's face was dripping with cold sweat, but Bao Nuan smiled brightly: "My dear, tell me, should our children learn science and technology, or martial arts?"

"... At that moment, I finally understood that science and technology are the primary productive forces." Looking into the distance, Xue Qirong said deeply.

Bao Nuan successfully won Xue Zhe's future with an unloaded gun, but it turned out that learning this thing also depends on talent, no matter how hard Xue Zhe tried, he still had no interest in mathematics, physics and chemistry.In the end, she could only watch her son run towards the embrace of liberal arts, and bid farewell to the dream of cultivating "Dr. Xue" helplessly.

As the saying goes: one thing down one thing, some tofu in brine, God wants you to lose, you can't help but refuse to accept...