Disciplinary Guidelines

When Ji Yao arrived home, the atmosphere in the house was a bit stagnant.

Ji's father was serving the goldfish in the living room, while Ji's mother sat in the dining room without saying a word.It was approaching the meal time, but there was no smell of food in the house. Ji Yao glanced into the kitchen and found that the pot and stove were cold, and the seasoning box hadn't been taken out.

Ji Yao had an idea in his mind, he took off his shoes silently, then hung his coat on the coat rack by the door, stretched out his hands to smooth the collar, and hung the clothes straight to ensure that the two sleeves were on the same level.

The atmosphere in the room was oppressive and dull, but Ji Yao was not surprised, as long as he could remember, it was often like this at home.

Ji Yao's grandfather is a well-known mathematician, and his family education is very strict. He has requirements for the children in the family to sit, lie, and walk. Over time, Ji's mother also developed a strict temper.

As long as Ji Yao can remember, the family has its own set of "rules".

For example, towels must be folded in three to hang up; toothbrushes must be placed on the right side with their heads up; toothpaste cannot be placed in a mouthwash cup; goldfish food bags must be placed with labels facing inwards; Dust cloth etc. must be covered at all times.

Ji Yao was often scolded for this kind of thing when he was a child, sometimes because he didn't cover the dustproof cloth evenly after throwing out the garbage, and sometimes because he didn't put the books and stationery back on the shelf before leaving the desk—even if he Just go to the living room for a glass of water and be right back.

For Mother Ji, there are rules worth following in every detail of this home, and if someone breaks this rule, it proves that she has not been taken seriously enough, and she will be furious.

These rules are trivial and complicated, self-contained, just like extremely thin silk threads wrapped around every part of this house, and finally gathered around Ji Yao, wrapping around every inch of his skin softly and docilely, and then tightened little by little, not giving him Leave a breather.

Father Ji is a high-achieving student and a typical male chauvinist. He pursues the idea that the man is in charge of the outside and the woman is in charge of the house, and generally does not interfere with these trivial matters at home.But not intervening means not caring, so that he often forgets Ji's mother's habits and rules, and makes mistakes in the same place over and over again.Whenever this happens, Ji's mother will attack, accusing Ji's father of not taking her words to heart.

Both of them are strong people, so this fire often burns on Ji Yao, so the young Ji Yao can only replace his father to coax his mother, trying hard to prove that he will always take her words to heart.

Ji Yao has long been used to this kind of cycle of life for more than 20 years.

He pretended not to see his parents who were arguing, changed his shoes and entered the room, and greeted Ji's father and Ji's mother respectively.

Ji's mother rubbed her red eyes, and didn't mention that she and Ji's father had a bad fight, but said: "We have dinner later today, if you are hungry, go to the sofa and have some biscuits first."

"Mom." Ji Yao didn't move: "You said something urgent on the phone, what's the matter?"

Ji's mother pursed her lips and said, "Your Uncle Li has been transferred back from another place, and their family wants to have a meal with the three of us."

Sure enough, Ji Yao thought, the so-called "urgent matter" was just another excuse to deceive his son, the same as before.

The half-packed suitcase suddenly appeared in Ji Yao's mind, and he felt a little uncomfortable.

"Mom." Ji Yao couldn't help but whispered: "Is this considered urgent?"

"Your Uncle Li has an appointment for dinner at seven o'clock." Mother Ji deliberately misinterpreted his meaning, pointing to the wall clock: "We should leave in an hour."

"I'm not saying this—"

"Then which one are you talking about?" Father Ji's voice came from the living room, Ji Yao turned his head and found that he had put down the small net for catching fish and grass, and looked at him with concern.

"Go talk to your dad." Mother Ji whispered, "Don't make him angry."

What Ji Yao wanted to say was interrupted, he pursed his lips, turned his head and walked towards the living room without saying anything.

Father Ji patted the ash on his hands, glanced sideways at Ji Yao, snorted displeasedly, turned around, walked to the sofa and sat down.

Ji Yao silently wiped off his small fishing net and put it back on the shelf behind the fish tank. By the way, he doubled the bag of fish food and hid the label behind it out of sight.

"If your mother doesn't call you, are you going to come back?" Father Ji said angrily.

"...No." Ji Yao didn't dare to sit down, and obediently stood opposite the coffee table: "I've been a little busy recently."

Ji's father is different from Ji's mother, he almost never dictates anything in life, he only works hard on Ji Yao.

For him, only Ji Yao's life is a major event worthy of his concern.

If Ji's mother's discipline is an impenetrable net, then Ji's father is a simple and rough stick—from childhood to adulthood, Ji Yao's study, school choice, and life are all based on Ji's father's discipline. willingly arranged.

Ji Yao sometimes feels that under this roof, he has no freedom at all.

He was like a wild animal that has gone deep into the swamp without knowing it. He saw that he was about to pass through the forest, but he had already suffered a catastrophe before he knew it.

"Busy, I know you are busy." Father Ji knocked out a cigarette from the cigarette case, and said lightly: "Just in time, I also want to tell you something. You are due to graduate next year, and the house outside should also be retired. Right. Just live at home, so you won’t have to run around all day long in the future.”

Ji Yao's face paled slightly.

"I disagreed when you went out to live before, but your mother told me that you were busy studying at the time, and you had grown up, so let me not be so lenient. I think about it, so I let you go until now Father Ji said: "But in half a year, when you finish the project, you should officially report to the hospital, and then live with your classmates, isn't it a bit inconvenient."

Father Ji seemed to be discussing, but in fact his tone was firm and condescending.

Ji Yao couldn't be more familiar with this kind of attitude, which proves that Ji's father has already made a decision and is just informing him.

But when Ji Yao thought of Jiang Heng who couldn't hide his disappointment when he was leaving, for the first time in his life, he aroused a little bit of courage to resist.

Before that, he had resisted in his heart countless times, but unfortunately he didn't have enough courage to express his resistance with his mouth.

"...I think it's good to live outside." Ji Yao said in a low voice, "I'm getting older, so it's not easy for my family to subsidize me."

Father Ji didn't seem to expect that he would retort, his eyes widened, and a sullen look suddenly appeared on his face.

Ji's mother hurried over from the restaurant when Ji Yao replied. She was afraid that Ji's father would scold someone in a hurry, so she quickly grabbed Ji Yao's arm and forcefully inserted this topic.

"Okay, okay, let's talk about this when we come back. Let's pack up and go out." Mother Ji turned her head and said to Ji Yao: "Your Uncle Li's daughter is here today, little girl, she is a graduate student at Beijing University of Science and Technology. It is only better than yours." One year younger, you two should have something in common."

It turned out that because of this, Ji Yao smiled in his heart, thinking that no wonder it was an "urgent matter".

As the evening approached, the sky outside became dark, making Ji Yao unable to breathe.

If it is normal, he doesn't care about obeying his parents' wishes in exchange for a relatively peaceful atmosphere.But at this moment, I don't know if it's because of an agreement with Jiang Heng, but Ji Yao still wants to fight for it.

"Mom." Ji Yao whispered, "I'm sorry, I don't want to go."

"Say it again?" Mother Ji asked with wide-eyed eyes.

"...I don't want to go." Ji Yao said.

Mother Ji's face changed, she stared at Ji Yao's face closely, her chest heaved violently for a moment.

Ji's father also sneered, and said, "Look at your good son, his wings have hardened when he grows up."

Mother Ji couldn't refute, she choked on her chest, her eyes wandered around the room, and finally fixed on the coffee table suddenly.

"Didn't I say that you should put a paper towel wet with water in the ashtray before you smoke!" Mother Ji suddenly raised her voice.

"Didn't I just let it go?" Father Ji straightened his back not to be outdone, and said, "Why are you so busy?"

"This is tea!" Mother Ji seemed very unacceptable: "I told you [-] times that tea is not good, it is not as clean as clean water!"

This paper towel that hadn't been wet with clean water seemed to be the last straw that broke Ji's mother. Her emotions suddenly collapsed and she stomped her feet twice.

"You never put my words at ease! You two never listen to me!" Ji's mother covered her face and cried, "I shouldn't have married you Ji Kangyuan! Look at you, you Never want to remember my words, even if I quarrel ten thousand times, you don’t know where your heart is! Don’t I just want to live my life smoothly, without wind and waves, just like a normal person Walk lightly for the rest of my life! I will see A Yao marrying a wife and having children in the future, safe and sound! I have provoked someone, am I asking too much!"

She put a strong accent on the word "normal", and Ji Yao could hear that Mother Ji was not only scolding Father Ji, but also scolding him with excuses.

They all knew each other well about the minefield, but none of them had the courage to say that first, as if as long as the window paper was not pierced, they would not have to accept this fact for a day.

Ji Yao suddenly felt suffocated.

He felt powerless and painful, and urgently needed to leave this net, and he couldn't hold on for a moment.In order to escape this atmosphere, he will do anything.

According to his past 20 years of experience, as long as he compromises at this time, he can escape all pain.

"...Mom, don't cry." Ji Yao said, "I'll go, can't I go?"

Ji's mother's eyes were red, Ji Yao didn't want to face her and Ji's father's expressions, silently lowered his head, and took a step back.

"I'm going to change another suit," he said.

Without waiting for Ji's father and mother to reply, Ji Yao walked back to the room and closed the door behind his back.

He leaned against the bedroom door, covering his eyes with his hands.

Ji Yao was very confused, he didn't want to see the so-called "Uncle Li's daughter", but he couldn't resist his parents.After a while, he let out a long breath and took out his cell phone from his pocket.

He didn't know what he was doing, he just dialed Jiang Heng's number habitually.

"The number you dialed is busy, please try again later—"

The number that was always available at all times failed to connect this time, Ji Yao was stunned for a while, and subconsciously wanted to call again, but just after pressing the replay button, he suddenly remembered what Jiang Heng said before they separated.

"Go home early." Jiang Heng said.

Ji Yao seemed to be burned by the word "home" in his heart, so he cut off the call almost in a panic, and turned off the phone as if to escape.