Fan Qingqing's family lives on the fourth floor, which is a standard three-bedroom and two-hall house, with a total square of more than 110 square meters. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

As soon as Zuoqian entered the house, he found that the living room was particularly large, and the hall and living room alone were almost more than 60 square meters.

Lincheng people love houses with big living rooms, which is like the people of Shijiazhuang, Hebei Province. All love the big living room.

At this time, her parents were keeping a straight face, not looking at Zuo Qian, not pouring tea, and not welcoming him as a guest at all.

It's no wonder that Fan Qingqing's parents are so unpleasant, just this morning her mother went out to buy vegetables, and the neighbors and 'friends' who used to talk to each other in the community didn't like to talk to her anymore, and even some people pointed at her and looked at her with slanted eyes.

Fan Qingqing's mother couldn't bear it, she endured her anger in the morning, and when she got home, she slapped the table and complained to her father.

"Dad!Mom!" Fan Qingqing bit her lip and shouted, only to see her mother snort, squinting and glancing at Zuoqian, which made him embarrassed, this is not sitting, not standing, what is this called?

Her father sat on the sofa and smoked a cigarette, spitting and spitting, smoking very quickly, which seemed to reflect his mood at this time.

In this awkward and silent atmosphere, Fan Qingqing was like a child who had made a mistake, her head was lowered, her delicate little finger hooked her middle finger, and she didn't say anything, Zuo Qian stood behind her and was anxious for her.

"Alas~!" In the end, it was her father who spoke, breaking the embarrassment! He sighed and said, "Don't do it if you quit! Don't go on that stage! Go back to Lincheng to find a job, and find a man to marry with peace of mind." ”

"What do you call that?" her mother stopped doing it! Pointing at Fan Qingqing and angrily saying at her father, "Why don't you ask her what she's doing outside?"

"Mom!" Fan Qingqing listened to her mother's words, raised her head and said aggrievedly, "None of those news are true?"

"Not really?" her mother was angry, "people will wronged you in a good manner?

"Just because of the ticket thing, this thing is true, and the rest is really not true. Fan Qingqing's anxious words were a little unsmooth, and she looked at her mother with a pitiful face.

Seeing what her mother wanted to say, she couldn't help but say, "Auntie, this matter ...... it."

"Shut up!" her mother interrupted Zuo Qian's words with a shout, "This is my family affair, and it is not the turn of outsiders to take care of it." ”

Zuo Qian was dumbfounded, he had never seen such an unreasonable and domineering parent,

"Mom!" Fan Qingqing saw that Zuo Qian was said, her brain was really slow at this time, and hurriedly maintained, "Brother Zuo Qian is my friend, and he helped me buy a ......."

Fan Qingqing said this, only to realize that she had missed what she said, so she quickly stopped her mouth, and when her mother heard it, she saw Zuo Qian's eyes glaring at the boss, and said angrily,

"Okay, so you kid made all of this, and you're so rich? I'm telling you, if you bully my daughter, I'll talk to you and say, what are you doing to my daughter?"

"Mom, what are you talking about!" Fan Qingqing was a little anxious again, "He's really just an ordinary friend of mine, what can he do!"

When her mother saw that Fan Qingqing was still defending him, she was suddenly angry, she was an impatient and had a violent temper, at this time, her daughter was still determined to defend herself, defending outsiders, where was she angry,

"You've grown up, haven't you?

"You don't have to say a word!" Her father spoke again, only to see him poke in the ashtray with the butt of the cigarette, extinguish the cigarette butt, look at his daughter with an aggrieved face, a little distressed, this child has been very obedient since he was a child, and he has only been out for a long time, and he has become so disobedient, not down-to-earth at all, thinking about what to be famous on TV, and becoming so frivolous. Sighing helplessly, he looked at Zuo Qian again, and like her mother, he blamed everything on Zuo Qian, after all, their daughter was not like this before, but a good child who was down-to-earth.

After looking at it for a while, her father spoke, "I don't like you, don't have anything to do with my daughter in the future!"

Zuo Qian looked at the second elder with a bewildered expression, did he say anything, did he do something? He felt that these two elders were also strange enough!

At this time, her father took a puff of cigarette, exhaled a puff of smoke and said in a deep tone,

"Qingqing! I have taught you since I was a child, you must be down-to-earth and down-to-earth. Don't think about those unrealistic things and be whimsical all day long. What kind of talent do you have, it's that piece of material, Mom and Dad know better than you, we are also from here, listen to Mom and Dad, you come back first, I also called your second uncle today, saying that I will help you get to work in the smelter, that is a state unit, it is much better than selling cars!"

But it's no wonder that the second elder, after all, Zuo Qian has never been a parent, and his daughter is far away and doesn't know her situation, and now he has suddenly changed a lot, and he has brought a strange man back, where will he not think and guess? I feel that my daughter has learned badly, and it is all the fault of the man in front of me.

Fan Qingqing listened to his father's words, and his face suddenly froze. Zuo Qian listened, couldn't help laughing, and said,

"Uncle, I would like to ask you a question. ”

Her father frowned and didn't reply, obviously not wanting to talk to him,

Zuo Qian was angry at this time, holding back the fire in his belly, who didn't care if he couldn't reply, and asked directly,

"Have you ever studied music? You know more about music than the judges of Extreme Singing? Have you ever listened to Fan Qingqing's songs seriously? Have you noticed what she is singing?"

Fan Qingqing's parents stopped talking, but looking at her mother's face was very ugly, and she stopped talking, she knew that there was nothing good to say.

At that time, when they saw Fan Qingqing on TV, where did they have the heart to listen carefully? They were all the most down-to-earth ordinary people, who did not seek glory and wealth, but only wanted to live a safe and sound life. At first, it was just blame, and there was nothing, and when they saw that post, they were stunned, and then they exploded, and then they exploded, and then there was that phone call.

And Fan Qingqing kept looking at Zuoqian, listening quietly, silently not speaking.

"You don't understand anything, you just blindly blame, judge self-righteously, and arbitrarily decide the right of your daughter to choose to pursue, I just want to ask! Have you considered your daughter's feelings?"

Every sentence, every word, fell heavily in this room, depressed in silence, and lost in depression.

Fan Qingqing's mother couldn't listen to it at all, such a lesson-like tone still came from the mouth of a young man the same size as her own daughter, where could she stand it?