Fortunately, the chairs used in the Yan family's restaurant are all wooden quadrangular chairs with backrests, if it was the three-legged one in a small restaurant, Yan Murong would have already fainted.

"Dad—you, what did you say?" Yan Murong looked panicked, and asked in a trembling voice. That expression is like the protagonist in a horror movie seeing something that shouldn't be seen. If you add some sound effects, it will be even more realistic.

"Didn't you hear what I said?" Yan Canghai said with a frown. "I said, your mother has bought a house outside, it's not big, more than 100 square meters, it's not far from the school where you are a teacher and the company of light dance, forget it today, clean up tomorrow, you both move over - in addition, your grandfather just said that although the two of you have obtained the marriage certificate, this wedding has not yet been held, and it is better to be half a day later than half a day - whether it is our Yan family or the Su family, it is not a small family, and this wedding must be held."

Yan Murong is only now sure that there is nothing wrong with his ears, which means that he wants to live with Su Qingwu, and there is also a wedding.

Forced marriage, this is forced marriage, Yan Murong looked melancholy.

Why is the world so crazy? The woman hasn't said anything yet, why is he, a father, like this? - Besides, the house is all bought, so it's a prelude to the first thing.

However, if you have been beheaded, do you still have the right to refuse? The head is gone, and no glue can be glued back.

"Dad, can you take a break?" Yan Murong looked at Yan Canghai's face and discussed in a low voice, and then looked at Su Qingwu, so he kept lowering his head and pulling rice there, as if this matter had nothing to do with her.

"Hold off? Okay. To Yan Murong's surprise, Yan Canghai really agreed, but the next sentence made Yan Murong's heart feel cold.

"Your second uncle has also been busy in the past two days, let's hold it for three days, delay it for three days, and when your second uncle finishes the meeting, he will prepare for the wedding."

"Mom-" Yan Murong was about to cry, and looked at Guo Wanjun as if asking for help, hoping that her pitiful expression could move her and ask her to help her speak.

"It's useless to call your mother." Yan Canghai said in an unquestioning tone. "We have discussed this matter a long time ago - there are three unfilial pieties, and no queen is the greatest, you are so old, it is time to consider these things, it has been delayed for so long, and it is time to have an explanation for Qingwu."

Yan Murong wanted to cry without tears. Let's just say it, why is it not filial piety to have three nos? How does this come down to the question of morality?

Seeing his mother's helpless expression, Yan Murong seemed to have made up her mind, gritted her teeth, pushed away the chair and stood up, looked at Yan Canghai and said. "Dad, I'll tell you the truth, I already have someone I like, the two of us are, already-"

Although Yan Murong didn't finish speaking, Yan Canghai was so old, they were all from the past, so they naturally knew what Yan Murong was talking about.

"Smack!"

Su Qingwu, who had been eating with her head down, also fell off her chopsticks after hearing Yan Murong's words, making a soft sound.

"What do you want to say?" Yang Canghai's face was not very good-looking, and he looked at Yan Murong and asked in a deep voice.

"I-" Yan Murong hesitated for a moment, but thinking that he had already picked out the words, there was no difference between saying it and not saying it.

"I want to say—"

"Smack!"

Another crisp sound came, this time it was not whose chopsticks fell on the table, but Yan Canghai patted the table and stood up.

"You want to talk about a fart." Yan Canghai pointed to Yan Murong's nose and said. "You little rabbit cub, grown up, have the ability? Still learn those unsuccessful little cubs to play with splitting legs? Did you forget the pain after not pumping you for more than ten years? ”

Being shouted by Yang Canghai like this, Yan Murong was also startled, and unconsciously took two steps back, and at the same time smiled bitterly in his heart.

If he was an outsider and dared to point at his nose and scold himself like this, he would have kicked it over a long time ago, but why did his father start scolding, and the first thing he thought about was not anger, but fear?

"I agree." Su Qingwu, who had been silent, suddenly said such a sentence, which stunned everyone.

"Light dance, do you agree? What do you agree with? Guo Wanjun grabbed Su Qingwu and asked strangely.

"I agree with him." After glancing at Yan Murong, Su Qingwu said softly. "If he wants a divorce, then leave."

"Ahh "Qingwu, how can you say such a thing-besides, Murong is a little sorry for you, but he didn't say divorce either."

Looking at Yan Murong's embarrassed but not guilty expression, Su Qingwu suddenly felt that she was extremely aggrieved, and her heart felt as if she was pressed by a big stone, and it was a little difficult to breathe.

No, I won't care about him, I'm just angry, women want to cry when they're angry - Su Qingwu gave herself an excuse to let the tears stay.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I lost my temper, I'll go upstairs first." Su Qingwu wiped her tears from her eyes, stood up and apologized, and then ran upstairs.

Everyone was stunned by Su Qingwu's sudden gaffe, but Yan Canghai reacted first, and without saying a word, he moved his chair, took the cowhide belt that had been used for more than 20 years, and pulled the belt at Yan Murong, who was still standing there stupidly.

"Smack!"

With a crisp sound, Yan Murong's arm made intimate contact with the old swallow's cowhide waist.

"Smack!"

There was another crisp sound, Yan Murong stood there without dodging, and the arm exposed outside the short sleeve soon had two red blood marks, which showed how angry Yan Canghai was, and he didn't think about Yan Murong at all.

Yan Murong knew that he was at a loss, so he stood there and let Yan Canghai pump two belts - it hurt a little, but it was worse than the old man's inhumane abuse.

Hearing these two sounds of the belt in contact with the flesh, everyone came back to their senses completely.

"Canghai, what are you doing, if you have something to say, don't scare Xiao Mingyu." Yan Longteng frowned and scolded.

"Yes, big brother, why are you beating Murong, you have something to say." Yan Cangyuan also hurriedly walked over, grabbed Yan Canghai, who was about to pull down the belt and persuaded him.

"This bastard, Lao Tzu raised him so big, he can do this kind of thing, I don't smoke him to death, I won't have the face to see people." Yan Canghai gritted his teeth and pointed at Yan Murong and said, that posture, I can't wait to put Yan Murong back before I stop.

"Old Yanzi, my son is so old, what are you still beating your son for?" Guo Wanjun also came back to his senses, hurriedly stepped forward to grab his man and shouted anxiously, then looked back at Yan Murong and said. "Son, you go out for a walk first, let's go."

"Yes, Murong, you go out first." Yan Cangyuan also looked at Yan Murong and said, and said to Yan Tong again. "Yan Tong, pull your brother out, you two go out for a walk."

Yan Tong, who had been stunned for a long time, came back to her senses after hearing her father shouting to herself, and she couldn't take care of eating, so she stood up and grabbed Yan Murong, who was still standing there stupidly, and ran out of the door.

Until he went out of the gate, he could still hear Yan Canghai's angry roar.

ps: Back then, I was whipped to death by my dad with a belt in the long night...... I felt pain when I wrote this chapter...... Ha ha.