Listening to Song Qixuan's words, Yi Chen's mood was also very low. Daughter, son, sister and brother, are a pair of good words, but they will always cause too much sadness because of partiality. Does the elder sister want to take care of the younger brother, does it mean that all the love and concern are given to the younger brother? They are also children, they need love and attention, not tolerance and compromise.

"Actually, when I was a child, I was very close to my grandparents, and I would go to my grandmother's house on vacation. When I was a child, I didn't understand why they were always so nice to my uncle, and the things they thought were wrong were forgiven by my uncle, and I still regarded them as the closest people. Later, when I grew up, I realized how sad it is to be patriarchal. Later, I gradually moved away from them, and I didn't even want to see them. How much has happened in between? ”

Song Qixuan raised his head, thoughtful. A lot of things that have long been pressed in my heart are slowly emerging. It turned out that it was a lie to laugh and say that it was all a lie, and it turned out that I cared very much.

My uncle was watching TV at home, and when he was only in elementary school, he had to buy him food.

Every time there is only one delicious thing left, I have to let my uncle.

Once, when it rained, I met my uncle who was already wet, but when I returned to my grandmother's house, I was scolded by my grandmother for being selfish, and I didn't know how to give my uncle an umbrella.

My grandparents and uncles lived in the family, and they did all the housework; After arguing with his daughter-in-law, he ran to his daughter's house, and he was disgusted to do nothing.

My grandfather was hospitalized, my parents stayed up late to accompany him, and I asked for leave from the unit; My uncle made an occasional appearance. Even the person in the hospital bed next to him couldn't get used to it. But all they knew was to defend their son.

As soon as everyone eats together, my uncle's family only appears after 12 o'clock, and when they come, they sit and wait for dinner, and leave after eating. But my family went back early in the morning to cook and wash dishes. If they go back late, they get criticism.

"It turns out that I remember everything," Song Qixuan chuckled, it turned out that he still held a grudge. "Didn't I break out?" He asked himself, and then fell into deep thought.

It was a college winter vacation, and my grandmother, who had been kind enough to take out the door, was kind enough to take my grandmother home. As a result, because of poor communication, the car did not stop in the right place, and my grandmother scolded her father on the street. Qi Xuan was very angry and argued with them for a while, but what he didn't expect in exchange was: It was their son-in-law, they could scold if they wanted, but the daughter-in-law was an outsider and couldn't say it casually. also scolded Song Qixuan for being stupid in reading and not understanding filial piety, and they fed the white-eyed wolf with the pocket money they gave Qixuan. At that moment, Song Qixuan realized that the relationship between them could be measured by money, and it turned out that in their eyes, their parents were taken for granted to work and be scolded.

Later, after graduating and going abroad, my grandparents thought it would cost too much; When they returned to China to start a business, they were not optimistic; After returning home after the business failed, my grandparents nagged that it was useless for me to go overseas as soon as we met. I finally opened a company by myself and achieved a little success, thinking that I could share it for my parents, my grandparents would always give me a hard blow. Spending money on housekeeping during the New Year was driven away by them, so Qixuan's family of three had to clean the glass and clean them in winter. And my grandmother also made a special call to tell my uncle's family not to come and suffer. As soon as there are good things in the grandmother's house, they must be kept for their sons and grandchildren, and the Qixuan family is either about to expire or they don't like to eat it, and he still remembers the taste of expired milk in his own house.

Dinner with colleagues tonight, the atmosphere was lively, but Song Qixuan's mind was full of bits and pieces of what had happened before. When the family affection was drowned out by a little resentment, Song Qixuan didn't know how to go home to face it, and he didn't even know how long he could hold on to such a foolish filial piety.

"Am I being selfish?" After talking so much, this was the first time that Song Qixuan turned his head to look at Yi Chen, wanting to get an answer. The night was full of thoughts, and he desperately wanted to get an answer, but he was struggling to find it, so he wanted to confess and get a correct answer. Yi Chen looked at Qi Xuan in a daze, there was still sadness and sadness in his eyes that had not faded,

"You've done the best you can." It is difficult for a Qing official to decide family affairs, and Yi Chen can't judge, but he is distressed.

"Really? But sometimes I really don't know what to do. Watching my mom suffer all the time, I couldn't find a better way. I remember a TV series not long ago about something similar, the protagonist chose to go to court, but the reality is too difficult. My mom wouldn't do that and wouldn't allow me to do that. ”

Yi Chen listened to Song Qixuan's words quietly, and felt very sorry for Song Qixuan and the Song mother she had never seen. But for the question of patriarchy, Yi Chen couldn't find an answer to it, after all, she had also watched her friends suffer from it. A daughter can never be compared to a son, and a grandson can never be compared to a grandson. How good it would be if there was a law that governs it, and it affects not only the children's generation, but also the grandchildren's generation.

said all the words in his heart, although the problem still existed, Song Qixuan's heart was always relieved a lot. These things have been pressed on his heart for too long, so long that even he feels that he has become numb and does not feel pain. "I'm sorry for letting you listen to me for so long."

Yi Chen shook his head, "It should be that I'm sorry, I can't give any advice." ”

"That's enough."

The two said goodbye, Song Qixuan watched Yi Chen enter the apartment, and waited for Yi Chen's text message to tell him that he had arrived home before he turned around and left. The night was deep, stretching Song Qixuan's shadow very long, and he walked step by step, a little helpless and tired. Yi Chen also thought about what he said just now, Song Qixuan, like Qian'er that day, had unspeakable hardships, but Yi Chen couldn't help them. All she can do is be a listener and give them someone to talk to.

tomorrow is another day . It would be nice if you woke up and all the problems were solved.