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Walking through the front door at night, the sound of various silk and bamboo music continues.

Song Yufang plugged her ears and lazily sat in the rickshaw. There has never been a moment when I can better understand the words "physically and mentally exhausted" than now.

When she got to the place, it was the coachman who woke her up.

"Mom, you can get me two plates of vegetarian food." Song Yufang yawned all the way and said inward, "I'm really tired today, I have to go into the house and lie down." ”

It's just that Song Jinfang, who has been playing for a day, is full of energy, and he came over shouting all the way: "Sister sister, look at the paintings I painted." ”

Mrs. Song lifted the cotton curtain and dragged Song Jinfang in: "Okay, I know you're amazing, your sister is really busy this time, don't make a mess." ”

"My sister is sleepy, I'll play with you after dinner, okay?" Song Yufang squatted down and conjured up a candy wrapped in colored paper from her bag, "Take it, this is my sister's colleague brought it back from abroad." ”

Song Jinfang happily took it and jumped to play elsewhere.

Mrs. Song shook her head and sighed: "Just because you always use this trick to deal with him, this child is becoming more and more difficult to bring." ”

"It's only one, and it's out of the way." Song Yufang smiled, turned to the little figure and shouted, "Jinfang, can you brush your teeth after eating?" If you're not honest, I won't give it to you next time. ”

There was only laughter in the porch, but no response was heard. The mother and daughter didn't care much, one went to cook porridge and the other went to rest.

Half-asleep and half-awake, Song Yufang's mind was still the high-stacked complaint letters. She almost bent her waist to the ground, turned her head and ran between the departments, listening to the bosses arguing: "What does your department's responsibility have to do with us?" ”

Suddenly, out of nowhere, a hand stretched out, pulled Song Yufang's sleeve, and looked at the front and back: "The clothes worn by Miss Song are really eye-catching, the size has been changed to one size smaller, and it should be so good for Guixiang to wear!" ”

When the man had finished speaking, he turned around and ran.

Then, someone shouted in his ear: "Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu...... Your dad is back. ”

Song Yufang was full of excitement, sat up suddenly, and realized that she had a chaotic dream.

And Mrs. Song was standing in front of her, pushing her again and again.

didn't care about finding any handkerchief, Song Yufang wiped the sweat on her forehead with the back of her hand, and then said, "It's a week today, I should come back." ”

"You don't know, I'm back early in the morning." Mrs. Song glanced nervously at the door, and then leaned in to explain, "Then, the big wooden warehouse came on an errand and stayed until now. Look, it's getting dark. I asked him what was the matter, and he told you to eat first, and then he would talk to you when he was done. ”

said this, which made Song Yufang also worried. was already tired and had no appetite, and with a matter hanging in his heart, this meal was even more unpalatable.

After hurriedly drawing two mouthfuls of porridge, Song Yufang knocked on the door of the study: "Dad, are you looking for me?" ”

Song Ziming was reading a book by candlelight, nodded his head first, and pointed at the chair next to him: "Sit down." ”

Mrs. Song hung her heart and stood outside the window and listened. She didn't notice that her figure was hitting the paper window, and her tracks were unobstructed.

Song Ziming shook his head with a smile, and said outside: "It's okay for me to shout, you can come in and sit too." ”

The orange candlelight illuminates the faces of the people and makes it impossible to see the color. However, Song Yufang saw that her mother kept her head down, and she was probably a little surprised at this time.

After the three of them sat down, Song Ziming looked at his wife and daughter back and forth for a long time before he spoke: "I went to Damucang today." ”

Mrs. Song was a little anxious, so she said, "Don't hold it as a family, just say that it's not good." ”

In the past, Song Ziming didn't like to be interrupted when he was talking. But today he was surprisingly good-tempered, and he laughed several times before his eyes fell on Song Yufang. I tried to soften my voice as much as possible, and discussed with her: "The old lady wants to tell Xiaoyu about her family, and this time she has a quasi-letter." ”

Song Yufang listened, her body instinctively shrank back in the chair, and her lips trembled several times.

Song Ziming still squinted his eyes and smiled: "I thought that now is also the era of freedom, on the issue of marriage, my attitude is that the elders are the thread, after all, they know the roots, and they will take many detours." As for what to say, I think it's up to you to decide. ”

This news was like a basin of cold water coming down, pouring Song Yufang cold for a while. She quickly turned her head and looked at Mrs. Song, turning the urgency in her heart into a kind of strength and concentrating it on her face. The pale lips were like a pen stuck in ink, and no matter how fast she moved, she also jumped out of the words one by one: "Let me make the idea?" That...... Then forget it. I, I thought, that ...... The old lady is so old-fashioned, and she puts it ...... Let the first few sisters don't worry about it, just take care of me, no......"

Song Ziming laughed, although it was a rebuttal, he said very calmly: "This is not the heart of a villain, don't you want people who are old to catch the trend?" ”

Mrs. Song thought in her heart that she would go to thank other people for being so kind, but it was Bao's. If this is to happen, it will be a grace of the Bao family. I don't have to worry about the words on the side, but I am worried that the Bao family is going to commit everyone's addiction again, and the marriage that is promoted by one hand must be managed to the end. Mrs. Song is a person from the past, and she knows what it is like to be held in the palm of her hand by the elders when the affairs of the young couple are held.

Thinking about it this way, I have suffered for half my life, and I must not repeat the mistakes of the past in my daughter. Because he patted the armrest and sat down: "You, although you are not born by others, you were brought out by others." This duplicity is simply carved out of a mold. You first said that let the child make her own decision, but then babbled about the previous big truth, can this still be called letting her make her own decision? ”

Mrs. Song's answer was naturally that the expressions of the father and daughter were reversed.

"I'm tired." Song Yufang held her forehead, although it was a prevarication, it was also the truth, "Dad, have you read the newspaper?" Our bank is so busy that we may have to work a full day tomorrow. ”

The atmosphere plummeted to freezing point.

Song Ziming raised one leg, as if he had crossed a line in the middle.

Before she could enjoy her father's smile, Song Yufang felt the separation again.

Song Ziming stood up, walked to the window, turned his back to them, and snorted coldly: "You young people talk about reform, do Western workers have working hours?" Just counting the money you get in a month, it seems like a lot. But isn't that what you have to pay for it? I mean, girls should be independent, but it should be done in moderation. After all, the physique is not at the same level, and if men and women are treated as animals without discrimination, then you don't have to reach middle age, you should regret it. ”

It sounds like a dissatisfaction with the bank's busy work, but in fact, no one is as easy to deceive as a three-year-old.

There was a sneer on the corner of Mrs. Song's mouth, waiting for her to listen to his introduction, how did she plan to lead to the topic: "According to your meaning, you still want their leaders to treat her preferentially?" But you don't count these words. ”

"I mean...... Isn't it good to stop in moderation? Song Ziming put his hands behind his back, turned around, pointed at Song Yufang and said, "As far as Xiaoyu's current experience is concerned, he has proven that he is a capable young man." Taking advantage of this time, with a little bit of the civilized atmosphere of a new woman, it is not more cost-effective to find a good family business. ”

Song Yufang's nose was sour, and she wanted to say something, but she couldn't open her mouth for a while. endured it for a long time before I pressed a grievance in my heart. He looked at her father with a sneer and said, "I am also a person who has come out of society, and I no longer have the ideal attitude of my student days. A person's value is probably always determined by calculation. It may be inevitable to be calculated by others, but it's really chilling for you, as a father, to judge my work like this. ”

"It's hard to tell the truth, that's what it means." Song Ziming looked at her tearful eyes in his heart, and couldn't help but be a little shaken.

But when I think about it, my request is not very excessive. I just hope that the two sides can meet, neither did she promise to come down before, nor did she tell her that after meeting, it depends on whose sake she must look at others.

Just to meet, is it so wronged?

Song Ziming shook his head, but he felt that the young people of this year were too shocked, and as long as their parents mentioned it, they immediately stood in the position of the victim. He sighed, and decided to take a step back, so he proposed, "I don't expect this to come to fruition as soon as I say it, although you say that you have a good understanding of the world, but it is not. Before young people don't fall hard, they inevitably still have a little idealism, thinking that life is like. Let's go back and think again, and don't rush to give an answer at this moment. ”

Song Yufang endured two lines of tears and hurried back to her room.

Mrs. Song followed behind her, and when she entered the house, she hurriedly said, "I thought it was bad." As the saying goes, fish looking for fish and shrimp looking for shrimp, turtles looking for Wang Ba, this is not rough. The old lady's temper, who is it better with? The family is hindered by the rules and can't care about her. No one wants to let it go out like this, at least not someone with a similar family background. If you can fight against her, don't be like that. ”

"I won't let go." Song Yufang pouted, kicked her shoes back as if she was angry, fell asleep on the bed, and cried, "Dad wants face, don't I want it?" I'm afraid he thinks the old lady's words are not easy to refute, but I also think that I can't afford to wear the 'feudal' hat! Some of my classmates were repeatedly joked about and even attacked when their parents had a ridiculous farce of marrying before they were born. I'm such a big person, and the most difficult self-reliance to solve is no longer a problem, but what kind of blind date do I want to go on, won't I be laughed at when I say it? What's more, when I say that the old lady is old-fashioned, it is sincere, and I always feel that there may not be no fraud in it. ”