In a normal family, parents always love their children.

Especially the kind of one-child family, from childhood to adulthood, all the love of the parents is invested in the only child, and when the child grows up, he will naturally give 120,000 points of concern to the child's lifelong events, for only one reason: I hope that my only root, the only bloodline, can be happy.

Yang Jiahui knelt down like this, which scared Yang Pei.

As a father, he hurriedly stepped forward to help him:

"Speak slowly, make it clear, what is the only chance to be a mother...... What's wrong with this? ”

"yes, yes......"

Qiu Mizhen's attitude also eased and hurriedly followed.

"Bo Feihong, please go and take out the doctor's diagnosis and show it to my parents."

When Yang Jiahui slowly stood up with the strength of her father's arm, she glanced at Bo Feihong.

"Hmm!"

The man agreed, got up, and retrieved the dozen materials from the desk drawer in the study.

Yang Pei and Qiu Mizhen took it and competed to see each other.

On the side, Yang Jiahui motioned to Bo Feihong: "You go to the living room and sit down." My parents and I talked alone for a while. Don't worry, this is my mom and dad, and they won't hurt me. ”

This man stays here, which can only irritate his parents.

He hesitated, but finally went out.

In the room, after reading the inspection report, the middle-aged couple was like a deflated ball, you look at me, I look at you, and their faces are full of gloom.

"How should this matter be solved now?"

Qiu Mizhen was at a loss, so angry that tears were about to pour out.

Yang Pei was also on fire, and he was anxious to smoke, so he took it out, and thought that his daughter was pregnant, so he pinched the pack of cigarettes into a ball and threw it straight into the garbage can.

"Lao Yang, you have something to say!"

The mother was so anxious that she scratched her head, and when she saw that her husband didn't say a word, she was also angry when she thought about it, so she didn't force her words anymore and rushed out.

Standing on the corridor leading to the living room, staring at the big bear-like man sitting in the living room, Qiu Mizhen couldn't swallow this breath, how could she be willing to marry the baby she had raised for so many years to such a person.

They are a group of little sisters, and there are many daughters, and those little girls, one by one, say how well-behaved they are, but her family is this, her bones are hard, her temper is stubborn, and there is no day that makes people worry-free.

When I was in college, there was such a fuss, and it stopped, and everything has passed, and now there is such a fuss again.

This dead child, why do you love to toss them so much!

In her eyes, this kind of hooligan should stay in prison and let it out, which is tantamount to harming the world - Huihui is blind, and she would actually sleep with this kind of man~ is simply a bad self.

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became.

"Mom, what do you want to do?"

Yang Jiahui followed and stopped her mother.

"Get out of the way."

Qiu Mizhen sighed:

"Since he is the father of the child, can't I, the mother, ask him a question?"

No matter how angry he was, he didn't dare to touch his daughter again, so he bypassed and walked towards the man.

Bo Feihong naturally heard these two arguments, and immediately stood up, seeing this elder who couldn't be offended and shouted at him:

"Your name is Bo Feihong?"

He sighed in his heart.

People say that the mother-in-law looks at her son-in-law, and the more she looks at it, the more interesting it becomes.

When this happened to him, the more he looked at it, the more angry he became.

Look, that face, a little timid, can be scared out of a bubble of urine.

Rao was born as a special soldier, and he was sweating in a hurry.

"Yes!"

He habitually gave a standard military stance and replied.

"How old are you today?"

"Thirty-five."

"Where's home?"

"Suzhou."

"What do your parents do?"

“……”

Is this a household survey?

Bo Feihong was speechless, thought about it but still replied:

"Both parents have died."

Qiu Mizhen was stunned before continuing to ask:

"What kind of education."

"High school."

This academic qualification made Qiu Mizhen's face sink again.

Only a high school degree?

"Have you learned any other skills?"

Bo Feihong thought for a while:

"I ...... I'm only going to fight......"

Not only was Qiu Mizhen about to faint, but even Yang Jiahui was about to faint, but Yang Pei calmed down, seemed to see some clues, and also came over and asked:

"So what kind of work have you been doing all these years?"

When it comes to work, Yang Jiahui wants to escape, I really hope that he can not be so straight in his head, can turn a corner, fool if he can, and stop making things more stiff.

But Bo Feihong didn't have the heart to deceive at all, and after being silent for a while, he still answered truthfully:

"I used to help people collect debts......

Yang Jiahui covered her face with her hands, and she didn't dare to look at her mother's expression.

Qiu Mizhen only felt weak under her feet, so angry that she couldn't say a word, so she could only rely on her husband's support to prevent her from falling down.

She took a breath before continuing to ask:

"Do you have a room?"

"Nope!"

"Do you have a car?"

"Nope!"

"Do you have any deposits?"

"Neither!"

As soon as a few words of "no" entered her ears, Qiu Mizhen was completely angry, and when she turned around, she yelled at her daughter:

"Yang Jiahui, this kind of three-no-man man, you can actually see it?"

This is undoubtedly hurtful to say this in front of others.

Yang Jiahui couldn't help frowning:

"Mom, can you talk so ......?"

Qiu Mizhen listened to the persuasion, and roared again:

"What's wrong with what I'm talking about, I'm just being honest. No house, no car, no deposit, you say, you follow such an old man, what good life can you have in the future? Do you have any brains......"

Bo Feihong immediately picked up: "I do not have a house, a car or a deposit, but I have the sincerity to take care of their mother and son......"

"Can you really eat with food? Can you live in a top house? ”

Qiu Mizhen asked sharply.

With such an attitude of looking down on people, Bo Feihong really can't stand it.

He suppressed the anger in his heart, and looked up at Yang Jiahui, who had a terrible headache and was holding her head and not speaking:

"Jia Hui, since your parents are here, then I'll go first. When Mr. Yang and Mrs. Yang are angry, I will come over again. ”

He stood up and left.

"What's your attitude?"

Because of this sentence, Qiu Mizhen screamed again:

"Am I wrong? I don't have a family background, I don't have a tutor, and I look like a prison prisoner, why did you marry my daughter...... Why give her happiness for the rest of her life...... You're a toad and want to eat swan meat......"

Bo Feihong clenched his fists, if it weren't for the fact that he had been in the army for so many years, and now that he was getting older, in addition, this woman was Yang Jiahui's mother, he really wanted to break a precedent: beat a woman.

But in the end, he put up with everything.

Actually, she was right: normal parents, who would be willing to marry their pampered daughter to such a three-nil man to live a hard life......

At the end of the day, he just doesn't deserve her, that's a fact.

Ignoring the vitriolic invective, he walked out quickly, took the elevator, and went downstairs - feeling like a defeated army fleeing in a hurry, with no fighting spirit and no manhood.

However, in the face of such an elder, how could he be satisfied with him, who had no merits at all?

From the very beginning, he was destined not to please them, and he knew that he had it.

But he still wants to fight for it.

Sitting in the off-road vehicle, he leaned back in the chair, slapped the steering wheel, and scolded himself:

Bo Feihong, you are humiliating yourself, do you know? With you like this, what qualifications do you have to ask a girl from such a family to be a wife, you are called a toad and want to eat swan meat. Look for trouble.

Upstairs!

Qiu Mizhen's anger in her heart has not subsided, pointing at her daughter and still shouting:

"Tell me what you like about him......

The twitter was another count.

In the end, Yang Jiahui, who had been pinching her eyebrows, couldn't listen to it anymore, and quietly inserted such a sentence:

"Mom, Bo Feihong is indeed full of shortcomings, and his only advantage is to give me a child. No matter how much you look at him, as long as I give birth to this child, he is the father of my child, and no one can change the fact. Of course, in case one day I accidentally get angry with you and lose my baby - Mom, in this life, I'm afraid you won't be able to be grandma......"

This sentence choked Qiu Mizhen for a long time, and finally cried bitterly, and screamed:

"I don't agree to this marriage, I will never agree! How can my daughter marry such a man......"

--- digression--- see you tomorrow.