For the first 30 years of my life, I lived in the eyes of others, as if everything I did was for the sake of other people's evaluation.

My parents always expected me to live the way they wanted me to be, to have a glamorous and decent job, to get married early, to have children, and to live a life similar to everyone else's.

They kept saying it was good for me, but they never asked me what I wanted.

As soon as I finished speaking, the silent air smelled of embarrassment.

Time seemed to stand still, and every second was incomparably long.

The father pursed his lips, his face was a little unpleasant, and he suppressed his anger and said:

"Your live broadcast, you eat youth rice, how many years can you make money? If you want me to say, you'd better find a solid and stable job while you're young."

I smiled dumbly, "What kind of job is stable right now?" I'm 31 now, wait for me to be 35, and let the company sweep away?"

My father opened his mouth and was about to speak, but I waved him off:

"Dad, Mom, I have my own way to go, I respect your life, and please respect my life."

The wheels of the times are rolling forward, but my parents' minds are still stuck in the past, and it is painful to run in with them.

In the past, every Spring Festival, I was more afraid of the New Year than the second senior brother.

My parents always compare me to other people's children.

Whoever is married, whoever has children.

Whoever is holding the iron rice bowl.

Every time I go back to my home, I have a lot of mixed feelings.

I want to spend more time with my parents, but I can't stay at home for a few days, so I am in chaos.

Keep your distance and respect each other.

I resolutely implement and conscientiously implement these eight words, I am not a continuation of my parents, but I want to exist in this world in my own way.

My father's face was pale, as if shrouded in frost, apparently suppressing his anger.

This kind of expression has appeared countless times in my childhood, and every time it appears, I will give in, but this time it didn't.

My father and I looked at each other from afar, and I saw a kind of anger in his eyes.

This slowly turned into melancholy, disappointment, and helplessness, and they were like invisible arrows that shot at me from all directions, but I was already invulnerable.

Keep your distance, I don't encroach on my parents' space, and I don't want them to interfere in my life.

When his father was defeated in the eye contact, he laughed to himself and waved his hand irritably, "Okay, okay, I can't control you now."

My mother saw that the atmosphere was a little embarrassed, and hurriedly played a round, she lowered her head and kept sighing:

"Yu Bin, your father's intentions are also for your good, someone in the village always said that you are a pants seller, can he be happy?"

I squinted my eyes and listened to her, and smiled, "What other people say is someone else's business, they are just jealous of me for making money."

It must be so!

My aim now is to be blindly optimistic rather than soberly pessimistic.

Entrepreneurship deals with pressure every day, if you sigh all day long, this day can't be passed?

My mom clutched the corners of her clothes, "There's something worse than that! Say you're in your thirties and don't get married, and it's almost two-thirds of the way this year......

"They say whatever they like, I don't get married and it doesn't affect others, which law says at what age do people have to get married?"

As soon as I talked about this topic, I was indignant:

"They just see that our family is having a better life, I am a little famous for doing live broadcasts now, Fei Fei is beautiful and can make money, they are jealous! What's wrong with selling panties? Who doesn't wear panties? Say whatever you like."

"Look at you, child...... Fei Fei has been running for three years in a few years, and she will have a child in a few years, how can she recover as quickly as she is young now? Besides, Mom is still young now, and she can still bring you children for a few years, and when I am old, I will also help you raise the children up, otherwise when you are older, who will bring you children?"

As she spoke, my mother suddenly thought of a possibility, and her eyes widened:

"Yu Bin, you and your mother are honest, you two don't plan to have no children, right?"

As soon as I talked about this topic, I couldn't help but have a sentence in my head:

Children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren, and I enjoy happiness without children and grandchildren.

I hesitated, I didn't dare to say this, if I did, it would be equivalent to igniting the fuse of the bomb.

My mom saw that I was silent, and continued to break my iron will:

"You are young now, and you think it doesn't matter if you don't have children, but when you are old, who will provide for you?"

I squinted my eyes, and on the surface I was calm and breezy, but my heart was deep in thought.

What is the purpose of having children?

In order to complete the tasks assigned by the parents? Or do you have something to rely on?

This question has been difficult for me to search for and have no answer, but it is definitely not for the sake of passing on the family lineage or relying on the elderly.

My mood now, like the night outside the window, is deep and complicated. Looking at the night, I felt the passage of time and the depth of life.

I was silent for a while, then looked up into my mother's expectant eyes, and a smile gradually appeared on the corner of my mouth:

"Mom, then why did you and my dad give birth to me in the first place? Is that why you told me?"

My mother couldn't help but be stunned, and she didn't know how to answer for a while.

At this moment, there was a sound of the bathroom door opening.

Under the warm light, Lin Feifei walked out of the bathroom, holding a hair dryer and gently blowing her hair.

She walked slowly, with light and graceful steps, as if each step left a faint fragrance in the air.

She blew her hair gently, her long, silky hair fluttering gently in the warm breeze.

When she walked over, the air around her seemed to be quiet, leaving only her faint fragrance.

"What are you talking about?" Lin Feifei put down the hair dryer and smiled.

My mother smiled slightly, trying to open a breakthrough from Lin Feifei, and said step by step:

"Fei Fei, we just told Yu Bin to stop selling underwear, it's not good to say, many people in the village laughed at him, they all said that he was a woman who sold women's pants, how ugly! If your colleague knew that he was selling underwear, wouldn't you feel shameless?"

A trace of surprise flashed on Lin Feifei's face, and her expression, which was originally as calm as water, instantly became vivid.

"They know, they don't know, they wear it! If Sang Yu doesn't sell underwear, what will my colleagues and I wear?"

「……」

I turned my head to look at Lin Feifei, and the corners of my mouth couldn't help but twitch.

My parents were stunned at the same time, they didn't expect Lin Feifei to say this.

However, this was just the beginning of her, and Lin Feifei smiled:

"Uncle, aunt, what age is it now, what's so shameful about selling underwear, many of them just see Yu Bin making money, and their eyes are red."

"We don't need to care about what other people do, it's just to see that our family is doing well, and our hearts are unbalanced."