Huang Ma shut up angrily, but saw her son leaning on the steering wheel without saying a word.
"Xiaojue..." Huang's father tried: "Let's do this. It's not far from home. I'll come down with your mother for a walk first, and you can go back and keep me company."
He didn't speak, just raised his head and drove the car home.
When the two elders got off the bus, Huang Ma was still worried: "Xiaojue, come up with us."
He said calmly: "You guys should go back first, I want to be alone for a while."
After saying that, he drove away in the car.
The old couple looked at each other, and Huang's father complained: "Old woman, didn't I tell you that you have to make your son so unhappy on his birthday?"
"I couldn't stand the way he was showing his heart to that woman, so I couldn't hold it back for a moment. Is it worth it for him to do this to a ruined woman? Really, he will regret it in the future."
"But you shouldn't attack him on his birthday. He came all the way back, and you still don't know what he's thinking?"
Huang's mother refused to give in at all: "I have to stop him because I know his thoughts clearly. In any case, I feel that Yan Xixi is not worthy of him, and my son deserves better."
Huang Xiaojue drove around in the car, confused and not knowing where to go. The car finally stopped on the boulevard by the river. He took out his mobile phone, but he was unwilling to make a call.
Even clay figurines have earthy nature. How could Xixi endure her mother's repeated attempts to make things difficult and speak harshly? At this time, he began to take a serious look at his marriage with Xixi. He laughed at himself for being too wishful thinking.
Time will dilute everything, and the mother will always compromise. It turns out that the mother has never let go, and she objects so fiercely. Even the smallest thing will completely piss off the mother and make her furious. If things go on like this, how long can Xi Xi hold on?
One side is a mother and the other side is a girlfriend, how can this relationship be balanced?
Yan Xixi kicked the pebbles under her feet as she walked.
When Hunxunxue got home, Xu Xiaoya saw her looking strange and asked hurriedly: "What's wrong? Didn't you say Huang Xiaojue's birthday today? Why did you come back alone so early?"
She sat down on the sofa and closed her eyes slightly.
"Xixi, did Huang Mama embarrass you again?"
She still closed her eyes and was very distressed: "I think my marriage is really not possible."
"Why?"
"I can't stand Mother Huang bringing up my past whenever she has something to do. Do you know what she said about me? She said you can sleep with Wang Donglin now. Who knows if you will sleep with Wang Donglin again and again after getting married?"
Xu Xiaoya exclaimed: "Oh my god, how dare this damn old woman insult you like this?"
Yan smiled wryly.
Xu Xiaoya looked at the faint scar on her forehead angrily: "You didn't hesitate to hurt yourself like this for Huang Xiaojue. Not only did the old woman not say a word of comfort, but she was so insulting. Don't Huang Xiaojue defend you?"
What's the use of Xiaojue's excuse?
The more he defended himself, the more unhappy Huang's mother became, and the more difficult she became to herself.
She smiled bitterly. This society has always been demanding on women. God created a thing called "hymen" to restrain women and humiliate them. Even if a man is romantic before marriage, as long as he restrains himself, people will think he is a good person. But women
If anything, people would think she was a slut.
"Xixi, with this old woman's attitude, I advise you to just let it go."
