Huang Xiaojue was a little surprised. He came all the way back to celebrate his birthday and made it clear that he wanted to be alone with Yan Xixi. How could Huang's mother not know what he was thinking? But she pretended not to know and said with a smile: "Son, today is your birthday.
It’s also Good Friday for your mother and me. Of course you must talk to us tonight. And you haven’t come back from a business trip for so long, and we miss you very much.”
Huang Xiaojue took a long look at Yan and forced a smile: "Yes, today is your birthday, Xiaojue, so you should spend more time with your uncle and aunt."
"Okay, let's send our parents back first. Come on, Xixi, you come down with me."
He couldn't help but hold Yan Xixi's hand and walk to the parking lot.
The two walked away, and Father Huang was a little annoyed. He glared at his wife quietly and lowered his voice: "I'm not deaf, dumb, or a aunt, so why are you talking so much? Do you have to spoil your son's birthday?"
Huang Ma said coldly: "If I don't disappoint him now, he will be dissatisfied for the rest of his life."
"Can't you say no after today?"
"Old man, are you really stupid or are you pretending to be stupid? Now that my son is pressuring me so hard, asking every day whether the banquet has been decided and whether the wedding invitations have been sent out, how can we just deal with it for a while, but it will last a lifetime? If we don't break them up quickly, it will be even more difficult when the wedding day approaches.
.”
Along the way, Yan Xixi was silent. When she was at the intersection, she looked out the window and whispered, "Xiaojue, I'll get off the car here. My home is in front of me."
"Let's sit together at my house."
"No, it's too late, Xiaoya is still waiting for me."
Huang Xiaojue knew that his mother had been armed with a gun and a stick tonight, and he didn't know what was wrong with her, so he didn't force it anymore and just drove the car straight to the gate of the community.
Yan Xixi said goodbye to everyone politely. Huang Xiaojue stretched out his head and called her: "Xixi, wait for my call."
She forced a smile, waved her hand, and strode away.
There was only a family of three left in the car.
The car drove very slowly, and Huang Xiaojue remained silent.
"son……"
Huang Ma opened her mouth, but was pinched by the old man.
"Mom, tell me, why are you dissatisfied with Xixi? Why do you keep embarrassing her tonight?"
Huang Ma sneered: "I didn't embarrass her, it was she who embarrassed me."
"When did she embarrass you?"
"A few days ago, some old sisters invited me to have tea. When they asked me who my daughter-in-law was, I just said so and so. As a result, the old sister exclaimed: 'How can she be your daughter-in-law? She doesn't have the surname Wang.
A mistress kept by a rich man? I heard that Wang gave her a boutique, now you will be rich... At that time, I had nowhere to put my face, and I wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in..."
Huang Xiaojue's complexion suddenly changed.
Huang's father had never seen such a terrifying expression on his face, and hurriedly stopped his wife: "What are you talking about?"
"Are I talking nonsense? This is obviously the truth. Son, although our family is not a wealthy family, but when you marry a wife with virtue, at least you can't marry a wife who can be stabbed in the back and say who did it. Son
, this is a great humiliation to you."
The car stopped suddenly, Huang Xiaojue's face turned pale.
But Huang's mother only added fuel to the fire: "Do you think Yan Xixi really loves you? You asked her to resign, but she kept dragging her feet and refused to obey. Even if we asked her to live in our house, she wouldn't listen at all and would rather move in.
Squeeze with Xu Xiaoya. You don't know who Xu Xiaoya is? She worked in a nightclub for five or six years..." Huang Xiaojue was a little surprised. He came all the way back to celebrate his birthday, making it clear that he wanted to be alone with Yan Xixi. Huang's mother
Who doesn't know what he is thinking? But he pretends not to know, and smiles: "Son, today is your birthday, and it is also your mother's and mine's Good Friday. Of course you must talk to us tonight. And you haven't been on a business trip for so long.
Come back, we miss you too."
Huang Xiaojue took a long look at Yan and forced a smile: "Yes, today is your birthday, Xiaojue, so you should spend more time with your uncle and aunt."
"Okay, let's send our parents back first. Come on, Xixi, you come down with me."
He couldn't help but take Yan Xixi's hand and walk to the parking lot.
The two walked away, and Father Huang was a little annoyed. He glared at his wife quietly and lowered his voice: "I'm not deaf, dumb, or a aunt, so why are you talking so much? Do you have to spoil your son's birthday?"
Huang Ma said coldly: "If I don't disappoint him now, he will be dissatisfied for the rest of his life."
"Can't you say no after today?"
"Old man, are you really stupid or are you pretending to be stupid? Now that my son is pressuring me so hard, asking every day whether the banquet has been decided and whether the wedding invitations have been sent out, how can we just deal with it for a while, but it will last a lifetime? If we don't break them up quickly, it will be even more difficult when the wedding day approaches.
."
Along the way, Yan Xixi was silent. When she was at the intersection, she looked out the window and whispered, "Xiaojue, I'll get off the car here. My home is in front of me."
"Let's sit together at my house."
"No, it's too late, Xiaoya is still waiting for me."
Huang Xiaojue knew that his mother had been armed with a gun and a stick tonight, and he didn't know what was wrong with her, so he didn't force it anymore and just drove the car straight to the gate of the community.
Yan Xixi said goodbye to everyone politely. Huang Xiaojue stretched out his head and called her: "Xixi, wait for my call."
She forced a smile, waved her hand, and strode away.
There was only a family of three left in the car.
The car drove very slowly, and Huang Xiaojue remained silent.
"son……"
Huang Ma opened her mouth, but was pinched by the old man.
"Mom, tell me, why are you dissatisfied with Xixi? Why do you keep embarrassing her tonight?"
Huang Ma sneered: "I didn't embarrass her, it was she who embarrassed me."
"When did she embarrass you?"
"A few days ago, some old sisters invited me to have tea. When they asked me who my daughter-in-law was, I just said so and so. As a result, the old sister exclaimed: 'How can she be your daughter-in-law? She doesn't have the surname Wang.
A mistress kept by a rich man? I heard that Wang gave her a boutique, now you will be rich... At that time, I had nowhere to put my face, and I wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in..."
Huang Xiaojue's complexion suddenly changed.
Huang's father had never seen such a terrifying expression on his face, and hurriedly stopped his wife: "What are you talking about?"
"Are I talking nonsense? This is obviously the truth. Son, although our family is not a wealthy family, but when you marry a wife with virtue, at least you can't marry a wife who can be stabbed in the back and say who did it. Son
, this is a great humiliation to you."
The car stopped suddenly, Huang Xiaojue's face turned pale.
But Huang's mother only added fuel to the fire: "Do you think Yan Xixi really loves you? You asked her to resign, but she kept dragging her feet and refused to obey. Even if we asked her to live in our house, she wouldn't listen at all and would rather move in.
Squeeze with Xu Xiaoya. You don’t know who Xu Xiaoya is? She worked in a nightclub for five or six years..."
