Jiang Yanjin loves his parents, but he hates them for not living up to expectations.
"Yun Qiao, I can't figure out why I was born into such a family?" Jiang Yanjin's voice was very low, "Why do the people who gave birth to me hate me so much?"
Yun Qiao: "You can't change this. Unless you learn from Nezha in mythology."
Jiang Yanjin: "Maybe, one day..."
Yun Qiao listened silently.
She knew that it was difficult for an upright official to deal with household affairs, and outsiders were not qualified to comment.
Jiang Yanjin wanted to talk.
No matter what he said about his parents, he definitely didn't want Yun Qiao to criticize them.
"...My mother has not been like this for a day or two. Today is particularly unbearable because we have been apart for so long. In my memory, my mother is gentle and beautiful.
I suddenly forgot that she was smoking on the cigarette couch." Jiang Yanjin smiled bitterly and shook her head, "I made you laugh."
Yun Qiao: "It doesn't matter."
After a pause, she asked Jiang Yanjin again, "Do you think you are a qualified son?"
Jiang Yanjin was silent for a moment, unable to answer the question.
Is he qualified?
"Once what you did is exposed, what will your parents think? Do they feel the same as you, that they would rather die than have this son?" Yun Qiao asked again.
Jiang Yanjin thinks so.
His father's political views and the Revolutionary Party were the source of turmoil and should be eliminated as soon as possible.
Democracy and republic are just a pretense. What his father and the big shots in Peking want is to restore their former glory. His father wants the position of Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, and the official uniforms are all ready, just waiting for the dream of Huang Liang to come true.
If he knew his son...
Then his mood is probably exactly the same as Jiang Yanjin's at this moment.
"You are not a perfect filial son, so how can you force your mother to be a saint in your heart?" Yun Qiao said again, "They are just older, not gods.
Ordinary people, just like you and me, have shortcomings and mistakes. As a son, you can't repay your mother with your flesh, so you can only accept her mistakes."
Jiang Yanjin's heart trembled slightly.
He seemed to have never thought about this.
Yun Qiao continued: "Parents demand that their children grow up as they wish. You can say that they are overly controlling and have too many demands - but they have raised their children through hard work, and they can make such excessive demands;
And what contribution do children make to their parents? Can they ask for this or that? Isn’t it because they love you?”
Jiang Yanjin: "..."
Yun Qiao said this and did not continue.
If she continues talking, it seems that she likes to preach.
Yun Qiao paid great attention to this aspect, fearing that her verbosity would offend others. Grandma was very careful about this aspect. Sometimes Yun Qiao watched her leave half of her words in confusion, and was very puzzled.
Grandma said that the more cumbersome the words, the less meaningful they are.
All the way back to Xi Mansion, Yun Qiao got off the car at the gate, returned the car to Jiang Yanjin, and said to him: "You can drive out for a while. Don't go too far, go home early."
Jiang Yanjin thanked her.
That evening, Miss Jiang called and told Yun Qiao: "My brother is back, don't worry."
Yun Qiao said hello.
Jiang Yanyu added: "My parents are very sorry and asked me to invite you to dinner tomorrow no matter what."
Yun Qiao accepted Jiang Yanjin as her disciple and wanted to have a good relationship with the Jiang family. She saw the Jiang family's farce and left without saying goodbye. Naturally, she was worried that she had a grudge, so she invited her to dinner.
I have to go to this meal no matter what.
Yun Qiao agreed: "Then I will visit you at noon tomorrow."
When she went, she brought some fruits, snacks and cans, and carried them in mesh bags.