Thinking about things and recalling the past is really a very labor-intensive thing, and my notebook is still blank to this day.
Ding Wei took the pen and drew twice unconsciously, always feeling that her head was full of tangles.
It wasn't like she didn't understand her parents' psychology at that time.
It's very simple. Some people and some parents have to have only one girl because of the policy. But in fact, they still have the old ideas in the past. They feel that women should support their husbands and raise their children, and put their husbands first and the family first.
Deep down, I feel that they are not as good as boys.
There are also some parents whose focus in life is always on themselves. As long as their own wishes are satisfied, their children are just tools.
Another characteristic is that they love face.
You love face so much that you lose a certain amount of economic value.
If it weren't for this reason, Ding Wei couldn't figure it out. With her ability to make money and her willingness to spend money on her family, what would be the benefit of marrying herself?
After all, it is nothing more than "the face is bright".
Her parents happened to have all the above.
For Ding Haiyang, who is full of traditional ideas, not marrying his daughter is enough to wipe out all her advantages.
If you don't marry, you are not a good girl at all.
If he doesn't marry, everyone will laugh at him.
If she doesn't get married...in short, if she doesn't start a family and start a business, she has no value.
So what should we do to deal with such parents?
There is no airtight wall in the world, Ding Wei thought to herself, with the developed network in later generations, she would not always be behind the scenes anyway.
And being low-key can't always exist. Could it be that just to hide it from them, every time I go back to my hometown, I have to eat chaffy vegetables with a disgraceful face?
As for severing ties...
Don't make trouble, it's impossible.
Looking at it now, her parents were just a little harsh, and they didn't feel sorry for her in any way. If she said such words, she would be drowned in the saliva of the network keyboard, and even the people around her would not agree.
Even if she doesn't care about the opinions of these people, people are always social animals. If you do too much, it will not be good for yourself. Instead, you will fall into a mess.
so……
Ding Wei carefully wrote the word "aunt" on the paper.
Go back and have a look!
It is brother Haitao who is holding the aunt in check now. When brother Haitao's job becomes stable, what can make the aunt still fight for her?
For a while, Ding Wei couldn't think of anything.
…
These days' high-speed trains are completely incomparable with high-speed trains. Even though they are much better than trains, it takes close to 14 hours to sit here, and the degree of stability is limited.
Ding Wei regretted not bringing her laptop, but considering that nowadays her health is the most important thing and her eyesight also needs to be protected, she didn't worry about it.
Anyway, mobile phones can now save a few songs, and it’s okay to put on headphones and cycle through them.
It's just...a little boring.
She sighed in annoyance.
——Forget it, let’s get down to business!
Making more money is more reliable than anything else.
Otherwise, wait until you are in your 30s to have a younger brother... Well, to put it this way, what face-loving parents are most afraid of is losing face. If they get married and have children by then, there is no reason for them to ask themselves to take care of everything, right?
She thought of Xiu'er's appearance, and at the moment she thought it was a clever idea.
Weiwei, Weiwei, why are you so good?
…
This magical idea lingered in her mind, and for a moment it seemed as if all the big problems were no longer a problem.
Ding Wei thought about it over and over, and suddenly she was inspired and wrote down the outline of the next plot on paper.
Now she has written millions of words, and her ability to control words and plots has also greatly improved. Coupled with Lao Wang's various encouragements...
I have to say that I was too narrow-minded because I didn't study hard in my previous life. I felt that Chinese majors would not be good for employment, so I taught myself accounting... In fact, I didn't find the right direction at all.
I looked through the records at the front of the notebook, synthesized all necessary information and plots, and smoothed my thoughts to ensure that there were no bugs in the front and that I could keep up with the foreshadowing behind...
In this way, the efficiency will be greatly improved when it comes to coding.
I, the great god Weiwei, am so powerful.
She was just thinking about the next plot when someone suddenly kicked her thigh lightly.
Ding Wei raised her head and saw the man next to her holding a little girl and looking at her apologetically.
"I'm sorry, girl, the kid didn't pay attention."
The little girl was still making noises and shaking her calves, obviously very uncomfortable.
Ding Wei also sighed.
She knew that the child didn't do it on purpose.
Sitting next to me are father and daughter.
The little girl is only six years old this year. He was on the phone when Ding Wei got in the car. From the vague dialect, he could vaguely tell that the father and daughter had been in the car for nearly 12 hours.
These days, the price of high-speed trains is still very high. If they buy better tickets, many people are reluctant to spend the money.
But sitting all the way for more than ten hours can be tolerated by adults, but it is really uncomfortable for children.
The middle-aged man smiled tiredly
"Be good, baby, and apologize to my sister."
The girl pursed her lips and wanted to cry. But in the end she held it back and said softly
"I'm sorry, sister."
Ding Wei smiled, "Oh my god, after so many years, I am finally called sister instead of aunt."
She shook her head, "It's okay."
I also put away my notebook.
There were so many words written densely in her notebook that the middle-aged man could only take a glance at it. At this moment, he was in awe and educated his daughter, "Look at you, it's all because you were disobedient and kicked your legs randomly, disturbing my sister's study."
What did dad tell you? Don’t do this next time!”
He coaxed his daughter, "Baby, if you just hold on a little longer, we can get off the bus."
Girls also pout.
"But dad, I've persisted for a long time, and your words don't count."
The little girl looks very cute. Although the father is not very skilled, he is really careful and considerate in taking care of his daughter.
Ding Wei thought about it. She had nothing to do at the moment and had a new idea. So she asked, "Child, do you feel uncomfortable riding in the car? Do you want your sister to tell you a story?"
The little girl was obviously not very interested.
But riding in a car is really tiring. She hesitated for a while, then nodded and said, "Well, thank you, sister."
Then he asked, "Sister, what story do you want to tell?"
Ding Wei thought for a while, and for a while, she only came up with a rough idea: "Just...Snow White and the dwarfs."
The girl frowned and hesitated a little, "I've heard this story before..."
But she sighed again, and now she said like a little adult, "Forget it, adults don't tell much. Sister, tell it, my father can't tell this story well."
Perhaps because this matter occupied her attention, the little girl was not as tired and lack of energy as before. Instead, she danced and gestured, "My mother can speak, and she can also imitate the tiger's cry - ow!"
She also called out.
Although the preface did not match the postscript, Ding Wei could understand that the little girl disliked the story her father told for being too plain and did not dub it like her mother did.
She thought about it and nodded seriously at this moment, "Sister, I don't know how to moan, but I will tell you another story about Snow White!"
The girl raised her head, and the crooked pigtails tied by her father were shaking.
…
Ding Wei cleared her throat.
"Once upon a time there lived a dwarf."
The girl raised her head and interrupted her, "No, no, sister, what you said is wrong, it's a Snow White."
She thought for a while and corrected herself, "It's a queen. Snow White hasn't been born yet."
Ding Wei shook her head, "There are several Snow Whites. I won't talk about the previous one! I'll tell you a new one."
The girl's eyes widened in confusion.
…
Ding Wei coughed dryly, those who make up stories are shameless.
"Once upon a time, there was a dwarf. His dream was to marry Snow White and have a child with snow-white skin, jet-black hair, and blood-red lips."
"But as a dwarf, he can't see the princess at all. Because if you think about it, he is called a dwarf and he must be very short. The princess is more than twice as tall as him. He can only reach the princess's shoulders when he jumps up.
"
"Pfft!" There was laughter coming from the side.
The little girl turned around and stared at her father with a frown.
The father pursed his lips at this moment and said sheepishly, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I couldn't help it..."
Not being able to see the princess's face turns out to be this kind of inability to see... I've seen it for a long time, hahaha.
The little girl sighed when she saw her father admitting his mistake promptly, and discussed with Ding Wei seriously, "Yes, he is so short that he can't even reach the princess's face, so what should we do?"
At this moment, she was sitting on her father's lap, swinging her calves in a leisurely manner, but her expression was very worried, and she could not tell that she was feeling uncomfortable before.
"What should we do?"
Ding Wei doesn't know either.
Fortunately, she is now a storyteller, and she is very good at this.
"Well, the dwarf is worried too!"
"Yes, how can we marry the princess if we can't see her face? What if Snow White doesn't have a snow-white face, jet-black hair, and blood-red lips. Instead, she has a jet-black face and snow-white hair.
What should I do?"
The little girl imagined this scene for a moment and nervously clenched her fleshy little fists.
"Yes, what should we do?"
The look on his face was as if he was thinking about whether his children would have a partner, and he was quite worried.
As a father, I gritted my teeth at this moment and was determined not to admit defeat.
But it’s so unbearable!
…
Ding Wei also looked sad.
"That...that...the dwarf just thought of a way."
"He decided to transport a batch of apples back from abroad. When he bought the apples, the princess had to squat down and take a good look at them. Then wouldn't he be able to see her face?"
God fucking sells apples!
Is it possible to sell apples to the princess?
Being a father is really uncontrollable right now, but with his daughter still on his lap, he can't disturb her mood.
"The dwarf is so smart."
The little girl clapped her hands nearby.
Ding Wei is also quite impressive.
She had previously had the idea of making a simple children's special drama, but she always felt that she did not have an accurate grasp of children's psychology.
Now I will make up a story to study it. It seems that it should be about maybe... ok?
Of course, I'm just making it up at this point, but it can also show the child's ability to accept new things and his inexplicable persistence in certain aspects.
Of course, these are just excuses.
She was just idle and bored at the moment, like making up irresponsible stories.
"This apple, he sells it very well. The princess fell in love with it as soon as she saw its red appearance. Now she knelt down and took a closer look."
"She asked the dwarf, are your apples sweet? Are they cooked?"
"The dwarf finally saw the princess's face clearly. She is indeed Snow White, with snow-white skin."
"He also became happy and said it was sweet and cooked. If not, I bought two and went back to try them."
The princess was also moved.
"Then how do you sell your apples?"
The dwarf said, "The ones we got from abroad cost 40 yuan per pound, which is not expensive."
The princess hesitated.
40 yuan per pound of apples is too expensive.
"It's not expensive, it's not expensive," the dwarf said quickly, "Look how delicious these apples are, how sweet they are, and crunchy and crunchy. You can buy them and take them home to make pear soup. If not, you can still soothe your throat."
The little girl shook her braid in confusion, always feeling that something was wrong, but she just couldn't figure it out.
The father understood it. He turned his head and trembled, but his ears stood up high.
To be honest, this behavior speaks volumes.
However, as a storyteller, Ding Wei is not afraid of readers' comments. She does not change her expression.
"The princess said, that won't work. A bowl of pear soup costs dozens of yuan, so it's not cost-effective."
In the end she didn't buy it.
…
"Ah!" the little girl's eyes widened. "Why doesn't she buy it? This dwarf works so hard, doesn't she like it?"
Ding Wei shook her head, "No, it's the dwarf who doesn't like the princess anymore."
"Why? Isn't this Snow White with snow-white skin?"
Ding Wei also sighed.
"Yes, this Snow White has snow-white skin. But she has no money."
"Think about it, why does the dwarf want to marry a princess? Is it just to have children?"
"Definitely not! He's just an apple seller. He must be a dowry for Princess Tu. The princess can't even afford 40 yuan a pound of apples. She must be poor. No way."
"What is such a poor princess doing here? There is no dowry."
"Besides, if the princess is so poor, the king must not treat his daughter well. Or the country's economic development is not good and it is too backward. Such a backward country will end sooner or later."
"When the dwarf thinks like this, he doesn't want to marry the princess."
…
After hearing this story, the father and daughter were silent for a long time in the car.
I don’t know what the father’s face looks like anymore, it’s so weird and weird that I can’t describe it.
This story sounds messy, but if you think about it carefully, it seems to be quite interesting.
However, because the painting style is so weird, as a father, I no longer know what expression to use to express it.
Instead, the little girl frowned and thought for a while, then asked abruptly:
"But the princess never knew that the dwarf wanted to marry her. Isn't this the dwarf's own idea?"
