Around 6 a.m., Yu Xiaoliang opened his eyes.
He hasn't returned to Zhusigang to spend the night for a long time. It's not that he doesn't want to, but his mother won't let him.
But when she came back from the restaurant yesterday, Grandma Yu heard that her son had messed up Tang Xiangyue's daughter's birthday party, so she was so happy that she made an exception and allowed Yu Xiaoliang to stay.
After Lao Yu woke up refreshed, he subconsciously wanted to touch his phone to check the time.
It turned out that the phone was turned off. After a moment of hesitation, it still didn't turn on.
He seemed to know that this thing contained many human worries.
If I don't open it, I can still pretend that I don't know anything.
If it is opened, it will be troubled by everything and there will be no peace.
"It's almost Chinese New Year, and there's nothing going on at the company. Let's go there later today."
Yu Xiaoliang thought.
In fact, it was because I had to meet Tang Xiangyue when I went to the office.
Liu Ye's birthday party turned out like this. She didn't know how angry she was. She would probably have a big quarrel with her when they met.
Let's just prepare breakfast for Xian Mei'er and enjoy this rare peace.
After making up his mind, Yu Xiaoliang got dressed and walked out of the bedroom.
The house was quiet, the mother and daughter were probably still sleeping, there was only a ray of sunlight mixed with mist, falling silently in the center of the living room.
Yu Xiaoliang gently closed the door and went downstairs. The community was quiet and peaceful in the early morning.
Taking a deep breath, the cold air penetrates into the lungs along the trachea, and there is a sense of comfort and freedom that makes the brain suddenly wake up.
Because it is almost the Spring Festival, you can see small red lanterns hanging everywhere, and occasionally there are firecracker debris on the ground that has not been swept away, and the strong New Year flavor surrounds you.
Lao Yu is very familiar with this community. After all, he has lived there for almost twenty years. If he takes just two steps, he can meet some acquaintances who get up early for a walk.
"Hey, Brother Yu is back! Look at this, did you sleep at home last night?"
"Yes, I have something to do and come back to stay."
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"Xiao Liang, your mother won me another 20 yuan yesterday playing mahjong, so let her prepare to lose it today!"
"Okay, let me talk to my mother."
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"Xiao Yu, a lightbulb blew out in my house this morning. You work in a property management company. You should be able to repair this."
"Okay Aunt Zhao, I'll go take a look after buying breakfast."
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They have all been old neighbors for many years, and even the tone of their greetings is cordial and natural.
But in Mingyue Community, Yu Xiaoliang didn't even know the last name of his neighbor.
I rush to and from work every day, feeling as numb as a machine, repeating a boring and tiring day.
Since marrying Tang Xiangyue, the past few years have passed so quickly that Yu Xiaoliang has almost no memories to praise after thinking about it again and again.
In other words, the best times in life were actually before his ex-wife passed away.
Yu Xiaoliang bought soy milk and fried dough sticks, then went to a neighbor's house to help repair the light bulb. When he returned home, he found that his mother and daughter were already awake.
"Why don't you get some more sleep during the winter vacation?"
Lao Yu asked while laying out breakfast.
"I want to steam some leaf cakes for Chen Zhu's parents and Professor Guan in the morning."
Yu Xian rubbed his eyes and said, "It can be eaten as snacks during the Chinese New Year, and it can also be used to entertain guests."
He picked up the hairpin from the cabinet and pinned his slightly fluffy long hair, revealing the back of his neck that looked like snow.
"oh."
Yu Xiaoliang nodded.
He met Professor Guan at the airport and knew that he was really serious about teaching his daughter.
So it’s understandable to make some snacks and pastries by hand and send them over.
But as for Chen Zhu, has Xian Meier already begun to be filial to her "parents-in-law"?
Lao Yu suddenly felt a little complicated. He knew that his daughter was a girl with deep-rooted traditional concepts.
Since I have met Chen Zhu's parents, I will naturally remember them in my heart.
But when doing these things, Xian Meier did not consult with her at all, as if the lives of father and daughter were already in two different circles.
"I may not have any say in Xian Meier's marriage and career in the future."
Yu Xiaoliang sighed.
Who is to blame? I can only blame myself for not fulfilling my responsibilities as a father.
During those two years of high school, my daughter was forced to develop an independent and tenacious character.
She is already very good now and will become even better in the future.
Frankly speaking, without me as a father, Xian Meier might be more relaxed.
Just like this birthday party.
Yu Xiaoliang understood that if it wasn't for him and Tang Xiangyue to live more harmoniously, his daughter would obviously not have to deal with that issue.
"That, that..."
While observing his daughter's expression, Yu Xiaoliang said hesitantly: "If I have time, I still want to have a meal with Chen Zhu's parents."
Lao Yu felt that no matter what, she was her daughter after all.
Even though Chen Zhu has performed very well so far, he still needs to meet his "in-laws", otherwise he will never be completely relieved.
"Um?"
Yu Xian stopped what he was doing and looked over for a moment.
Yu Xiaoliang mistakenly thought that his daughter was not happy, so he quickly added: "If it's not convenient, you don't have to worry."
"It's okay."
Yu Xian was just a little confused: "I thought you didn't have this intention, so I never mentioned it to Director Chen."
Yu Xiaoliang felt even more guilty when he heard this, and whispered: "Yes, yes..."
"Look at what you look like!"
At this time, grandma came out of the bathroom to wash up. Seeing her son's submissive expression again, she suddenly became very angry.
"Xian Mei'er is your daughter. If you have anything to say, just say it. There's nothing manly about bowing your head!"
Grandma Yu has the characteristic of the older generation Sichuan and Chongqing women who love to curse, especially towards this cowardly and weak son.
"Yesterday Chen brought Naguawa over."
Grandma said: "I think you are much better than you. You are doing everything smoothly and you are not so stingy as to dare to speak."
After returning home from the birthday party yesterday, Chen accompanied Lao Yu and Xiao Yu back to Zhusigang and met Grandma Yu.
Director Chen was surprised by the old man's good mental state. His face was rosy and his voice was loud. He even asked Director Chen to accompany him to set up the Dragon Gate Formation.
"He is a college student from a famous university. I am definitely not as good as him."
Lao Yu was not angry and said with a smile.
From the perspective of most father-in-laws, they hope that their son-in-law can be better than themselves.
In this way, the family can see hope extending upward, and the daughter will live a better life than she did in her natal family.
"It's that Guawa, there's so much in his eyes, no wonder Xian Mei'er wants to call him [Director]."
Grandma Yu muttered: "Anyone who can be a director is a human being! Xian Mei'er is a silly girl. I feel like I can't control him."
"He and I are in love now, and we will live together in the future."
Yu Xian took off a piece of fried dough stick, stuffed it into his mouth bit by bit, and said disapprovingly: "Why do you want to control him? I'm not Tang Xiangyue."
Lao Yu was cueed in front of his straightforward daughter, and he shook his shoulders unnaturally.
"I'm not talking about that kind of control, I'm talking about being able to know what he's thinking."
Grandma Yu asked her granddaughter: "Do you know what Chen Chu is thinking about every day?"
"I don't know~"
Yu Xian raised his head and said crisply: "But I just know that he has me in his heart~"
Seeing her granddaughter's proud expression, grandma was actually happy in her heart, but she still said angrily: "I've watched too much "Huanzhugege"!"
Grandma doesn't understand the term "love brain," but she feels that the love these young people have is similar to the scenes in "Huan Zhu Ge Ge," which was a hit a few years ago.
Three generations of the family chatted like this and finished breakfast.
In the morning, Lao Yu planned to help steam the leaf cake, so he asked his daughter to make noodles at home, and he volunteered to go to the market to buy food.
As soon as the door was opened, a black figure suddenly knelt down straight.
Yu Xiaoliang was so frightened that he took a few steps back, quickly blocked his mother and daughter from behind, and then asked cautiously: "Who are you?"
The black figure raised her head, only to see her lips were purple, her eyes were black, and her cheek was even more congested and swollen after being hit.
Several strands of her long hair were falling out. If it weren't for the familiar clothes and jewelry, Yu Xiaoliang would almost not dare to recognize her.
"Xiang, Xiangyue?"
Lao Yu asked tentatively.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...it's me."
Before Tang Xiangyue spoke, her voice was choked with sobs.
She suddenly knocked her head hard on the ground: "Old Yu, I know I was wrong. Please spare our family!"
Grandma Yu and Yu Xiaoliang looked at each other, not knowing what was going on.
Only Yu Xian's face was serious: "Director Chen said that she must not have good intentions when she kowtowed to us. She did the same at the birthday party yesterday. She actually wanted this house."
"Then we can't give her this chance!"
Without saying a word, grandma closed the door with a bang.
When the door closed, there was a huge wave of air, blowing Tang Xiangyue's hanging yellow hair flying in all directions.
She herself was stunned for a long time, and suddenly she leaned against the door and shouted: "I am simply admitting my mistake this time and apologizing. I have no other thoughts. You believe me!"
Chapter completed!