"With Chen."
Song Shiwei knew that her mother would not like to hear this answer, and she also felt the oppression that came to her face.
"Climb the Baiyun Mountain."
However, even facing her mother's gaze, Song Shiwei still said it calmly.
"broken!"
Song Zuomin sighed quietly in his heart.
The moon is bright outside the window, but I can foresee the storm tonight.
"no!"
Sure enough, Professor Lu refused this request word by word.
"I said everything. I don't agree with your relationship with Chen Zhu, why don't you listen?"
"I am your mother, will I harm you? You and Chen Jie are from two circles. I have known his parents' work and are just ordinary working-class people."
"I was indeed a little shaken before, thinking about your contact and taking a look, but then I found out that I was wrong."
"You have a partner with a boy from a family like him. You have no common language and hobbies, no harmonious living habits, and no reasonable plan for the future... My mother has observed many such boys. They are very stingy and always care about the gains and losses of interests."
"If you don't believe me, wait and see. Maybe Chen will remember the money for you to go out for dinner, just wait for some time to get back through other methods."
Professor Lu became more and more excited as he spoke.
Some of them are just her observations and social experience of "Phoenix Man", and they are also put into Chen Zhan out of thin air.
These observations were not incorrect, but she had prejudiced her previous attitude towards Chen Zhu.
So no matter what Chen said and did, Lu Man seemed to be wrong.
There is a saying that people have a big mountain of prejudices.
“Not that exaggerated.”
However, Song Zuomin had a good impression of Chen, and these messy conclusions were "I remember everything about having a meal in my heart, and I'll come back in the future..."
I have been in contact with Chen Jae more than once. If he is such a person, can't he still see it?
"Chen is very capable. He started his own business from scratch and was able to win over a group of adults to follow him to do things. He could not be too slim or too petty."
Song Zuomin started out and said: "No matter how well he understands human nature, he is still a freshman. If he had not satisfied his employees materially, why should he believe him?"
"That's just pretending!"
Lu Man choked her husband back with just one sentence: "I was lucky and started a zhongda learning website. He didn't do anything practical, he just sat behind the scenes to collect money. What can I not be generous when I am generous with others?"
"No matter how rich you are, you are just a rich man!"
In anger, Professor Lu said this.
"...You are not like what a university professor says, and your level is too low."
Song Zuomin shook his head: "How come Zhongda Learning Network was lucky? Many of you Huanong students have found part-time jobs on it and solved the problem of tuition and living expenses. Isn't this a practical matter?"
Lu Man's mouth moved, as if he wanted to refute, but he could not find any reason at this point.
However, for married women, if she doesn't refute when a quarrel, it does not mean that she has given up.
She will regain the place in other unrelated places.
This is a common method for married women, which has nothing to do with identity or age.
"Song Zuomin."
Professor Lu had a very beautiful and bookish face and suddenly looked at her husband coldly: "So you think my level is low now, right?"
"Not as good as those young and considerate female subordinates in your company, right?"
Lu Man's eyes were also red: "Do you think I want to become like this? Isn't it all for this family and my daughter! It's been more than a month since the Chinese New Year, and you've been on business trips and have never had a few meals at home. If I hadn't reminded you, would you remember your daughter's birthday?"
"Why don't I remember it? Otherwise I could go home today?"
Song Zuomin was really irritable. Isn’t it okay to just talk about things? I have to go to other places at any time.
Even if I stayed with the group secretary, I felt that I was not under great pressure to be with my wife.
This is true. With Song Zuomin's status in the group, he can joke with the secretary at will, and the top leader will not keep it in mind.
"Okay, okay, if it weren't for my daughter's birthday, you wouldn't have gone home."
Unexpectedly, Professor Lu caught the pain point of Lao Song's words: "After the 16th, you can continue to go back to the office, take the office as your home, and come back next year on your daughter's birthday!"
"you……"
Faced with these unreasonable remarks, Song Zuomin felt that his chest was about to explode.
Is this what I want to express?
Why do you always deliberately misinterpret what I mean and then use it as a reason for a quarrel?
Song Zuomin really wanted to throw things hard, but his years of high-ranking career made him unaccustomed to venting his anger in this way.
He wanted to quarrel with his wife at the top of his lungs, but he felt that he still had to take into account the image of his parents in front of his daughter.
As for taking action, it is even less considered.
All kinds of thoughts circulated in my mind, and finally poured down like moonlight, and finally turned into a disappointed pale on the windowsill.
"I mean..."
Song Zuomin breathed a sigh of relief and said powerlessly: "My daughter has grown up, and she has her own choice and thinking. As parents, we can make appropriate suggestions, but we cannot over-engage, and we must learn to let go."
"I won't agree!"
Lu Man refuted without hesitation: "I raised my daughter. You can say these irresponsible words, but I can't."
Professor Lu means that what her husband calls "learning to let go" is actually a manifestation of irresponsibility.
This made Lao Song, who had finally calmed down, feel angry again.
A woman who is angry can always use one or two sentences to instantly make a man who only wants to solve the problem angry.
"Why is this called irresponsibility? Don't you feel that suffocating Weiwei's shackles?"
"Sorry, I don't think this is called a shackle! Do you have to let Weiwei ignore the bright future and fall in love with an ordinary boy?"
"First of all, I think there is nothing wrong with ordinary boys. Secondly, Chen is not an ordinary boy. He just didn't meet your requirements. You are so arrogant Ivy League elites, in my opinion, are just some fools."
"Please be careful when speaking. My nephew, nieces and their lover are both graduates from Ivy League schools. Are you scolding them?"
...
As the quarrel between middle-aged couples is about to intensify.
A cold but calm sound suddenly penetrated.
"I'm going to rest."
Song Shiwei said.
It was like a volcano that was about to erupt, suddenly covered by a cover.
Song Zuomin and Lu Man stopped at the same time.
After all, they were still people with identities and soon realized that their behavior just now was like an old woman scolding the streets in an alley.
"Fortunately, my daughter is here, otherwise it would have been a big fight."
The couple flashed this idea at the same time.
Song Zuomin went to the living room without saying a word.
Lu Man also wanted to turn around and leave, but suddenly remembered something and warned sternly: "The day after tomorrow, you are not allowed to leave home!"
Song Shiwei did not speak or respond, but just closed the door indifferently.
With a "cuckoo" sound, the room became as quiet as death.
The volcano was covered by timely reaching out.
So, everyone was glad that the volcano did not erupt, but who could have discovered that the hand that covered the volcano was burned.
The pressure of parents quarrels actually transferred to this 19-year-old girl.
I don’t know how long I sat there, but my chest was still very stuffy. My mother’s domineering desire to control her body was once again trapped.
Song Shiwei stood up gently and opened the window with a "slam". The scenery outside was beautiful.
The dark Pearl River flows deep in the still water, and the brown clouds yawn lazy in the horizon. The thorough moon shines bright light and falls on the ground.
When the unrestrained river breeze blows, freedom spreads in the night.
"Is it free..."
Song Shiwei remembered the scene where Chen took him for a walk by the river that night.
Turn off the phone, don’t answer the phone, refuse to control, just want to take a walk.
The desire for freedom seemed to be the source of power to break free from the shackles. It prompted Song Shiwei to pick up his cell phone again and again, press his finger on Chen Jie's phone, but let it go again and again.
Should I say:
Chen, let’s hold hands on purpose in front of Professor Jie Lu!
or:
I also want to tell her that I like this boy very much, don’t think about breaking up!
Or:
Let's go elope!
...
Countless rebellious thoughts eventually came to fruition and turned into an actionable text message.
I feel wronged and pitiful.
"Chen, we will go climb Baiyun Mountain that morning on the 16th."
Song Shi sent a micro message.
"What time is it in the morning?"
Chen replied soon.
"Is it OK around three or four o'clock?"
Song Shiwei said.
"What does it mean?"
Chen asked: "Do you want to watch the sunrise and rise up?"
"no."
Song Shiwei said: "I want to come back early after I finish climbing, while my family is not awake."
Chen Jie was very smart. He quickly realized the problem and guessed: "Professor Lu doesn't allow me to celebrate my birthday with you?"
School Beauty Song didn't say much, but just replied briefly: "I thought about it."
This time, Chen was silent for a little longer, and then he calmly advised in the center of the text message:
"Since Professor Lu disagrees, I suggest not to fight violently. If she finds out, she may have to chat in your ears again."
"In fact, there are many ways to celebrate. We can pass it a day in advance so that we can climb mountains without violating her orders."
"Tomorrow will be a debate between the two classes of economy and finance. Let's go and see the fun first, and then climb the mountain in the evening. It will still be a wonderful day!"
"What do you think?"
Chen said this is a mature and polite statement, and it has been considered in all aspects.
Song Shiwei knew that Chen was for his own good.
Under the current circumstances, this is indeed the safest solution.
But I always feel that the shackle my mother gave me still has not been broken free.
Chapter completed!