No matter how open-minded a middle-aged man of this age is, or how much he loves his only daughter, if you ask him now if he gave you a chance to have a son, would you be willing
Except for a few individuals, the absolute majority are still willing.
Even if those traditional things are not so obviously affected by external conditions, they are actually always there in their bones.
Due to various reasons, Ruan Aihua only has an only daughter. Of course he would not treat his baby daughter badly, but when He Ling came to talk to the couple about Ruan Qing's future children, he not only hoped that Ruan Qing would have more children, but also proposed that Ruan Qing's The idea of a child inheriting his or her side of the family name.
Everyone hit it off immediately.
It is planned to give Ruan Qing two children, one named He, who will inherit the assets of the He family, and one named Ruan, who will inherit the assets of the Ruan family.
Seems pretty fair, right? But it was agreed at that time that the eldest son would be named He and the second son would be named Ruan.
Ruan Aihua doesn't care what gender the eldest child is, but she very much hopes that the second child is a boy.
Men are still quite obsessed with this. If it is a girl, the next generation may not be able to distinguish her surname, and her surname will end in three generations.
These men have secret thoughts that are unique to them, but they are hidden in their hearts and never spoken out. But how could it be hidden from the person who has been sleeping with him for decades
Mother Ruan has seen it very brightly.
It’s almost like a novel.
Father Ruan coughed and said in a low voice: "Isn't that... pretty good? Think about it and get a son-in-law who comes to your house..."
Mother Ruan chuckled: "At the dinner table, someone asked your son-in-law what his background is? He is from a barren mountain and an old forest. What kind of education? No education. What kind of background? A poor background."
He was accustomed to opening his eyes at dawn and woke up very early.
So she hopes Ruan Qing will have more children.
Due to some reasons, Ruan's mother was unable to give birth to a younger brother or sister for Ruan Qing. She was always worried that Ruan Qing would be alone after she and her husband died.
My best friend’s lesson was bloody. Ruan's mother felt that instead of counting on a man, it was better to count on her own children.
Too honest.
As a result, after waiting for a long time, when I fell asleep, Twenty-seven didn't come.
Children born by oneself are definitely safer than those of men who are not related by blood.
Under the noses of Ruan Qing's parents, how could Twenty-Seven dare to be dishonest. I honestly stayed in the guest room for one night without causing any extraneous matters.
Ruan Qing opened his eyes the next morning: "..."
The surname Quan has no appeal to Ruan's mother.
I hate it so much that my teeth itch.
It's just that this matter has no conflict with her. She also hopes that Ruan Qing will have more children.
As for this young man, Twenty-Seven... Ruan's mother also admitted that she actually liked his manner of speaking and even his appearance. But he is really, not only a matter of poverty, but also a bit evil in his background.
A well-matched and respectable person is definitely safer than a poor Phoenix man.
Ruan Qing was actually secretly hoping that Twenty-Seven could quietly climb into her window in the middle of the night, just like he did in Laomeigou Village.
She understood this society clearly. Although her husband was not bad, for the younger generation, marriage was different from before and became more and more an economic relationship.
There is a sense of rebellion against the parents.
Moreover, she is a person with orthodox values. The "high-quality" man she likes is like He Ling, who has a good family and good education. It doesn't matter whether such children go out to work or inherit the family business, everything is fine.
What's better about Ruan Qing's house than the community in Jiangcheng is that it has a big yard and good privacy. Can practice in the yard.
Twenty-seven was doing morning exercises when he heard some noise. He stood up and turned around. Dad Ruan happened to come out of the house and saw him.
"You got up so early?" Dad Ruan was a little surprised.
Because it is really early, middle-aged and elderly people have little sleep, so they get up so early. If young people don't have to go to work, they would like to sleep until dark and then get up and stay up late.
It’s rare to see young people who don’t have to go to work getting up so early.
"I'm used to it." Twenty-seven said, "Work at sunrise and rest at sunset. You have to practice."
Father Ruan then remembered that this young man had lived a savage life in the mountains. He nodded and praised: "Actually, it's so healthy. Young people today are all confused between morning and dusk. They don't sleep at night and don't wake up in the morning. It's unhealthy."
What can Twenty-seven say
Everything Lao Taishan said is right! Even if he said that stones can blossom, Twenty-Seven would have to agree and say, "Yes, I have seen it with my own eyes."
He nodded hurriedly: "Uncle's schedule is also very healthy."
He looked at what Ruan's father was holding: "Uncle, what is this?"
Father Ruan took out the thing in his hand and waved it in the air. The long tassels drew a circle in the air. Don't tell me, it looked pretty good.
"This is Tai Chi Sword." Dad Ruan said, "I have to box and practice swordsmanship every day. It's very healthy."
Twenty-seven: "Oh."
"You know martial arts, right? By the way, you are from a Taoist sect." Ruan's father became interested, "Come on, come on, I will show you how to do the boxing. You can give me the palms and eyes to see how well I learn. "
Twenty-seven went over to take the sword very discerningly.
Weigh it, the portion is okay. But when Father Ruan drew the circle just now, he could tell from the light that there was no edge.
With a flick of his wrist, the unedged sword with its scabbard spun around in front of him and then directly behind him.
Twenty-seven stretched out his other hand: "Uncle, please."
hiss!
have a feeling!
Dad Ruan suddenly became energetic!
Leave it at home. In the past, when Qingqing was at home, the two of them could talk about martial arts novels and movies. After Qingqing went to college and left, no one could talk to him about this topic.
On the contrary, he and Uncle Qi have something in common.
Not with my wife. My wife doesn't like these things.
Now that there is a person in the family who is really good at kung fu, you can see that when he reaches out his hand, he shows off his expert aura.
no the same! It’s just different!
Father Ruan is in high spirits!
He walked to the middle of the open space—it was said that in order to practice boxing and sword practice, he even spent money to transform this open space in the yard. The ground is shaped like a Tai Chi diagram. Mother Ruan was still angry with him because of this. Because the whole house has a European-style appearance, he made a Tai Chi Bagua in the yard, which made Ruan's mother very unhappy.
But small cities developed late, and the new Chinese style trend only started in recent years. The property where the Ruan family is located is one of the oldest villas in Yan City. At that time, European style was popular and felt foreign.
Father Ruan walked to the middle of his Tai Chi Bagua and stood with his legs spread apart, concentrating.
Twenty-seven also became solemn.
Father Ruan took a deep breath, slowly raised his hand, and did a standing pose.
First a wild horse parted its mane, and then a white crane spread its wings.
"How is it?" Dad Ruan explained while showing it, "I am a very powerful teacher, the 88th generation direct descendant of the Nangong Tai Chi family."
He said: "If you ask him to teach, you have to be picked up and dropped off by car, and he teaches at home, and the price is 1,200 per class. Let me tell you, people especially carry forward our traditional culture, and we must have four-season rituals and apprenticeship ceremonies."
He hugged his knees and struggled to step, then waved his pipa: "It's so complicated and demanding, and I waited in line for several months to get the qualification."
Twenty-seven: "..."
Inexplicably, I feel a little distressed about the 1,200 tuition fee for that class.
Father Ruan's left arm was curled up, and the right arm was curled up, and he said smoothly: "My teacher, Master Nangong, has long hair like you. Qingqing's mother was stupid last night. She asked me how Xiaowen can have long hair?" You think it’s stupid or not? I say of course it’s because Xiaowen grew up in a Taoist temple.”
"But Master Nangong doesn't wear pigtails. His style is very authentic. He wears his hair in a bun and inserts a hairpin."
"Especially has that elegant air of a worldly master."
In fact, in ancient times, only those dandies and gay men on the street wore their hair disheveled, and serious people should wear their hair in a bun. In order to please Ruan Qing, twenty-seven had her hair styled the way she liked.
Look, it turns out that the elders also think that wearing your hair in a bun is the proper way to look. Although a thousand years have passed, the traditional aesthetic is still there.
Twenty-seven had to quickly defend himself: "I originally wore my hair in a bun, but I often made people laugh when I walked on the street. Ruan Qing also said it didn't look good, so he asked me to wear my hair in braids."
"Hey." Ruan's father was very disdainful, "Her aesthetics are just a little bit of fresh meat. Superficial!"
Twenty-seven eyes, nose and nose, mind.
Father Ruan finished a set of Tai Chi, exhaled for a long time, and closed the pose.
"How was it?" he asked enthusiastically. After practicing for several years, I feel that I have a good level and artistic conception.
Twenty-seven cheered: "The looseness is soft and smooth, and it lasts forever!"
Father Ruan was happy when he heard this and tapped his fingers in the air: "Expert! I'll know you are an expert as soon as I hear it!"
He wanted to get his sword back from Twenty-Seven.
Twenty-seven turned his wrist, and the sword turned around. Without seeing how it turned, it was held by his hands and slightly held forward. He also leaned forward slightly, very respectful and smelled like that!
Father Ruan's outstretched hand stopped midway and then took it back: "Practice for me."
He then added, "You know how to sword, right?"
Twenty-seven said: "I major in swordsmanship, and I only dabble in swordsmanship."
Father Ruan really likes the way Twenty-Qi talks.
If you are someone else, you would say "you know a little bit"; if you are twenty-seven, people would say "you have some experience".
Traditional culture is really lost in modern times! It’s heartbreaking!
Ruan's father encouraged him and said, "It's okay. You can practice for me."
As he spoke, he crossed his arms and stepped aside.
Lao Taishan has his destiny, how dare he disobey it.
Moreover, Twenty-seven now has nothing to offer, and only has the skills to follow him through time and never leave.
Lao Taishan has a strong interest in ancient martial arts, which is a major benefit to Twenty-Seven. If he doesn't show it off now, he will wait until later.
Twenty-seven walked to the center and hugged Dad Ruan.
Father Ruan straightened his body and returned the gesture with fists in his hands.
There are not many opportunities like this, and if you do this normally, you would look silly. It is rare to have such a person who allows Dad Ruan to immerse himself in the ancient style.
He was also very happy and cheerful.
Putting down his hand, he looked at Nianqi in the yard and suddenly felt something was wrong.
Why did the gentle and polite temperament of the young man disappear when he stood up
Why does it seem like it has been replaced
Ruan Qing slept comfortably and yawned when she went downstairs. Ruan's mother was already on the first floor.
Habitually criticizing her: "I just know how to sleep in, come over and have breakfast."
Ruan Qing was speechless, what time is it? This is because of the inertia she has developed by getting up early every day. She won't really have a good nap until tomorrow!
Sitting down at the dining table, she looked around: "Where's my dad? Where's Twenty-Seven?"
She just passed by the guest room on the second floor and took a look. Twenty-seven was no longer in the room.
Mother Ruan said, "In the yard, I'm watching your dad do Tai Chi."
She just took a look into the yard and saw that the old man was performing his authentic Tai Chi from the Nangong family.
Show off your stink.
Ruan Qing took two mouthfuls of porridge, and two men, one old and one young, came in one after another.
Huh? What's wrong
Why are her dad's eyes so straight
(End of chapter)