Weather on Sunday, May 4: May blooms
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Spring is my favorite season, with green blooms and catkins fluttering, and the sun that is always warm and intoxicating in the sky. The most important thing is that this is the season of spring.
On such a typical spring weekend, Yi Fan dragged me out to go shopping, euphemistically calling it - having fun.
"Huh?" Walking on the road, I suddenly turned my head to look at him.
"What?" Yi Fan blinked innocently and looked back at me.
"Brother, are you holding on too tightly? My arms are numb." I broke away from him and swung my arms to complain.
"Nonsense, I didn't even feel it." Yi Fan quickly grabbed me and shook it hard.
I had no choice but to let him hold his hand, walked a few steps, and whispered: "Yi Fan, do you know, actually a long time ago... I wanted to hold your hand like this..."
Yi Fan also thought for a moment and said, "Then do you know that you were the one I wanted to sit across from me and have a blind date with me a long time ago?"
"So, you have been secretly in love with me for a long time?"
Yi Fan smiled and said nothing.
We walked like this, as if we could only see each other in the noisy crowd. Yi Fan's fingers traced the back of my hand, and I felt a tingling sensation. So when the phone rang, I finally broke free from his hand and hurriedly took out the phone from my bag.
"Hey, Dad, what's going on?"
With a smile, Yi Fan took the phone away from my right hand and stuffed it into my left hand. He took my right hand and stroked the back of my hand with his fingers. I glared at him and listened to my dad nagging on the phone.
"Xiaobei, why don't you go home now?"
"I'm... busy, very busy."
"Busy?" my dad asked suspiciously.
Yi Fan also showed an expression of "You are really good at this, you unemployed vagrant".
"The boss has a special mission." I explained vaguely.
Yi Fan smiled with satisfaction on the side.
"That's it, Xiaobei, Xiaobai came to see me yesterday and brought a girl with him."
I listened quietly, isn't this a good thing, but why is Professor Guan so dissatisfied with your tone
"I studied the girl from head to toe, and finally discovered a huge problem..."
My dad’s tone was very suspenseful, causing me to blurt out and ask, “What’s the problem?”
"Why isn't that girl you! Guan Xiaobei! What are you doing?! Why did you let such a good boy like Xiaobai go! What else are you looking for?!"
Ah, bad, I just remembered that Xiaobai and I had parted ways a long time ago and had never made it clear to my dad, so he still thought that it would be a matter of course for Xiaobai and me to settle down.
His excited voice came out from the receiver, and he poured out spicy, sharp and witty remarks around the topic of "When can Guan Xiaobei marry herself off?" Alas, Professor Guan, if you could perform to this level in class, students wouldn't form groups and skip classes.
I interrupted while he was drinking tea to soothe his throat: "Don't always be like this. It's not like I don't have anyone except Xiaobai. Maybe I can find a better one!"
"Better! You should bring one back to show me! You know how to fool me all day long! If you don't bring my son-in-law back on May Day, you don't have to come back!"
"If I don't reply, I won't..." But before I could finish my words, my dad hung up the phone angrily.
"What kind of father are you talking about, as if I can't get married." I complained and threw the phone back into my bag.
"Xiaobei, you didn't tell your parents that we were in love? You didn't even think about taking me to visit them?"
Yi Fan's tone was very dissatisfied, and I quickly explained: "We have just established a relationship now, I don't think there is a hurry. Also, you see, I don't want to see your parents at all, so I don't want to put myself in your shoes. I have arranged a project for you to meet your parents."
"I've given you the betrothal gift, how long do you want to wait?" Yi Fan took out his mobile phone, "Xu Ke, help me book two air tickets to R city on May 1st. Yes, one business and one economy .”
I was stunned: "Um... all your money is mine, I, I won't pay!"
"The company reimburses, I do business and you make money."
"You are so preventing me from going to your house..." Yi Fan asked suspiciously, "Are you nervous? Are you nervous when I go to visit my father-in-law and mother-in-law?"
"My dad is such a weird old man, he is very stubborn when it comes to things he knows for sure." I whispered.
"This is because you are worrying too much." Yi Fan took my hand and analyzed it bit by bit, "Look, I am in a hurry to marry my wife, and he is in a hurry to marry his daughter. In fact, we have a community of interests. We should get along well when we meet. We talked happily and hit it off immediately."
"It sounds like nothing happened to me in the meantime."
"Of course, whoever buys pork asks the pig for its opinion?"
I looked depressed when he teased me, but I heard him say: "Fool, are you still worried that if I can't compare to Xiaobai, your parents won't like me?"
This is true, Yi Fan's polite young and talented appearance has always been a target for both young and old. However, has he become too comfortable with the word "fool" recently
On May Day, I took Yi Fan home. I have never doubted that he would be a man liked by his elders, but I was worried that my father would put too much pressure on him.
Sure enough, after the mutual introduction, my dad asked with a dark face: "Yi Fan? Are you Xiaobei's boss? How did you two hook up?"
I tugged at my dad's sleeve: "You are an intellectual, so you should pay attention to your wording. What does 'hook up' mean?"
My dad threw away his sleeves and ignored me, pointed to the study and said to Yi Fan, "Come in with me."
I knew that he wanted to drag Yi Fan into his little dark room to have a "man to man" conversation. Although I extremely despised this obviously sexist approach, I had no reason to argue with that stubborn uncle. Looking at my dad's cold face, I started to worry about Yi Fan again, but he smiled at me gently: "Learn to cook from auntie, Xiaobei, I really can't eat the food you cook."
There was no room in the study, so I had to go to the small kitchen with my gentle and kind mother.
"Mom, how is Yi Fan?" I asked quietly.
"Not bad." My mother said absently while choosing the dishes.
I was a little dissatisfied: "It's just a good level?"
"You want me to tell the truth?"
"Um."
"Very good. It's a perfect level, worthy of your waste." My mother said that the color of the ground did not change, as if the person who had just received a negative score was a passerby.
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What a thunderbolt from the blue.
"A question has been bothering me for many years, and now I can finally ask it openly - are you my biological mother?!"
My mother stirred an egg and said leisurely: "Of course not. I got you when I was buying garlic sprouts. I originally wanted to pick and choose, but I got there late and you were the only one left, so I just took it home. Oh, if I had known that when I went to the stall next door to buy radishes, the kid at that stall seemed to be Yi Fan."
I was speechless for a long time, and then I managed to say: "Even if it's a match, don't you think it's your education, not the child's mistakes, that makes the difference between me and other children?"
"I have always insisted on the talent wheel. Children with good talents cannot be changed by any environment. Otherwise, it is all set up by the vegetable seller. Why is there such a big gap between you and Yi Fan?"
I was speechless again.
But, dear mother, I don’t know if you have noticed, but you have even raised Xiaoqiang to death. To be able to grow up safely under your hands so far, my genes are already very strong.
"I always thought that my dad was not good enough for you, but now I realize that you two are a perfect match."
My mother looked at me with airs for a long time: "Your attitude is unacceptable. You still want me to agree to continue our relationship with you?"
I was angry: "If you don't agree, you don't agree. My dad is here."
"Humph, let's wait until your dad nods."
Facts have proved that my mother and my father have been hanging out longer than me. There is nothing better than a wife who knows her husband well.
When we came out of the small dark room, my dad and Yi Fan actually lost the politeness they had when they first met. The two of them had dark faces and ignored each other. During lunch, there was a strange situation at the dinner table. My mother and I ignored each other, and Yi Fan and my dad ignored each other. When they occasionally talk, the language is polite and distant, and the conversation records can be recorded in the official greeting manuals of various countries' diplomats.
"What did you and my dad talk about?"
He gave me the word "hum" and didn't bother to talk about anything else.
I could only seize the opportunity and ask my dad: "What on earth did you and Yi Fan talk about?"
My dad gave me two words "hum, hum"!
This is so different from the scene of loving each other that I expected.
"Yi Fan, if you don't tell me the truth, I will consider whether to continue to get along with you. I am very traditional and cannot accept a marriage without my parents' blessing." I got angry and had to make this move.
He actually started to think about it carefully.
"You, you, you actually still think about it!"
Yi Fan opened his mouth: "Actually, we didn't say anything..."
"Yi Fan."
"Um?"
"Stop talking, there is a washboard in the bathroom, you can use it to kneel on. You actually considered it!"
After torturing Yi Fan to no avail, I had to turn to my mother for help: "Did my dad tell you what happened to them? It made me uneasy."
"Actually, it's nothing. The two of them had a disagreement about a certain historical issue. Your dad thinks Murong Chui is a love saint, but Yi Fan thinks he's too sentimental. So your dad misses Xiaobai especially now, because no matter what your dad says, That kid won’t argue with him.”
"..." I thought for a moment, "Mom, who is that person with the boring name?"
"What a big deal, what do you think?" During dinner, I finally couldn't bear it anymore.
"Being an academic means listening to different voices. If you can't even accept this opinion..." Yi Fan said unhurriedly.
"Why are you talking so much? Hurry up and apologize to my dad!" I shouted, "Dad! You can't rely on your old age to show off."
Due to my power, Yi Fan reluctantly apologized to my dad, and my dad reluctantly "hummed" to express his forgiveness.
I went crazy: "You can't do this. You are all the men I love. What do you want me to do if you are so unhappy?"
"It doesn't matter, even if I am kicked out of the house, I will stay with you forever."
"How dare she go with you without my consent!"
"Dad, if you keep doing this, I won't have any grandson to play with in the future!" I couldn't bear it anymore, so I finally used my trump card.
My dad instantly withered. He sat in his chair with trembling lips and muttered: "A married daughter throws away water. A married daughter throws away water."
Yi Fan glanced at my dad proudly and hugged my waist.
I broke away from him: "Don't be happy either. If you keep doing this, you won't want a son in the future!"
"My daughter is fine too," he said with a playful smile.
"Yi Fan, please continue to kneel on the washboard tonight."
Under the coercion and inducement of my mother and I, the two of them calmed down for a while, but when they were watching the game together, my father noticed that something was wrong with Yi Fan.
"Mom, why is my dad like this? Yi Fan is no worse than Xiaobai, so why is he so unpopular?" I complained when I went to the kitchen to bring fruits.
My mother said nonchalantly: "You don't know your father's temper? In fact, he fights with whoever has the right temper. When he was pursuing me when he was young, he often tormented me."
I thought for a while: "Ah, Yi Fan seems to be like this too. These two people really don't have any worries."
"So, hum, after I got along with your dad, I didn't let him off lightly. Come on, mom will teach you a few tricks. For example, kneeling on the washboard all the time is not good."
"Is it too harsh?"
My mother smiled and said: "You'll get tired of it. You can try changing to glass ballast, radiator or something."