Brigitte Lin was aggressive and meant not to give up. Xie Zhiwu felt a little upset, "Mom, it's just such a thing, are you? I apologized, I'm sorry, can't you?"
"Yes!" Brigitte Lin slapped off the antique table lamp with an angry slap, "Who is your second Miss Xie, who can pass the sky? What is it to be angry with your parents!"
Xie Zhiwu originally entrusted the beautiful scenery to a song with red eyes that dared not make a sound. When the song was about to hold it upstairs, Liangchen and Tiantian didn't know if they heard the sound and ran downstairs.
Zhige held the beautiful scenery in one hand, and held the other hand through the day. Mo Jingshun looked at his father-in-law and mother-in-law, and then looked at the strong ox-like sister-in-law, shook his head, and turned to pull Liangchen. Meijing and Tiantian were taken upstairs, but Liangchen stood at the corner of the stairs and threw away Mo Jingshun's hand. Xie Zhiwu saw his son's worried and immature face. She really didn't want him to see him like this, so she said to him with a cold voice, "Xie Liangchen, turn back, go upstairs and go back to the room!"
Without waiting for a good time to respond, Brigitte Lin fryed the pot again.
Xie Zhiwu was helpless, "That's my son."
"It's your son that you can be so fierce to him?!"
"You are more fierce to me than I am to him."
"That's because you are not behaved!" Brigitte Lin's two big eyes are bigger than a cow. "Look at you, and then at the song, what evil did I do to give birth to you such an unfilial girl! The same is true. Having a baby, your sister had a baby in October and it was delicious and delicious. Someone was waiting for you. Your brother-in-law called an inch. What about you? You ran outside alone and nobody took care of them. Their father only knew when the children were so old. Now I don’t know if I will marry you responsibly! What if you are two in your life? Who will be grateful to you?!"
Lin Qingxia almost shouted something, Xie Tian couldn't stop her anymore. Even the beautiful Mo Jingshun and the Song of Heaven stood silently beside Liang Chen.
Liangchen is still standing there in a small group, which makes Xie Zhiwu feel embarrassed. The feeling is even more embarrassing than the whole world knows that she has Mo Jingyao's child, but he still doesn't want her to come.
"What do you want from me? Mom, what do you think of me?!" Xie Zhiwu desperately suppressed her trembling, and looked at Lin Qingxia faintly, "I lied to you to remove the child, and you were annoyed. I’m telling you now that they have grown up safely and healthily, why are you still angry? There are two choices for one question, neither of which will win your favor. How do you want me to choose? Yes, I’m wrong, I won’t This problem should have a chance to exist, but it already exists. What do you want me to do? If I have the ability to turn back time, why stand here and let my son look at me so embarrassed?!"
"I'm not as good as the song, don't you think so from childhood? But, you blame me for being too independent, for making my own decisions about everything, for not discussing with you, have you ever thought about why?! "
Xie Zhiwu sucked her nose, and forced the tears that rolled in her eyes back, "You, and Dad. Didn't you two often run away to your two-person world without leaving a single word? Every time you disappear silently, the song has to cry for a long time. There are only two of us in this family. One of us is crying, and the other must be strong. There is no choice. So I knew it when I was eight years old. Wake up half an hour early in the morning, Wake Song arranges breakfast for the two of us. When I was eleven years old, I had already started to supervise Song, and I had to decide which school to go to for her when I was older. It’s useful, our lives, every decision we make, these years have all been made by me learning to make decisions bit by bit. Finally, I can finally stop bothering you and restrain you from the responsibility of parents. You are here now. Blame me for being too autonomous."
"Mom, you forced me to do all these things. You made me like this. Why do you blame me now?! You brought me up like this, what can I do?!"
Feeling too excited, Xie Zhiwu couldn't help raising her voice. Brigitte Lin had already sat back on the sofa with a pale face, while Xie Tian lowered her head and smoked a cigarette.
Xie Zhiwu felt wronged to the extreme, and she didn’t want to say another word. She walked towards Liangchen and took his little hand upstairs. When approaching the corner, she looked up at her son, but still I couldn't help but speak again, "I think you still understand some things wrong. I never gave them to make Mo Jingyao responsible for marrying me, and I don't need anyone to be grateful. This is my choice alone. They are my own children. I love them very much. I think if I really have the ability to go back in time, I would still make the same decision five years ago without hesitation."
"Because I loved their dad very much at the time. Later, I loved them even more. Since my love was given, I couldn't take it back. Even if I didn't get a response, I never regretted it. Every step in the past was I came out on my own, and I never questioned every decision I made."
Xie Zhiwu didn't go downstairs during lunch time, holding his head and holding an ostrich under the bay window.
When Liangchen brought the dinner plate up to push the door, what he saw was an unprecedented dilemma to his mother.
My mother is so awkward, it's rare to be mighty for five minutes, so that a heart of worship has secretly risen in his heart, and in a blink of an eye he actually doubled back.
Seeing his son walking to the front with his things cautiously, Xie Zhiwu was moved in his heart, "It's still my son that hurts people. The goddamn Mo Jingshun and Xie Zhige knew that I was hungry all morning, and they didn't even have a glass of water. Bring it to me."
Liangchen put the dinner plate on the low table aside, and finally heaved a sigh of relief after confirming that it was correct. The other person was too small and the dinner plate was too big. When he went upstairs, he almost rolled down the stairs with the plate several times.
"They are busy coaxing grandma, how can they have the time to deal with you, an unfilial daughter."
Xie Zhiwu instantly exploded her hair, "Then who looks at the beautiful scenery?!"
"She drank the medicine and didn't know how sweet she slept. Every day I hope she can get up and play, and she is lying on the bedside waiting without blinking." Liangchen finished speaking and snorted coldly, "You are really good. My mother is so angry."
"Uh..." Xie Zhiwu pointed her fingers together, "Your grandmother..."
"I was so angry that I haven't stopped yet."
"Crying for a few hours?!" This time the problem is big.
Xie Zhiwu's face was full of sadness, but the old god was sitting on the side and raised his legs, "I can remember, if you are fierce to me in the future, I will treat you like your grandmother."
When a certain unfilial girl heard this, her face was instantly overwhelmed.
"Good time, son..."
The unscrupulous mother leaned in front of her son with a smile, and was about to stretch out her claws, when the phone on the table suddenly rang. Xie Zhiwu grabbed it and took a look. Mo Jingyao's name was flashing on the photo of the beautiful scenery. (To be continued) (End of this chapter)