The sweet marriage of the eighty daughter

Chapter 102 Supporting Jiang Yishui to Dad

Xiang Changyou stared at Song Yu calmly with piercing eyes. He didn't speak for a few seconds, but Song Yu was confused. He stroked his hair subconsciously and smiled unnaturally, "Uncle Xiang, what's wrong? What's wrong? Did I say the wrong thing?"

Xiang Changyou didn't answer her question directly, but lowered his head, put the photo back into the envelope, and didn't hand it back to Song Yu, but put it in his pocket, "First of all, I thank you for saying That sentence, you don’t want these photos to spread and have a bad influence, so you sent them to me specially!”

"Of course! I am...".

"Listen to me!" Xiang Changyou raised his eyebrows and smiled, his arrogant expression was very similar to Xiang Dong, "I think the same as you, and I don't want these photos to be left out, so I accepted them today! But I still can't help but ask you, where did this photo come from?"

"This..." Song Yu's big eyeballs whirled around, trying to make up a reason, but he couldn't make up any plausible reason for a while.

It's also because she is too confident.

I thought that Xiang Changyou would be furious after seeing the photo, and with his eloquent tongue, Xiang Changyou must have no time and energy to ask other questions.

But the result?

Xiang Changyou continued to ask aggressively, "I took a cursory glance just now, and this photo is a snapshot. How could it be so accurate? This shows that someone has been following her for a long time, so what is the purpose of following my daughter-in-law? No Will it be for no reason? Is this trying to punish my son? To punish me? Or to destroy this family?"

"I didn't mean that, I was..."

Song Yu let it go in a panic, and immediately stopped obediently, and corrected her voice, "I mean, I don't know what the purpose of the person taking the photo is, but I think... Anyway, I am Help you put this down!"

"Oh!" After all, Xiang Changyou is a person who has experienced the wind and rain. When something happens, he is not in a hurry, and nodded lightly, "Since you said that, let me thank you for your worry and kindness! There are a few words I want to say more!"

"You say!"

"First, I don't care what kind of relationship you had with Xiangdong before, or if it's really like what you said, you might have made friends for a while..."

Xiang Changyou coughed lightly, "Ahem, of course, this is all subject to my investigation, and I can't just listen to your side! But then again, even if you two had a really good time, that's in the past! Xiang Dong is already married , He is a married man, he must be extremely loyal to his marriage, be responsible for his promises and oaths, and take care of his wife and family. This is a good husband, and you should not disturb their lives anymore. Don't worry about the past anymore!"

Song Yu lowered her head in embarrassment.

I really don't know how to reply.

Xiang Changyou continued, "Song Yu, you are Lao Song's daughter, and your family has received a good education since childhood. You should understand that no matter what the reason is, it is a very shameful thing to get involved in other people's marriages. This behavior is morally and legally unacceptable!"

"I do not have……"

"If you don't take action, you can't just think about it!" Xiang Changyou's voice raised, and his tone became more serious, "Girls must know how to love and respect themselves. You have to respect yourself before others will respect you! That's all. On one point, maybe my daughter-in-law is a little village girl, not as good as you in terms of status and family, but she is frank, she speaks out when she has something to say, and doesn't engage in any conspiracy. This may be the reason why Xiang Dong is willing to marry her. "

"..."

"Also, you said that you should marry a virtuous wife, and I agree! So, even if Jiang Yishui is a vulgar person who can't read big characters, as you said, as long as she is virtuous and not hypocritical, and knows how to take care of my son, Xiang Dong is happy for herself, no one else, including me, has the right to dictate their marriage! Except for Xiang Dong's decision, no one can kick her out of our Xiang family."

The meaning is clear.

Song Yu's sowing dissension did not work.

She said awkwardly, "Then... am I meddling in my own business?"

He waved his hand to Changyou, "How should I put it? I believe in Xiangdong's vision, love the house and the crow, even if I feel that Jiang Yishui is not very satisfied, I will try my best to open my heart to accept her. In addition, I also believe that the two of them I have the ability to deal with the turmoil in life, I only have one sentence for you, as long as you don't make trouble, I will be grateful!"

"..."

"Finally, I will give you a famous saying. People must humiliate themselves, and future generations will humiliate them. People must respect themselves, and future generations will respect them! I hope this matter will stop here! Don't continue to make trouble! I can talk to you so peacefully. If you talk about it, it may not be possible to go east."

This is also a warning.

Song Yu's face was as red as a big apple.

Stealing chickens will not lose rice.

Originally, I wanted to buy it in front of Changyou, but in the end, it was self-defeating. I let him scold me with a gun and a stick, and I also exposed my character by the way, making the other party look down on me. The next loss was huge, and the scheme to win over this future "old father-in-law" failed, and it was really not easy to stink Jiang Yishui.

Song Yu couldn't continue singing the drama he had prepared, so he simply turned around and was about to go out.

Xiang Changyou raised his voice to stop her, "Wait a minute!"

Bending down, picked up the fruit she brought in the hall, and stuffed it into her arms, "Take it back and eat it yourself, I have everything here! Thank you for visiting me!"

No more words, and made a "please" gesture.

This is embarrassing!

Song Yu hugged the can, and didn't know whether to keep it for others or just take it away. After a little hesitation, he could only trot and disappear into the night like a bereaved dog.

After she left.

Xiang Changyou sat in the living room and lit a cigarette, smoking silently for a while.

He looked up again at the clock on the wall.

It's just after 8:30, which is still early.

Changyou Xiang put out the cigarette butt in his hand, stood up, took off the coat from the hanger, wrapped it around his body, opened the door, and went straight to Shuaifu Street.

When I went to my son's small courtyard, I saw that the courtyard door was not locked, and there was a leak in the gap.

Xiang Changyou didn't hesitate, he simply stepped forward and opened the door, and walked slowly into the yard.

look up...

The lights in the main room were dimly lit, and Jiang Yishui could still be seen walking back and forth vaguely.

Xiang Changyou coughed lightly, stepped forward and knocked on the door lightly.

Almost immediately.

Jiang Yishui's smiling face appeared by the door, and he blinked his eyes in disbelief, "Uncle Xiang, I just heard a noise outside and a cough, and I vaguely feel like you? Why are you here?" La?"

She still called "Uncle Xiang".

Although Jiang Yishui seems easy-going, but he is a very stubborn person in his heart. Since she had a little unpleasantness because of this title last time, she didn't change her words automatically, and posted it and called it "Dad"...

let it go!
Jiang Yishui moved to the door, "Come in, isn't it cold outside?"

Then he raised his voice and shouted "to the east!"

Hearing the noise, Xiangdong came out from the bedroom inside. When he saw his father, he was a little surprised, "Dad, it's so late, what's the matter?"

"No! I went out for a walk, and I happened to be at your door, so I just wanted to come over to say hello, and I haven't seen you for several days!"

Xiangdong nodded, "I've been a little busy recently, why don't I review my homework!"

Xiang Changyou looked over his son's shoulder and looked into the bedroom...

The furniture inside is very simple, a big clean bed, a set of quilts are neatly stacked on the head of the bed, a desk is placed by the wall, the desk is full of books, and a small ironed yellow desk lamp is on.

The most conspicuous thing is that the small white porcelain bowl under the desk lamp is steaming. The steam in the light is like a slow-motion picture. In the silent night, it looks extraordinarily warm.

Walking over to Changyou, he looked down at the book and saw different points were outlined with pens of various colors. From the corner of his eye, he glanced at the small bowl. There were two poached eggs in it, and there was a white porcelain on the side of the bowl. Spoon.

Xiang Dongxian smiled coquettishly, "Yi Shui made this for me, I have to give it to me for supper, I'm such an old man, and I'm not confinement, what kind of eggs do I eat?"

Even though he said that, his tone was full of satisfaction.

Xiang Changyou patted his son on the shoulder, "Review well, it's only a few days before the college entrance examination?"

"Well! 35 days!" Xiang Dong was full of confidence, "Dad, don't worry, I think it's fine!"

"Don't take it lightly!"

"Know!"

"..."

Jiang Yishui frantically poured tea in the living room.

Xiang Changyou refused, "Don't be busy, I'm just passing by, come in and take a look, I'm leaving now, I won't delay you!"

Jiang Yishui is really virtuous, "Have you eaten yet? I'm serving you a bowl of noodles?"

"Yes! Dad!" Xiang Dong echoed his daughter-in-law, "How about eating a bowl of noodles before leaving? Try Yishui's cooking skills? She cooks delicious food!"

"No! Another day!" Xiang Changyou took a rough look around the room, "The conditions here are not bad, what about your second uncle? Does he not live here?"

Xiangdong tapped the opposite bedroom with his chin, "He was tired from working during the day and went to bed early!"

"Oh, that's it!" Xiang Changyou looked sideways at the half-knit men's sweater in the chair, then turned to look at Jiang Yishui, with concern in his tone, "Didn't you also work in a restaurant during the day? When you get home from get off work, pay more attention to rest, don’t knit sweaters day and night, do housework, you are a girl, don’t be too tired, especially stay up late!”

Jiang Yishui smiled and nodded in agreement, "Got it."

To be honest, my impression of Xiang Changyou has improved a bit.

Still those words, sometimes interpersonal relationship lies in getting along and communicating slowly.

Xiang Changyou didn't stay any longer, lowered his voice, exchanged some pleasantries, and then left the gate.

Jiang Yishui is a smart man.

Just stopped at the door.

I know that the father and son may have to say a few words of their own.

Xiangdong continued to send his father to the alley, and when he was about to break up, Xiang Changyou suddenly said, "Wait a minute, I have a few words to tell you!"

"Ok?"

"What I mean is, if it's inconvenient to live here with Wu Zhiyuan, then you can move in and live with me and take your wife with you. I have no problem, we are all family after all!"

Xiang Changyou sighed softly, "I know, when I met Yishui for the first time, maybe you misunderstood, and more or less felt that I was not very enthusiastic? But I have to explain again, I am a human being Slower, although it looks like a smiley face, but that doesn't mean I have a prejudice against Yishui! When you become a father one day, you will understand: the wish of the elders is very simple, as long as the children live well. "

"..."

"I took a rough look just now. Yishui is a girl who knows how to live. She knows that she loves you, and the house is very clean. You have to be grateful and treat others better. Don't say anything else. After all, she is suffering with you. Those who come here in the days, men, want to share the hardships with women, and even more so, share the joys and sorrows with them!"

Xiang Changyou's three views are still very positive.

What kind of father can teach what kind of son, family factors are very important!
Xiang Dong nodded seriously, "Dad, I understand!"

"Well! Now that you're married, live your life well, don't think about those other messes, the women in the past must be completely broken, and you must not break the ties. I heard that you and Song Yu seem to..."

"Don't! Stop it!" Xiangdong 100 people don't want to hear Song Yu's name, "Dad, where did you get the news? Song Yu and I have never been at odds, and we have never had any relationship. She can't even be considered a friend, let alone a former woman! Don't talk nonsense, if Yi Shui hears about this, I will kneel on the washboard!"

"Oh! It's fine if you don't have one! I just want to remind you!" Xiang Changyou thought for a while, and decided to hand over these photos to his son, "Xiang Dong, there will be such and such things in marriage. If something happens, you can't escape, these photos...you can figure it out yourself!"

I'm done talking.

Turn around and leave.

Holding the kraft paper envelope in Xiang Dong's hand, he was still a little dazed. He opened the envelope and looked at the photo in the afterglow of the street lamp.

I froze for a while.

He just walked home absent-mindedly.

After entering the door, he sat down at the desk and scratched the table with his fingers subconsciously.

Jiang Yishui saw his abnormality.

Walk over slowly.

Touching his shoulder with one hand, his voice was low and soft, "Xiang Dong, what's the matter? Your father came suddenly tonight, there must be something wrong? Tell me..."

(End of this chapter)