First love after marriage

"Do you work overtime on weekends?" I'm a little puzzled. My father only worked overtime day and night when he started his business. When the company got up, he rarely worked overtime again.

My mother didn't speak, but got up from the bed. She stretched out and leaned against the head of the bed. At this time, her eyes fell on the girl.

It's strange that my mother is usually very enthusiastic when she sees Nannan, but today she still looks very gloomy when she sees Nannan. Nannan wants to hold her grandmother. My mother is also very reluctant and pushes the child aside.

My heart suddenly tightened and I wondered, what's the matter with my mother? Why is she so cold to her daughter? Is it menopause?

"Mom, you help me look after the children. I'll clean up the house. The house is too messy. Are you and my father busy? Why don't you clean up your house? "

I was about to get up and clean up the house, but my mother stopped me.

"Clean up? Don't clean up! " My mother said coldly.

I was stunned: "the house is so chaotic, why don't you clean up the house? No wonder my father has to work overtime. His home is so chaotic. He certainly doesn't want to stay at home! " I joked with a smile.

"Hum, even if you clean up, your father doesn't want to be at home. There's no need to clean up!" My mother said that she had sat up and lay down straight again.

I suddenly realized that my parents must have quarreled and lost their temper.

In my impression, my parents hardly quarrel. Even if they quarrel, it is a small quarrel. After all, living together, trivial things will happen again.

But there has never been such a situation as today, because of quarrels, even life is not good.

"Mom, what do you say? My father used to stay at home with you when he was free. You are so busy at work. Sometimes he has to make up classes on weekends, which ignores my father!" I couldn't help defending my father.

My mother didn't speak, she sneered.

Seeing her posture, I think such a mother looks very strange, and she can't help getting a pile of goose bumps.

I was about to call my father and ask him to come back for dinner. Suddenly I heard the sound of the door being opened. I knew it was my father who came back.

"Mom, my father is back. I'll cook delicious food for you!" Of course, I'm very happy that my father came back in time, so I can help clean up the house. I also want to take this opportunity to reconcile my conflicting parents.

My father didn't know I was back at this time. I wanted to surprise him. I quietly walked to the door of the bedroom and observed my father's actions.

I wanted to find a suitable opportunity to jump out and scare him, but unexpectedly, my father's behavior scared me.

As soon as he entered the house and changed his shoes, he saw the pile of chicken, duck and fish I had bought thrown on the floor of the living room.

I thought my father came back. Seeing that he bought so many delicious things, I might think it was me.

But I didn't expect my father to kick the food. All the meat and vegetables in it were kicked out and scattered on the ground.

When I saw this scene, I looked confused. What's my father doing? Why vent your emotions on food?

"I can't live any longer. Do you still waste money buying these things?" My father roared loudly.

My heart trembled when I heard it. What did my father say? I couldn't live any longer.

"Dad, what are you doing? I bought the dishes well and wanted to make delicious food for you so that you can make it like this!" I couldn't stand it, and I wasn't in the mood to surprise my father. I came out of my bedroom.

"Jiang Li, when did you come back? Why don't you say it in advance when you come back? Where's the girl? " My father was surprised when he saw me. He looked at me and the meat and vegetables scattered on the ground.

"What's the matter with you and my mother? I didn't clean up at home and didn't cook. Is it true that this day can't be better? " I asked angrily.

When I asked, my father's temper softened immediately. He came over, bent down and personally picked up the meat and vegetables scattered on the ground one by one.

"Yes, of course. I had a little trouble with your mother. I'm in a bad mood!" My father is fighting with me, ha ha.

I was really helpless. Looking at such a smiling father, I said, "then you go in and apologize to my mother. What do you think you've made my mother angry?"

After hearing what I said, my father snorted coldly, "I'm not wrong. Why should I apologize?"

I was speechless and didn't know the cause and effect. My heart said it was my mother's fault, but what could my mother make?

"Are you really right?" My mother suddenly got up from bed and walked barefoot to the door. Her eyes were full of hatred and shouted very loudly.

My mother is a teacher. In my mind, she has always been gentle and gentle. She has never been so impatient.

"What's wrong with me? You're in menopause. You can vent your anger on whoever you want. Don't annoy me! " With a wave of his hand, my father threw the freshly packed bag on the ground again.

I looked at the confrontation between them and didn't know how to comfort them.

"You're not wrong, it's all my fault!" After listening to my father, my mother's temper not only didn't converge, but became worse.

After hearing this, my father glanced at my mother angrily, gritted his teeth and said, "your daughter is back. You can't stop. You have to make trouble with me, can you? I knew I shouldn't have come back! "

After my father said this, he was so angry that he turned around, picked up his briefcase and slammed the door and left the house.

I only heard a heavy door closing, and the room was quiet.

I looked at my mother. She didn't say anything. She turned around, lay back in bed alone, got into the quilt and covered her head.

The mood of going home was originally happy, but when I came back, I met this kind of thing, which made my mood extremely bad.

I went to my mother's bed and wanted to lift her quilt and ask her what had happened with my father.

But my mother kept holding on to the quilt and didn't want to talk to me.

I had no choice but to ask my father about the causes of the contradiction between the two people. I called my father and found that he had turned off. It seemed that I didn't want me to disturb him.

I think both of them may need to be quiet, so I didn't bother them anymore. Instead, I helped them clean the room, and then came to the kitchen to cook a delicious meal for my mother.

After entering the kitchen, I saw that the pots and pans were not brushed. There were leftovers in some bowls, but they had not been cleaned up. They had gone bad and hairy. It seems that they haven't cooked for a long time and haven't eaten together.

For a moment, I realized that the quarrel between my parents should have lasted for some time. I haven't made up for it for so long.

My father may not have come home these days, while my mother is a broken pot, just dealing with the day.

My heart suddenly became very heavy. I was going to go abroad. The relationship between my parents is so poor. How can I still be in the mood to go abroad?