The Perfect Hidden Marriage

  320, the mother-in-law looks at her son-in-law, the more she looks at her, the more angry she gets: You are a toad who wants to eat swan meat

  A normal family, parents will always love their children.

Especially in families with only one child, all the love of the parents has been invested in the only child since childhood. When the child grows up, he will naturally care about the child’s lifelong events for 120,000 points. There is only one reason. : I hope I can get happiness with my only root and blood.

  Yang Jiahui knelt like this and frightened Yang Pei.

  As a father, he hurriedly stepped forward to help:

   "Speak slowly, make it clear, what is the only opportunity to be a mother... what's the matter?"

"Yeah yeah…"

  Qiu Mizhen's attitude also eased, and she hurriedly followed.

   "Bo Feihong, please go and show the doctor's diagnosis to my parents."

   When Yang Jiahui slowly stood up with the strength of his father's arm, she took a glance at Bo Feihong.

"Um!"

  The man agreed, got up, and fetched the dozen materials from the desk drawer in the study.

  Yang Pei and Qiu Mizhen took it and looked at each other.

On the side of   , Yang Jiahui motioned to Bo Feihong: "Go to the living room and sit down. My parents and I will talk alone for a while. Don't worry, this is my parents and they won't hurt me."

  The man staying here can only stimulate his parents.

  He hesitated, after all he went out.

  In the room, after reading the inspection report, the middle-aged couple looked like a discouraged ball. Look at me and you, their faces are full of grief.

   "This matter, how should we solve it now?"

  Qiu Mizhen was at a loss for a moment, and burst into tears with anger.

  Yang Pei was also on fire. He wanted to smoke a cigarette, so he took it out. When he thought that his daughter was pregnant, he squeezed the pack of cigarettes into a ball and threw it straight into the trash can.

   "Lao Yang, you are saying something!"

  The mother scratched her head in a hurry, and when she saw her husband did not say a word, she was so angry that she thought about it, so she didn’t press any more, and rushed out.

Standing on the aisle leading to the living room, staring at the big bear-like man sitting in the living room, Qiu Mizhen couldn't swallow this breath. How could he marry the baby she has raised for so many years? Such a commodity.

  They have a bunch of little sisters, who have given birth to many daughters. Those little girls, one by one, said how well-behaved, how well-behaved, but her family, the bones are hard, the temper is stubborn, and every day is worrying.

  When I was in college, there was so much trouble before it stopped. The matter was over, and now there is such a trouble again.

  This dead child, how come you love to toss them so much!

In her eyes, this kind of rascal should stay in jail, and let it go, it would be tantamount to harming the world—Huihui is blind, what kind of dog eyes, and actually going to bed with this kind of man, it’s really bad for herself .

  She, it is getting more and more angry.

   "Mom, what do you want to do?"

  Yang Jiahui followed and stopped her mother.

"Step aside."

  Qiu Mizhen yelled:

  "Since he is the father of the child, can't I ask him if I am a mother?"

No matter how angry he was, he didn't dare to touch his daughter again, and walked around at the man.

  Bo Feihong naturally heard these two disputes, and immediately stood up and saw this elder who could not offend shouted at him:

  "Your name is Bo Feihong?"

  He sighed inwardly.

  People say that the mother-in-law sees the son-in-law, the more interesting they look.

  When this matter fell on him, the more he watched, the more angry he became.

  Look at, that face, a little timid, can be scared to pee.

  Rao was born as a special soldier, and he broke out in a sweat.

"Yes!"

  He habitually gave a standard soldier's standing posture and answered.

   "How old is it today?"

   "Thirty-five."

   "Where is home?"

   "Suzhou."

   "What do your parents do?"

  "..."

  Is this a household survey?

  Bo Feihong was very speechless, after thinking about it, he still replied:

   "Both parents have died."

  Qiu Mizhen was startled, and then she continued to ask:

   "What degree?"

"high school."

  This academic qualification made Qiu Mizhen's face sink again.

  A high school diploma?

   "Then have you learned other skills?"

  Bo Feihong thought for a while:

   "I...I only fight..."

  Not only Qiu Mizhen was about to faint, but even Yang Jiahui was about to faint, but Yang Pei calmed down. He seemed to see some clues and walked over and asked:

  "Then what kind of work have you been engaged in these years?"

  When it comes to work, Yang Jiahui wants to hide. I really hope that he can keep his mind away from being so straight, he can turn a corner, and if he can be fooled, he can be fooled, and stop making things more rigid.

   Ke Bo Feihong, he didn't have the kind of deception at all. After a moment of silence, he answered truthfully:

   "Before helping people collect debts..."

  Yang Jiahui covered her face with her hands, she didn't dare to look at her mother's expression.

  Qiu Mizhen only felt that her feet were weak, and she was so angry that she couldn't say a word. She had to rely on her husband to help, so that she would not collapse.

  After taking a breath, she continued to ask:

   "Then do you have a room?"

"no!"

   "Then do you have a car?"

"no!"

   "Then do you have a deposit?"

"nor!"

  A few words of "no" came into her ears, Qiu Mizhen was completely furious, and when she turned around, she yelled at her daughter:

   "Yang Jiahui, this kind of three-no man, how can you see it?"

  Speaking in front of others, this is undoubtedly hurtful.

  Yang Jiahui couldn't help but frowned:

   "Mom, can you talk like that..."

  Qiu Mizhen could not listen to persuasion, and shouted again:

   "What's wrong with my words, I'm just seeking truth from facts. No house, no car, no savings, you say, you have a good life with such an old man? Do you have any brains..."

  Bo Feihong immediately followed up: "I do have no house, no car, no savings, but I have the sincere desire to take care of their mother and child..."

   "Can you really eat food? Can you live in a house?"

  Qiu Mizhen asked sharply.

  Bo Feihong couldn't bear such a low-minded attitude.

  He suppressed the anger in his heart, looked up at Yang Jiahui who had a terrible headache, holding his forehead and pulling the silent Yang Jiahui:

  "Jianhui, since your parents are here, I will leave first. I will come back when Mr. Yang and Mrs. Yang are angry."

  He stood up and left.

   "What is your attitude?"

  Because of this sentence, Qiu Mizhen screamed again:

"Am I wrong? I have no family background, no tutoring, and look like a prisoner. Why do you marry my daughter... Why do you give her happiness for the rest of your life... You are a toad who wants to eat swan meat... "

Bo Feihong squeezed his fist. If it weren't for the fact that he had been in the army for so many years, and that he was getting older now, besides, this woman was Yang Jiahui's mother again. He really wanted to make a precedent: Beat the woman once.

   But in the end, he put it all down.

  Actually, she was right: normal parents, who would want to marry their spoiled grown-up daughter to such a man with three nos to live a hard life...

   After all, he just doesn’t deserve her, that’s a fact.

  Ignoring the acrimonious curse, he walked out quickly, took the elevator, and went down to the bottom floor—feeling like a defeated army fleeing in a hurry, with no fighting spirit and no manhood.

   But, in the face of such an elder, who has no merit at all, how can he satisfy them?

  From the very beginning, he was destined not to please them. He knew that he had it.

  But he still wants to fight.

   got on the off-road vehicle, he leaned on the back of the seat, patted the steering wheel, and scolded himself:

  Bo Feihong, you are insulting yourself, do you know? Because of you, what qualifications do you have to ask a girl from such a family background to be a wife? You are called a toad who wants to eat swan meat. seek death.

  Upstairs!

  Qiu Mizhen’s anger has not subsided yet, she points to her daughter and is still screaming:

  "You tell me, what do you think of him..."

   twittering is another mess.

  Finally, Yang Jiahui, who had been pinching her eyebrows, couldn't listen anymore, so she quietly inserted this sentence:

"Mom, Bo Feihong is indeed full of shortcomings. His only advantage is that he gave me a child. No matter how you look at him, as long as I give birth to this child, he is the father of my child. No one can change that. The fact of the matter. Of course, if one day I accidentally lose my womb because of your anger—Mom, in this life, I’m afraid you won’t be a grandma..."

  This sentence made Qiu Mizhen unable to answer for a long time, and finally started crying bitterly, screaming:

  "I disagree with this marriage, I never agree! How can my daughter marry such a man..."