Lin Meiling had just finished packing her suitcase and was about to leave when the phone rang. Du Weiguo beckoned her over, "Listen together, their parents are calling to apologize."
Lin Meiling felt a little better after realizing that both sides had their faults.
Seeing this, Du Weiguo wisely took the suitcase away, saying, "Let's not get involved in the children's affairs, okay?"
"Du Yuheng isn't stupid; he willingly let others beat him up."
Even the chubby boy has gone to learn boxing, how could he possibly get beaten by a girl shorter than him?
Even without fighting, you can dodge it.
"It was our son's choice, his own free will, what's there to say?" Du Weiguo saw it clearly. "Don't forget how our family's picture books disappeared?"
Lin Meiling works at a publishing house, and she has many rare, autographed books by the author displayed in her home.
A while ago, Du Yuheng, who never reads books, started packing books into his small backpack.
What else could they be doing, carrying such heavy backpacks to school all day long?
"Our son has a girl he likes."
Du Weiguo smiled and said, "I'm just trying to make the young lady happy and to set a good example for my son by showing that he knows how to admit his mistakes and correct them."
A good image?
Why would you call it a good image if you were beaten up in front of your sweetheart?
Lin Meiling was speechless, and her anger subsided by half.
When it was time to eat, Du Yuheng was seated in a chair by his mother and not allowed to move. "You're injured, your dad will feed you this meal."
Du Yuheng touched his head, which was wrapped up like a mummy. "I just have a bump, I'm not disabled."
After a moment of stunned silence, seeing his father's expression, he could only obediently sit up straight.
He sighed inwardly, "She still says she's not childish."
In their family, not only is the mother childish, but the father also has to be childish.
I'm just a cooperating player.
After finally finishing a bowl of rice in his father's hands, Du Yuheng remembered that he hadn't given his mother a Christmas present yet, so he asked her, "Did you bring back my complete picture book set?"
Lin Meiling thought about it and realized that there really wasn't one.
Tomorrow is Christmas, and she immediately got up, realizing she hadn't brought her son a present. "I'll drive to get it."
It was already dark, and Du Weiguo was worried about her safety on the road, so he told her not to go, saying that she could give it to Du Yuheng tomorrow if necessary.
Then she started nagging again, "What kind of book should I give him? Boys should play with swords and stuff. You're so childish, buying him crayon picture books."
"Screw your naivety! You've already bought it, what are you waiting for?"
Lin Meiling was so annoyed that she got up, went inside, and slammed the door shut with a loud bang.
That night, she tossed and turned in the second bedroom, thinking, "Should I get a divorce?"
How can there be such a long-winded and annoying person?
You bring up something that I've clearly shown my dislike for, but he keeps bringing it up. Am I really compatible with him?
Another issue is that we have different values. They never listen to what we've agreed on and always act on their own. How long can I tolerate that?
For the first time in her life, Lin Meiling seriously considered getting a divorce.
Their levels of education are different, their values and ways of doing things are very different, and after trying to get along for so long, all the arguing has really been exhausting.
When a woman is impulsive, she can think about many things.
Lin Meiling had even thought about the division of property in the divorce and who Du Yuheng would live with.
Lost in thought, I drifted off to sleep.
The next morning, after getting up, Lin Meiling went to the living room and saw Du Weiguo helping her son with a puzzle. She hesitated again.
Last night, my thoughts drifted from whether I should get married to whether humans are even suited for marriage, and that's where it ended.
I'm still so angry, just seeing him makes me angry—
Because he doesn't listen to me and always acts on his own initiative.
When Du Weiguo got up and drove to the publishing house to pick up the picture books, he also got into the car with his son in his arms, shamelessly letting his son sit in the back.
Then, looking pitiful, she handed him breakfast, saying, "Let's not fight anymore, okay?"
“You see, we both have bad tempers, but it’s not like you’re always putting up with me. Even teeth and tongue sometimes clash, so we just tolerate each other.”
Lin Meiling ignored him, but Du Weiguo was not discouraged. "Look at your temper, who else but me can put up with you?"
"If you can't bear it, we can get a divorce."
Lin Meiling glanced at the rearview mirror. "The son stays with me. Go find a woman you don't have to put up with."
"No way," Du Weiguo retorted, "Not everyone is someone I can tolerate."
"Let's stop arguing, okay? Look, it's Christmas, a joyous occasion, why are we arguing?"
Oh, now they know how to use "childish holidays" as an excuse.
Lin Meiling ignored him, so Du Weiguo added, "Don't you think I'm pathetic now?"
“I’m pitiful, and you’re pitiful too, but if we each take a step back, we can be a happy family.”
The happy family came out.
The son chimed in from behind, "Yeah, Mom, don't be angry."
"I've already taken my bag downstairs, and you're still not satisfied?"
As he spoke, Du Yuheng patted his mummy-like head, making Lin Meiling laugh.
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