Don’t think that Zhao Dashan always pretends to be weak in front of Bi Yue, and don’t think that the relationship between Zhao Dashan and Dai Hanfei started with a farce of being beaten.
In short, I don’t know when it started, but one person kept giving in while the other was led by the nose.
As time went by and they got along with each other, Zhao Dashan, who once seemed to have no temper, became the one who had the final say in front of Dai Hanfei.
Especially in private, he is even more powerful and ruthless.
Dai Hanfei rubbed her belly with one hand, grabbed her clothes with the other, lowered her head, and coaxed cautiously:
"What's wrong? I didn't argue with Auntie. Look, I didn't even talk back."
Zhao Dashan, who was standing outside the hotel smoking, turned his head and glanced at Dai Hanfei lightly, then focused his attention on the street, as if he didn't hear anything.
Dai Hanfei approached Zhao Dashan and continued to explain:
"Dashan, I know she's doing this for my own good. Didn't you see Bi Yue scold me, and I didn't say anything? I was just annoyed. My grandma said, my mom said, and here we are again..."
I work very hard, you men really can't understand.
The weather is getting hotter and hotter, I have no appetite, and sometimes I feel nauseous and can't breathe."
The man snorted lightly, then spoke:
"I, Zhao Dashan, can't afford to buy you a three-bedroom apartment, but I can still afford to buy you snacks. Just be patient. After you give birth, we can eat as much as you want. You can eat every day. If anyone dares to interfere with you again, I'll tell them off, okay?"
"Okay or not?" was the tone of negotiation. Dai Hanfei felt quite satisfied and nodded lightly. She also said to Zhao Dashan:
"Don't keep bringing up the three-bedroom apartment thing.
What's the big deal? What belongs to my parents will be mine sooner or later.
If we get married, it means it’s yours, our child’s, right?
I was thinking of asking my family to give you money to open a restaurant. I think it would be a shame for you, a grown man, not to be the boss yourself..."
Zhao Dashan immediately frowned: "No need, don't say anymore!" After thinking about it, he was still worried, so he looked directly at Dai Hanfei and instructed:
"Don't worry about me, just take care of yourself.
Han Fei, our child is getting married soon. If anything happens to the child, why should we make such a fuss?
Don't be willful.
Those who criticize you are all veterans and have more experience than you.
Who doesn't have to suffer when giving birth? What woman doesn't have to give birth? Why can't you bear it?"
Dai Hanfei held her belly with one hand. She looked at Zhao Dashan who turned and walked into the restaurant. At this moment, she felt indescribable grievance in her heart.
No matter how thick-skinned she was, she couldn't persuade herself. Every time she heard the phrase "getting married because of the child", she felt very discouraged.
Dai Hanfei was feeling sad when the hotel door was pushed open again. Bi Yue walked out with a confused expression, as if she didn't see anyone, and opened the car door with a droopy head.
"Bi Yue, are you really that serious?"
Bi Yue waved her hand without much energy: "None of that. Don't bother me. I don't want to talk."
…
After getting in the car, Bi Yue slowly sped up, lowered the window, and let the warm summer breeze blow on her face.
Her heart was filled with anxiety, but her expression remained calm. She began humming softly and then began singing loudly:
"A drive around the Third Ring Road is over 40 kilometers.
You are not in Kyoto, and I am not in the crowd.
Each day passed like an unresolved gasp, yet another battle.
There is a crowd of people and cars coming and going, and young men and women are being intimate.
You are not in Kyoto, and I am not where I am. We are still young and can still make some progress.
After cleaning up the mess and secretly recovering, why do I still feel unsatisfied?
Bi Yue suddenly pounded the steering wheel and shouted to himself:
"I won the lottery, and I'm still not satisfied! Have you grown up? Damn it!"
She wanted to slap herself twice.
…
The school classroom belonging to Bi Yue and Liang Xiaoxiao is almost becoming a "severely affected area".
Liang Xiaoxiao blew her nose vigorously with toilet paper. She had a severe cold and her voice was hoarse. When she opened her mouth, it was as if she was suffocating.
"Yueyue, what's wrong with you? Why do you look even less energetic than me?"
Bi Yue sighed, she had picked up the wrong book and was still flipping through it:
“Don’t worry about me, it’s okay.
What about you? Oh, don't get so worked up about everything. What can you do by lying in bed?
"Whenever I think of Bi Tielin, my heart feels so tight.
How strong is he?
You don't know, when he left the private room that day, I could see that he was extremely embarrassed, as if he was running away.
I called him to apologize, and he tried to coax me. The more he did that, the sadder I became.
My grandparents couldn't explain it, I couldn't even imagine it. Fortunately, my dad didn't call my grandparents or my aunt that day, because my aunt had such a loud voice.
Ahem, sob. Should I find a Taoist priest to perform a ritual recently? It feels so evil, one drama after another."
By the end, Liang Xiaoxiao's cough was so annoying that there was a whining sound in her voice.
Bi Yue fell down instantly, resting her forehead on the open book.
It was obvious how exhausted she was, but Liang Xiaoxiao continued to mutter:
"Bi Tielin is doing fine, right? Why do they act like they can't see his good side?"
Bi Yue affirmed:
"Yes, my uncle is definitely a responsible and good man.
He was wronged, and it also involves state compensation, so many people will be stripped of their jobs.
The main reason is that it has been too long. I guess it’s not easy to go back to those days, otherwise, I really want to overturn his verdict.
To prevent your family from bringing that up, it would make me feel upset.
I wanted to get mad at you, but…"
Liang Xiaoxiao sniffed pitifully. Bi Yue leaned over the table, turned her head, pursed her lips and said:
"I thought, forget it, no matter how miserable my uncle is, he's gone, right?
You are very unlucky. Those who are unlucky are those of us who stay behind.
We will be bound by filial piety and worldly perspectives."
For example, she just wants to find a man she likes to fall in love with and not waste her time. The man must also be a handsome guy, which she likes.
But no matter how much you like me, you don’t want to have children, right?
How unlucky I was that I ended up having a child just that one time.
Bi Yue also wanted to cry. She looked at the big white wall and asked, "Would you wear a mask and go to the pharmacy tonight?" Chu Yifeng, ah Chu Yifeng, you really are...
Wang Daniu looked at the gestures made by the opponent and shouted excitedly:
"Ten rings! Captain, you're such a sharpshooter! With such a strong wind, every shot hits ten rings. Awesome, really awesome!"
Chu Yifeng raised the corner of his mouth and proudly spat out the grass in his mouth:
"Okay, pack up and get back to work in the cafeteria."
Chu Yifeng led the Second Squadron. On the way from the training ground to the cafeteria, a group of heroic soldiers sang together:
"We are all sharpshooters, and every bullet kills an enemy.
We are all flying soldiers, no matter how high the mountains are or how deep the waters are.
In secret woods, comrades have arranged campsites everywhere..." (To be continued.)
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