Rebirth of the Great Era 1993

He slapped the bowl with his chopsticks and accidentally knocked the bowl to the ground.

With a bang, the bowl shattered, and the broken porcelain pieces splashed on the floor.

But Du Shuangling ignored it and argued: What's wrong with Zhang Xuan? His grades are not bad, he will be a college student soon.

Moreover, he is also a writer and earns more than 100,000 yuan a year. What is wrong with him? Have you ever said that about him?

After retorting, Du Shuangling still felt particularly uncomfortable!

I still feel very wronged!

She was still afraid that Ai Qing would get involved and disrupt the relationship she had finally won.

So he simply did not do anything, and continued to accuse: Comrade Ai Qing! Can you please speak later to clarify the situation?

It's your daughter who is so shameless that she likes him. He didn't have me in his heart at all in the beginning. How about not having me in the beginning...

Speaking of this, Du Shuangling suddenly collapsed emotionally and shed tears silently.

Then he ran to his room without looking back. Close the door.

Ai Qing stared blankly at this out-of-control scene. This scene was beyond her expectation, and everyone was dumbfounded!

Completely stupid!

Just today, just now!

My daughter, who has been well-behaved for 18 years, actually contradicts me.

He even publicly attacked himself.

He even vented his dissatisfaction by shouting his name in this way unscrupulously.

Ai Qing, who originally had a lot to say, suddenly didn't know what to say and froze in place for more than 2 minutes.

…

Dudong, who was at the same table, watched the mother and daughter quarreling, but kept silent, eating delicious food and drinking some wine like an outsider.

He is very aware of his wife's character, a typical sharp-tongued person with a tofu-like heart, who eats soft things but not hard ones.

Let her vent her anger before she can reason with you. Otherwise, if you are the king of this one-third of an acre at home, you will not be able to reason with you. It’s all decades of experience and lessons learned!

When my daughter-in-law gets angry, her father, the mayor, is afraid of her and has to retreat!

Du Dudong refused to persuade.

Du Jingling also followed the same example. You argue with you, but I will still eat and drink. So as not to harm the fish in the pond.

And she had an idea, an idea of ​​watching her mother's tricks.

I thought to myself that I had been going smoothly for thirty years, but I suffered the loss of being dumb here with Zhang Xuan. Mom, you are so strong and you are used to being strong, so why don’t you eat together, otherwise you will be upset.

As for Wu Guorui, both father and daughter are in vain. What else does he have to say?

And it’s not his turn to talk about qualifications.

But after all, he is a son-in-law and cannot just watch the excitement. That's a bad image.

So, when the mother and daughter had a dispute, Wu Guorui got out of the way early on the excuse of going to the toilet.

He had no idea what happened next or what the quarrel was about.

Of course, it was precisely because his son-in-law walked away that Ai Qing said those words without any scruples. Otherwise, with her shrewdness, she would never have said something so embarrassing in front of outsiders.

Seeing that both father and daughter ignored him, Ai Qing said to her husband while holding back her anger:

I wonder who this little one looks like? He has been smarter than a monkey since he was a child, but he is so stupid today. It makes me so angry! It makes me so angry!

Seeing his wife asking him to reply by name, Du Dudong poured her a small glass of wine and said with a smile, You are too angry. How could you say that to Zhang Xuan in front of your daughter?

Ai Qing immediately raised his eyebrows: Did I say something wrong? Am I not telling the truth? Who doesn't know about his Zhang family's situation? Am I even half-way unjust?

Dudong shook his head: That's true. But you can't say that. Who doesn't have difficulties?

Besides, you pay so much attention to Ruan Xiuqin on weekdays, and you immediately lend a helping hand when in trouble, which proves that you still have this sisterly feeling in your heart. Why do you have to do things so absolutely?

Ai Qing said angrily: On weekdays, even if I marry my daughter to her son, it will cost me my life.

Hearing such a grown-up person say such childish words, Dudukong was at his wits end.

Lin Lao joked: Why do I feel that you are not against your daughter for the sake of opposing her, but are using your daughter to fight against Ruan Xiuqin?

Seeing that her own father had entered the game, Du Jingling also started to challenge him at the right time.

She put a piece of ribs she had chewed on the table and said, Dad, I agree with your point of view. Isn't it just for the sake of vindictiveness? She feels that if her precious daughter is given to Aunt Xiuqin cheaply, she will feel uncomfortable. .”

At this point, Du Jinling continued without waiting for Ai Qing to argue: Actually, when I first learned that my sister was entangled with Zhang Xuan, I was opposed to it, but now I don't see it that way...

Du Dudong was very surprised when he heard this.

Because in his eyes, the eldest daughter's appearance, temperament and personality are all very similar to Ai Qing, or it is not an exaggeration to say that she is carved from the same mold.

So from the eldest daughter's point of view, it is impossible for Duan Jue to put in a good word for Zhang Xuan at this moment.

Unless there is something hidden that you don’t know about?

Dudong was very curious and asked: What is the basis for you to change your opinion?

Du Jingling glanced at her parents opposite and asked, Didn't you just hear your sister say that Zhang Xuan is a writer? Didn't you hear that Zhang Xuan earned more than 100,000 yuan a year?

Du Dudong and Ai Qing looked at each other with confusion in their eyes.

The couple thought about it for a while before they remembered what their youngest daughter had said, but their focus at the time was not on that. They were focused on the person involved in the quarrel, so they didn't pay much attention to it.

Ai Qing frowned, You made more than 100,000 yuan a year, aren't you bragging?

Du Jinling said: I'm really not bragging.

Ai Qing's eyebrows furrowed further: But he is still a student, how did he earn this money?

Du Jingling smiled, Didn't I say that Zhang Xuan is a writer?

Ai Qing asked further: Writer? Have you seen the money with your own eyes?

Du Jingling said: It doesn't matter whether you see the money or not. The Zhang family owes so much debt. You can find out the truth by asking around.

Seeing that his eldest daughter was making a roundabout way with him, Ai Qing almost became angry again. After a long pause, he couldn't help but ask: What's going on with this writer? Please tell me in detail.

Du Jingling glanced at the two of them strangely, and this time she stopped trying to hide things and told everything she knew about Zhang Xuan.

More than ten minutes later…

Ai Qing was silent after listening to the story.

But Du Dudong grinned and started drinking by himself again. After drinking a drink, he asked: Are you saying that the magazines and newspapers collected in Shuangling's study are all Zhang Xuan's sample issues?

Du Jingling smiled and nodded: His pen name is March.

Hearing the father and daughter singing together, Ai Qing could no longer sit still. Without saying a word, he stood up and went to the study.

…

night.

Ai Qing came out of the study and went to the kitchen to cook some of her youngest daughter's favorite dishes, and then bought a pot of soju.

After putting the wine and vegetables on a square plate, he came to the door of the little daughter's room.

He stretched out his hand and knocked on the door: You haven't had lunch or dinner. Mom brought you food.

There was no movement inside, and the door didn't open.

Ai Qing said again: Shuangling, please open the door and have a meal with mom. We haven't had a meal alone for a long time.

How can there be real hatred between mother and daughter who haven't had a blush in the past 18 years? Is there anything that can’t be said? Is there anything intolerable?

Although Du Shuangling was very uncomfortable lying on the bed now and just wanted to cry.

But when I heard my mother say soft words twice in a row, I still endured my sadness, got up and opened the door.

The door opens.

Ai Qing walked in, first cleaned the desk, then arranged the food and wine on the square plate, then turned around and quietly walked over to take her daughter, whose tears were still wet, into her arms.

He said distressedly: Mom was wrong. Mom shouldn't yell at you.

Being held in her mother's arms, Du Shuangling also sobbed silently for a long time. Finally, she hugged her mother and choked with sobs: Mom, I'm sorry!

Ai Qing touched her head lovingly and said kindly, I cooked some of your favorite dishes and brought some wine. I'll have a drink with mom tonight.

Du Shuangling nuzzled her arms slightly and replied in a hoarse voice: Okay.

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