It got dark before six o'clock, and the two of them were arguing about where to go for dinner. He Peiyuan's phone rang: "My mother must have asked me to go home for dinner..."

Although an agreement has not yet been reached, Yang Jingxing is optimistic about the prospects: "I won't go back."

He Peiyuan answered the phone with a white eye: "Mom... um... don't worry about me, you guys can eat, it's too late... I'm still here with Tongji... Come and look at the car... Just take a look... No, I don't plan to buy it... Help me

Dad, look, I’ll tell you when I get back... um... let’s talk about it later, I don’t know yet... I know... oh... bye."

Yang Jingxing was dissatisfied: "Have you forgotten about the photo?"

He Peiyuan was annoyed: "I won't show it to you again...my mother told me to go back early."

After bargaining again, Yang Jingxing was considerate. Considering that He Peiyuan had not had a good rest last night, he promised to send her home before nine o'clock. He Peiyuan had the final say where to eat, because it was her turn to treat her.

It was He Peiyuan who reminded me that it was almost noon in Germany, so the tour group had to have lunch before boarding the plane.

Yang Jingxing called his mother to say hello while driving, hands-free. Xiao Shuxia had been playing impatiently a few days ago, and she finally felt energetic when she answered the phone: "Son, the temperature in Frankfurt dropped last night.

, it’s colder than Swan Castle, please wear more clothes.”

Yang Jingxing was also in a good mood: "Puhai is warm, have you eaten?"

Xiao Shuxia lowered her voice: "Your aunt is going back now that she has money, so she can't bear to leave in the mall..."

After chattering for a while, Xiao Shuxia was more anxious about whether she could get her son's new car when she returned to Puhai than about tax refunds. There was no good news for Yang Jingxing, and he would not be able to pick up the car until next Tuesday at the earliest.

"Then I'll take two more days off?" Xiao Shuxia was embarrassed: "I wonder what your dad has done at home to turn things upside down."

Yang Jingxing reminded: "Have you brought a gift for dad?"

Xiao Shuxia didn't bother to please her husband. The key was that she never received many gifts from Yang Chengyi.

Yang Jingxing asked: "What about me?"

Xiao Shuxia scolded her son, "Both of you, father and son, are people who make a lot of money in business. How dare you ask her to buy gifts for someone with that little salary? Don't even think about it..."

The girl in the co-pilot heard it funny.

Yang Jingxing said: "Dad and I can live without it, but you have to prepare a meeting gift for your daughter-in-law, right?"

He Peiyuan was immediately ready to go.

Xiao Shuxia must have despaired of Yang Jingxing. She probably felt sad for two seconds and then sighed: "I won't tell you this. It's boring and sad."

He Peiyuan, who stared and raised her fists, laughed happily.

Yang Jingxing also asked: "Why are you sad?"

It's a long story. Xiao Shuxia starts with Zhou Longlong, a model of filial son in her mind. Although she has told it several times, she seems to have new feelings every time. It is about Zhou Longlong, who is two years younger than Yang Jingxing, and his girlfriend.

Go home and take a walk with his girlfriend holding his mother's intimate hand. I wonder who Jiuchun doesn't envy, so Zhou Longlong is willing to work hard for his mother...

Xiao Shuxia was really sad: "I am rich, but what is the use of my money? Who can I use it for?"

Yang Jingxing was embarrassed: "You still teach me that I am not afraid of others laughing when I say such things? How much money do you have?"

He Peiyuan didn't laugh or smile.

Xiao Shuxia continued to complain: "You will know when you reach this age. People compete with each other throughout their lives to see who can have the last laugh. When I was young, I competed with others..."

Listening to Xiao Shuxia summarizing her life on the phone and lamenting her unwillingness to be left behind, He Peiyuan couldn't help but laugh and almost covered her mouth.

Yang Jingxing couldn't bear the blame for failing to make his mother laugh to the end: "Okay, okay, okay, don't read it, it's not the end yet, you still have a lot of opportunities to overtake... I don't have a girlfriend now, maybe

It will be available tomorrow."

He Peiyuan made an impossible look with her eyes.

Xiao Shuxia was even less hopeful: "Will it fall from the sky tomorrow?"

Yang Jingxing knew it was impossible: "Okay, I'm going to find my girlfriend, you guys are busy..."

When the driver finally hung up the phone, He Peiyuan finally breathed a sigh of relief, but she was still a little scared: "If you dare to talk nonsense... I'll beat you up!"

Yang Jingxing felt so heavy: "I hear how pitiful my mother is, but I don't dare to let her be happy for nothing. It's too cruel."

He Peiyuan didn't want to be fooled: "Stop talking about your mother... Isn't she happy enough?"

Yang Jingxing revealed his family scandal. His parents also quarreled when they were young. Xiao Shuxia even took her son back to her parents' home. Yang Jingxing felt proud when he thought about it: "...I bullied my cousin as hard as I could. My aunt was not happy, and my mother couldn't help it."

I had no choice but to ask my dad to pick us up."

More than ten years ago, He Peiyuan wanted to help distinguish between right and wrong in other people's family affairs. Why did they quarrel?

Yang Jingxing didn't know, and it probably wasn't a big deal.

He Peiyuan was still worried: "Let me ask you, don't be angry...has your father ever done anything to make you sorry for your mother?"

Yang Jingxing shook his head: "As far as I know, there is no... there should be no, otherwise he wouldn't be so complacent."

He Peiyuan was funny: "Why are you so proud?"

Yang Jingxing was not specific: "A feeling... a common temperament shared by many people who are good to their wives and girlfriends, such as special police officers."

He Peiyuan thought for a moment: "...what else?"

Yang Jingxing smiled: "Li Fu, birds of a feather flock together."

He Peiyuan seemed a little confused: "I don't think they look like... where is Lao Bi?"

Yang Jingxing said: "He doesn't seem to have it... Most people with this kind of temperament are good to their wives. If they are not good, they will definitely have it."

He Peiyuan concluded: "You don't have one!"

Yang Jingxing said: "Temperament comes from the inside out. You can't learn it from the outside."

He Peiyuan came into the spirit of gossip: "Where is my dad? What do you think?"

Yang Jingxing said: "A little bit, I only met a few times, and the observations are not specific enough."

He Peiyuan was willing to reveal that she had also witnessed her parents' quarrels, and had had two serious conflicts, but it was not because of any principled errors, and it was certainly not because anyone had to have trouble with the other party or her own marriage: "...

My mother used to let my father go. My father had a bad temper when he was young, but he was loyal to his marriage and family. This is the bottom line."

Yang Jingxing was shameless: "I think I will also be loyal to my marriage and family."

He Peiyuan rolled her eyes: "It's easy to say... Didn't you think about being devoted to Lao Qi at the beginning? You had already planned it and never forget it? Some things are not as simple as it sounds."

Yang Jingxing nodded in agreement: "It's not as simple as it sounds... pay tribute to your dad and my dad!"

He Peiyuan nodded and looked dissatisfied. This matter was not a one-sided achievement. Maybe it was the woman who had contributed more, such as her own mother...

We had fish for dinner, and the restaurant was called Yuzhuang. The two of us ordered fish stew in an iron pot. The fish was stewed very flavorfully, and side dishes could be added to the pot. Although we were prohibited from scalding our mouths directly after taking it out of the pot,

Yang Jingxing still ate happily and enjoyed it.

He Peiyuan treated the guests very attentively, made a bowl for Yang Jingxing to use as a cooling station, and started to pile vegetables into the bowl for reserve: "Corn is a coarse grain, you can drink some polenta in the morning."

What Yang Jingxing was thinking was: "Is there any corn-flavored chewing gum?"

He Peiyuan stopped picking up the food: "Just remember..." It seemed that she was too embarrassed to say anything, so she could only express it with her expression.

Yang Jingxing realized his self-consciousness today and sent He Peiyuan home after dinner. Not only did he not hesitate to send it downstairs, but he found a parking place far away from the community so that he could walk hand in hand.

Yang Jingxing received a text message from his mother and was about to get on the plane.

He Peiyuan couldn't bear the idea that the scoundrel wanted to go out for dinner at noon tomorrow: "... Count how many times this week? How many times a week have we agreed?"

Yang Jingxing's feeling is: "I feel like it's only once, and it's not over yet."

He Peiyuan stamped her feet: "...you are a scoundrel."

After bargaining, He Peiyuan reluctantly agreed. If Yang Jingxing's relatives and friends don't need his time for anything this weekend, the two of them can meet for a short time, or if Yang Jingxing has to go to Eyang or Hongkou for business, if appropriate, they can meet by the way...

After entering her own community, He Peiyuan seemed to be even more shy about meeting people. Even if there seemed to be no one around, she could only give her a brief kiss on the lips, but never a long passionate kiss. She even showed her determination to brake in time.

After standing downstairs, they talked for a long time. For example, Yang Jingxing still had to make an announcement after picking up a group of relatives and friends. He Peiyuan didn't know what was going on. As long as someone she knew or knew was on the trip, she couldn't let go.

After Yang Jingxing arrived at Chenglu's side, he first called He Peiyuan. The two of them had been separated for less than half an hour and they started to care about each other for a while. After knowing that everything was in order at Yang Jingxing's side, He Peiyuan did not delay: "You go ahead and get back as soon as possible.

Home, you haven't had a good rest either... tell me when you get home, there is something else I want to say to you."

What are you talking about? Yang Jingxing will be furious if he can’t wait...

He Peiyuan still cherished the time: "...My mother asked me why you broke up with Lao Qi." It was obviously a big problem.

Yang Jingxing was also asked: "...You should tell the truth, but don't be too explicit."

"How to tell the truth?" He Peiyuan said angrily: "I said it's because your personalities are incompatible."

Yang Jingxing laughed dryly: "...That's right, no one can get along with my personality."

"It's good to know." He Peiyuan also said: "...I also asked Lao Qi if he got a boyfriend later."

Yang Jingxing thought on the bright side first: "By asking this, does your mother agree to some extent that you can consider my possibility?"

"That's a nice thought." He Peiyuan's tone was not as strong as usual. She was already very tired after getting up at five in the morning.

Yang Jingxing still had to face problems: "It's normal for your mother to have such considerations, and it's appropriate... What else did you say? What's your mother's attitude?"

He Peiyuan was silent.

Yang Jingxing encouraged: "Say, this is a responsibility I can't escape. Don't let me go."

He Peiyuan complained: "Don't worry, if I can convince myself, I can convince my mother!"
To be continued...