Thinking about things and recalling the past is really a very labor-intensive thing, and my notebook is still blank to this day.

Ding Wei took the pen and drew twice unconsciously, always feeling that her head was full of tangles.

It wasn't like she didn't understand her parents' psychology at that time.

It's very simple. Some people and some parents have to have only one girl because of the policy. But in fact, they still have the old ideas in the past. They feel that women should support their husbands and raise their children, and put their husbands first and the family first.

Deep down, I feel that they are not as good as boys.

There are also some parents whose focus in life is always on themselves. As long as their own wishes are satisfied, their children are just tools.

Another characteristic is that they love face.

You love face so much that you lose a certain amount of economic value.

If it weren't for this reason, Ding Wei couldn't figure it out. With her ability to make money and her willingness to spend money on her family, what would be the benefit of marrying herself?

After all, it is nothing more than "the face is bright".

Her parents happened to have all the above.

For Ding Haiyang, who is full of traditional ideas, not marrying his daughter is enough to wipe out all her advantages.

If you don't marry, you are not a good girl at all.

If he doesn't marry, everyone will laugh at him.

If she doesn't get married...in short, if she doesn't start a family and start a business, she has no value.

So what should we do to deal with such parents?

There is no airtight wall in the world, Ding Wei thought to herself, with the developed network in later generations, she would not always be behind the scenes anyway.

And being low-key can't always exist. Could it be that just to hide it from them, every time I go back to my hometown, I have to eat chaffy vegetables with a disgraceful face?

As for severing ties...

Don't make trouble, it's impossible.

Looking at it now, her parents were just a little harsh, and they didn't feel sorry for her in any way. If she said such words, she would be drowned in the saliva of the network keyboard, and even the people around her would not agree.

Even if she doesn't care about the opinions of these people, people are always social animals. If you do too much, it will not be good for yourself. Instead, you will fall into a mess.

so……

Ding Wei carefully wrote the word "aunt" on the paper.

Go back and have a look!

It is brother Haitao who is holding the aunt in check now. When brother Haitao's job becomes stable, what can make the aunt still fight for her?

For a while, Ding Wei couldn't think of anything.

…

These days' high-speed trains are completely incomparable with high-speed trains. Even though they are much better than trains, it takes close to 14 hours to sit here, and the degree of stability is limited.

Ding Wei regretted not bringing her laptop, but considering that nowadays her health is the most important thing and her eyesight also needs to be protected, she didn't worry about it.

Anyway, mobile phones can now save a few songs, and it’s okay to put on headphones and cycle through them.

It's just...a little boring.

She sighed in annoyance.

——Forget it, let’s get down to business!

Making more money is more reliable than anything else.

Otherwise, wait until you are in your 30s to have a younger brother... Well, to put it this way, what face-loving parents are most afraid of is losing face. If they get married and have children by then, there is no reason for them to ask themselves to take care of everything, right?

She thought of Xiu'er's appearance, and at the moment she thought it was a clever idea.

Weiwei, Weiwei, why are you so good?

…

This magical idea lingered in her mind, and for a moment it seemed as if all the big problems were no longer a problem.

Ding Wei thought about it over and over, and suddenly she was inspired and wrote down the outline of the next plot on paper.

Now she has written millions of words, and her ability to control words and plots has also greatly improved. Coupled with Lao Wang's various encouragements...

I have to say that I was too narrow-minded because I didn't study hard in my previous life. I felt that Chinese majors would not be good for employment, so I taught myself accounting... In fact, I didn't find the right direction at all.

I looked through the records at the front of the notebook, synthesized all necessary information and plots, and smoothed my thoughts to ensure that there were no bugs in the front and that I could keep up with the foreshadowing behind...

In this way, the efficiency will be greatly improved when it comes to coding.

I, the great god Weiwei, am so powerful.

She was just thinking about the next plot when someone suddenly kicked her thigh lightly.

Ding Wei raised her head and saw the man next to her holding a little girl and looking at her apologetically.

"I'm sorry, girl, the kid didn't pay attention."

The little girl was still making noises and shaking her calves, obviously very uncomfortable.

Ding Wei also sighed.

She knew that the child didn't do it on purpose.

Sitting next to me are father and daughter.

The little girl is only six years old this year. He was on the phone when Ding Wei got in the car. From the vague dialect, he could vaguely tell that the father and daughter had been in the car for nearly 12 hours.

These days, the price of high-speed trains is still very high. If they buy better tickets, many people are reluctant to spend the money.

But sitting all the way for more than ten hours can be tolerated by adults, but it is really uncomfortable for children.

The middle-aged man smiled tiredly

"Be good, baby, and apologize to my sister."

The girl pursed her lips and wanted to cry. But in the end she held it back and said softly

"I'm sorry, sister."

Ding Wei smiled, "Oh my god, after so many years, I am finally called sister instead of aunt."

She shook her head, "It's okay."

I also put away my notebook.

There were so many words written densely in her notebook that the middle-aged man could only take a glance at it. At this moment, he was in awe and educated his daughter, "Look at you, it's all because you were disobedient and kicked your legs randomly, disturbing my sister's study."

What did dad tell you? Don’t do this next time!”

He coaxed his daughter, "Baby, if you just hold on a little longer, we can get off the bus."

Girls also pout.

"But dad, I've persisted for a long time, and your words don't count."

The little girl looks very cute. Although the father is not very skilled, he is really careful and considerate in taking care of his daughter.

Ding Wei thought about it. She had nothing to do at the moment and had a new idea. So she asked, "Child, do you feel uncomfortable riding in the car? Do you want your sister to tell you a story?"

The little girl was obviously not very interested.

But riding in a car is really tiring. She hesitated for a while, then nodded and said, "Well, thank you, sister."

Then he asked, "Sister, what story do you want to tell?"

Ding Wei thought for a while, and for a while, she only came up with a rough idea: "Just...Snow White and the dwarfs."

The girl frowned and hesitated a little, "I've heard this story before..."

But she sighed again, and now she said like a little adult, "Forget it, adults don't tell much. Sister, tell it, my father can't tell this story well."

Perhaps because this matter occupied her attention, the little girl was not as tired and lack of energy as before. Instead, she danced and gestured, "My mother can speak, and she can also imitate the tiger's cry - ow!"

She also called out.

Although the preface did not match the postscript, Ding Wei could understand that the little girl disliked the story her father told for being too plain and did not dub it like her mother did.

She thought about it and nodded seriously at this moment, "Sister, I don't know how to moan, but I will tell you another story about Snow White!"

The girl raised her head, and the crooked pigtails tied by her father were shaking.

…

Ding Wei cleared her throat.

"Once upon a time there lived a dwarf."

The girl raised her head and interrupted her, "No, no, sister, what you said is wrong, it's a Snow White."

She thought for a while and corrected herself, "It's a queen. Snow White hasn't been born yet."

Ding Wei shook her head, "There are several Snow Whites. I won't talk about the previous one! I'll tell you a new one."

The girl's eyes widened in confusion.
To be continued...