learning to be human every day

a bolt from the blue!dizzy!

Xia Yun stared at them with a stiff neck, his head was blank, but his stomach was not satisfied, and he let out a long and full belch.

At that moment, he was only a piece of white-cut chicken away from dying on the spot, and even wanted to dismantle himself and bury him in the trash can to be with the chicken bones.

He was calm on the surface, but panicked inside. He frantically scratched at the soles of his shoes with his toes, and even the hair on the cotton mop.

However, the house leak happened to be raining all night, and the hiccups couldn't be stopped, Xia Yun closed the refrigerator door with despair, his parents acted in sync, and turned on the kitchen light with a snap.

The light was as bright as day, and he waited for his family to serve him.

As a result, Ms. Chen couldn't help but say: "Are you doing this in your own home?"

Xia Yun drooped his head, feeling ashamed, and mumbled an apology.

Ms. Chen's eyelids twitched, and she stared at him in confusion. Lao Xia took a step forward and took the conversation away: "Okay, okay, the young man is impatient, what's wrong with going out to eat something?"

That expression didn't look like he was going to give him a mixed doubles, but it seemed to see him abandoning the dark and turning to the bright, with a look of great relief.

Xia Yun burped slowly with a curve, which looked very much like a question mark on his forehead.

This reaction is not right... If such a disgraceful thing happened in his previous life, he would have to copy the palace rules and kneel in the ancestral hall, and all the maids and eunuchs who served him would be dragged out to beat the board.

His father even brought him a glass of water himself: "Are you full? I'll make you fried rice with eggs again?"

Xia Yunze took the water glass in a daze, and shook his head stiffly like a controlled puppet.

who I am?where am I?What am I going to do?

The water was a bit hot, and he came back to his senses after scalding his mouth. Xia Yun was shocked all over, and the hairs on the back of his neck stood up. He hurriedly waved his hands and declined: "No, thank you Dad, go so late have a rest."

The corners of his father's mouth sank, two nasolabial folds appeared on his face, and he stared at him unkindly, with a deep hatred of iron and steel.

This time it's his mother's turn to grin: "Heh, the hot face sticks to the cool ass."

Instead of quarreling with his wife, Lao Xia poked him back and forth with sharp eye knives, which made Xia Yun fidgety, and an unbelievable thought came to his mind——

Could it be that these two couples are... contending for favor in front of me?

He thought of Lao Xia's displeased face at dinner, could it be that he didn't appreciate it because he worked so hard to cook a table of dishes, and he only chose Ms. Chen's cold bitter gourd?

Xia Yun felt as if he had been punched in the face, and could hardly bear this strange and hot emotion.

He looked at this and then that, and felt that he was thinking too much. In his previous life, princes and princesses fought for favor with all kinds of tricks, and he had never seen parents fight for their children's favor. Is it true that rare things are more expensive?

In order to calm things down, he cleared his throat and whispered, "No, no chopped green onions."

He guessed right, Lao Xia's face immediately cleared up, he gave Ms. Chen a proud look, and happily went into the kitchen to wash his hands and make fried rice.

oops……

Xia Yun blushed, his head was buzzing, he was conflicted and apprehensive, and he was also a little inexplicably surprised. At the same time, he fell into deep shame. He felt that it was extremely unfilial for his working parents to cook in the middle of the night, and he dared to be complacent.

"I want a bowl too." Ms. Chen poked her head into the kitchen and asked for an extra meal as a matter of course. Lao Xia snorted and dug out two large bowls of white rice from the electric cooker and prepared them by the stove.

Xia Yun was so embarrassed that he didn't know where to put his hands and feet. He opened the refrigerator to get eggs for his father, and his mother stretched out her hand to stop him: "Don't worry about him, just wait and eat."

Then she dragged him to the sofa without any explanation, and peeled the grapefruit petals for him to eat.

Xia Yun was flattered, sat upright, cupped his hands into a bowl and took the grapefruit meat handed over by Ms. Chen, just about to thank him, his mother glared at him, frowned and said: "What's the matter with you, you are at home How do you act like a guest?"

"Ah?" He put his feet together, blinked his eyes with the expression of a primary school student listening to training, his mother curled her lips and said, "I realized it last time, you are not affectionate to us at all, my mother beat us before. You, are you still holding grudges against your mother?"

Xia Yun shook his head resolutely, this is really not the case, the beating is the original owner's fault, how can he have any grudges to remember as a paratrooper?

But Ms. Chen was right. He had just returned to his "own" home and hadn't fully adapted to it. He was so nervous that he couldn't let go of his hands and feet. He was more cautious than the guests.

This kind of strangeness cannot be eliminated overnight, he also wants to be a good son, and work hard to learn how to get along with his wife.

"You don't have any pomp at home, you eat secretly when you're hungry in the middle of the night, what's the matter with eating openly? Good luck!" Ms. Chen rolled her eyes to the sky, "You have hard wings and draw a clear line with us? "

Xia Yun shook his head like a rattle: "Don't dare, I'm just afraid that the noise will wake you up."

Ms. Chen sneered, but didn't expose his bad excuse. Xia Yun also felt that the reason was weak, so he just kept going, got up and took out the lotus root clip from the refrigerator, squeezed tomato sauce and started eating, and said sincerely Ask Ms. Chen if she wants a piece.

As long as there are some things, as long as you put your face on it, you will not be so guilty. If the child is not so disciplined, the parents will be happier. The relationship between parents and children is really a metaphysics.

After a while, Lao Xia brought out two bowls of fried rice with eggs, steaming hot, full of color and fragrance, the eggs were fluffy and golden, and the rice grains were distinct, accompanied by ham, corn, and colored peppers. The ingredients were rich and pleasing to the eye.

Xia Yunze was not hungry at first, but when he saw the egg fried rice, his stomach started to growl again. He shared a bowl with Ms. Chen, and ate it very much.

Lao Xia sat and watched them eat, full of gratification, but also a little depressed, thinking that this son not only made the chopsticks curl up, but also the spoon?

He resisted the urge to slap him, and decided to take a step back.

The son just came back, and the old woman is very rare. Three days later, people hate dogs, and at that time, he must get rid of his stinky problem.

The next day, no one woke up, and he let him sleep until he woke up naturally. However, he had already trained Brother Bing to have an extremely accurate biological clock, and he lost all sleepiness before seven o'clock.

In the middle of the night, the bowl of fried rice with eggs fell into his stomach, his stomach was full, his chest was swollen, and the discomfort of being in a strange environment eased a lot, allowing him to sleep comfortably until dawn.

Afraid of being scolded by his parents for being lazy, he quickly got up, brushed his teeth and washed his face, but when he came out, he saw that his parents were not there, and left a note on the dining table saying that he had gone to the morning market.

The alarm in Xia Yun's mind was cleared, and he got into bed again with a lazy body shaking, yawned, and poked Lu Yuanfei itchyly: "Brother, are you up yet?"

Although he knew the reason to ask, he didn't want to call it directly. For some reason, he became pretentious once he returned to his mother's house, and always wanted to show a little reserved gesture so that the son-in-law would not get carried away.

Lu Yuanfei didn't reply, the video request was sent, Xia Yun pursed his lips and snickered, and rang a few times before getting through.

The carefulness of wanting to greet and yet rejecting is extremely seductive.

Lu Yuanfei was cooking instant noodles, and even hung his mobile phone over to let him see the egg flowers rolling in the pot. Xia Yun came out of the quilt and asked him to turn down the fire, but it was too late , The good poached eggs just fell apart into egg drop soup.

His brother is capable of everything, except that he can't cook. Xia Yun couldn't hold back, and proudly showed off that his father got up in the middle of the night to make supper for him, and the most important thing was that it tasted very good.

After he finished playing, he felt a little embarrassed again, and said, "Am I being too ignorant?"

Lu Yuanfei took out a chopstick and tasted the softness and firmness, and replied: "Family should not be too sensible."

Xia Yun felt concerned, recalling that in his previous life, he was cautious, knowledgeable and reasonable, and the emperor's scumbag father didn't even give him a look. It can be seen that this father-son relationship is not something he can get by pretending to be good.

Ms. Chen said that he is not close. On the one hand, he really has a sense of alienation in his hometown, and on the other hand, he wants to perform too well, but instead restrains his hands and cannot perform at half the level of coaxing students in Huangshi.

He also has no way to coax his parents into customers. Even if he can't repay this family affection wholeheartedly, at least don't let him down.

Xia Yun silently adjusted his style of dealing with things from "beautiful" to "fine", intending to play by ear, make a style and a level, and everyone is happy.

The ideal is full, but the reality is a bit miserable. He has only maintained his good life for three days when he stretched out his clothes, stretched out his hands, and opened his mouth. His mother began to pick his nose and eyes at him.

He used to stay in bed until noon, but now he comes to lift the quilt before seven o'clock, and opens his mouth to say, "It's almost nine o'clock!"

From a table of dishes for each meal to casually fried two, if you don’t care about cooking, you can simply cook some noodles and make a fool of yourself, with a bonus sentence "You can eat ready-made don't compare!"

When he first came home, his mother held his hand beamingly and said, good son, let Mom take a good look at you, but now it becomes "Don't let me watch TV by dangling in front of my eyes!"

Even if he raised his orchid finger, his father would take it with a chopstick.

It was all these trivial matters, which made Xia Yun feel disheartened and at a loss as to what to do. He repeatedly thought about what he did wrong, and even asked Lu Yuanfei to come and explain.

Lu Yuanfei listened to his complaints, instead of comforting him, he laughed straight away, his eyes were red with anger, and he wanted to hang up the phone. Then this annoying boyfriend expressed his opinion: "It's okay, my parents are like this, just coming home is a treasure, wait for me." After a long time, it becomes a grass."

Not comforted at all!

Xia Yun's shoulders were crushed by frustration, his mouth pursed, and he said aggrievedly: "I think they despise me."

The feng shui took turns, and now he has a hot face and a cold butt, and he didn't have much deep feelings at first, so why bother?

The young man was depressed, sad, and wanted to run away from home, but Lu Yuanfei stopped him in time: "You can't shrink back when you encounter a little difficulty, and your biological parents and children still hate each other all day long, let alone you, an airborne."

Lu Yuanfei fully explained the truth that distance produces beauty, and made him think more about things, and explore the real reasons behind his parents' dislike.

Find out the problem, solve the problem, the way of Brother Jagged is so straight.

Xia Yun suddenly realized, and without hanging up the phone, he turned to find his old lady, straight to the point, straight to the point——

"Don't you want me to live at home?"

His father's remote control fell under the sofa, his mother swallowed the melon seeds together, and looked at him blankly.

Lu Yuanfei listened to the live broadcast on the other side and sighed helplessly.

I think you are in a hurry to find a draw.

He regretted that he had just discouraged Xiao Gongju from starting a revolution, and he might as well run away from home instead of being kicked out.