Little nagging

It's really coming to an end, there will be at most two or three chapters of daily life, and then there will be a doi episode.

His parents are eccentric, but they still love him.

On Saturday, Xiao Nao and I went back to his house. His parents were very kind and had a simple meal.

During the meeting, we were asked about our plans for the future.

We are living together now. Although I rented that house, the conditions are not bad.

If you save for another two years, you will pay a down payment and write our names.

At that time, Xiao Nao also came out to work, and the two of them repaid the mortgage together, so the pressure would be less.

His parents probably still feel uneasy without that marriage certificate.

The little nagging rushed to say that he could go abroad to get a certificate in the future.

His parents also said that those from abroad cannot be counted.

The little nagging retorted, even if there is a marriage certificate, they will get divorced.

Then almost got into a fight.

This shows that his parents still don't agree with us being together, and they probably regret it after waiting for the little nagging.

Unfortunately, we won't let them do so.

After leaving, Xiao Nagging said to me: "Brother, actually my parents are very satisfied with you. If I were a daughter, they would definitely agree with 1 people. Also, my husband is such a mature, stable, reliable, and handsome man. How could anyone not like it?"

"Don't flatter me. If I have money, they will definitely feel more at ease."

"Brother, you can't do this. If you are still a rich person, will you let others live? No one is perfect. And your salary is not low. The most important thing is to make money. My parents I also understand."

……

After solving his parents, it's my parents' turn.

Although the little nagging has been persuading me not to come out of the closet, it will be too late to come out when I have to, but I don't want to.

Back then, the mother-in-law asked a question: "Do your parents know about your relationship?"

I was ashamed at the time and didn't know what to say.

Although my parents have no culture, it must be difficult for me to accept homosexuality.

It's just that I don't really care if they accept it or not.

It's been like this since I was a child.

They were arguing, I was cooking on the stove, and I had to call them to eat after I finished eating.

Why not just call it when it's done?

I don't want to watch them quarrel, and I don't want them to overturn the table so that I can't even eat.

Of course, they are not completely useless, at least they are quite generous in giving money.

Tuition fees, tuition fees, food expenses, and other expenses are all less than me.

It's just that they don't work when they quarrel, and they quarrel every day, all the time, and quarrel whenever they meet.

Miraculously, after all these years of quarreling, they did not get divorced.

When I was in elementary school, I went home and wanted to ask them to give money, but when I found that they were still arguing in the room, I pushed open the door violently, and saw them hurriedly pulling the quilt to barely cover their naked bodies.

I didn't understand it very well at the time, but I didn't understand it completely.

He exited the room in a daze, even forgetting to ask for money.

In the end, they pretended nothing happened and gave a lot of pocket money for no reason.

Thinking about this experience later makes my scalp tingle every time.

They are still arguing now, but they are not so extreme, there are fewer complaints, and the current mode is more bickering.

So, I should be raised by three people, my father, my mother and myself.

After I went to junior high school, I lived on campus, and from high school, college to work, I got farther and farther away from them step by step.

They don't seem to notice that we don't talk on the phone a few times a year.

Of course I blamed them, but now I'm relieved.

Always clinging to the past, the future will become difficult.

Every year when I go back for the Spring Festival, they will also ask me if I have talked about my girlfriend.

I said, no talk.

They asked again, why didn't they talk about it?

I replied that I didn't find a suitable one.

They should, oh well.

Then it was rare to have a quiet meal together.

By the way, they don't argue for a few days during the Chinese New Year, and endure it, and count together after the New Year.

It is because they are afraid that it will be unlucky and that the coming year will not go well.

I would have appreciated such feudal thinking as a child.

In the evening I made a video call to them.

My mother was wearing pajamas, leaning on the bed unkempt. In the first second of the video, my mother kicked to the side, and then my father cried out in pain.

"Stop making trouble, my son is calling." She said to the side, and then turned to me and said, "Son, why did you think of calling mom today?"

The second after she finished speaking, my dad also squeezed into the video: "Zhou, your mother has lost her temper recently, and she beats people very hard."

"Get out! Why don't you tell me why I beat you?"

"Why? You're making trouble for no reason."

"Okay, cooperating with you, did you do anything wrong?"

……

That's why I don't like to call them. Even if I want to call, I have to guess when they are not together, so that I can concentrate on listening to my speech if there is no quarrel.

Although usually I don't know what to say, but today I do have something important to say.

"Stop making noise!" I yelled, and they fell silent before I continued, "I have something to say."

"Son, do you have a date?"

?

Should I say "Knowing a child is like a mother"?

"Hmm." I nodded.

"Hurry up and show me what my future daughter-in-law looks like!" My mother was very excited.

My dad yelled at her: "Anyway, I can't find your mother like this, good-looking, bad-tempered. Unlucky!"

"I'm unlucky!"

……

I rolled my eyes, now that's the case I kind of don't know if they are fighting or flirting in front of me.

Anyway, it sounds fierce.

I can only yell at them again: "My partner is a man!"

This time it was very effective, and it was quiet for a long, long time...

"Son, are you kidding?" My mother took the lead in breaking the deadlock.

I yelled "Little Nagging", and a minute later, Little Nagging came out and sat next to me wiping her wet hair: "What are you doing, brother? I just took a shower."

My dad coughed, and it was only when Little Nagging paid attention to his parents-in-law that he let out a rooster crow in an instant, and then ran out of the camera.

Silently but ferociously asked me: "Your parents? Why didn't you tell me in advance?!"

I signaled that he was fine, and pulled him back to sit.

He greeted shyly: "Dad... Oh no, hello uncle and aunt."

They didn't know who hung up the phone, but they stimulated the little nagging, thinking that they had scared the parents-in-law away.

They kept hitting me, pinching me, and calling me sick.

I quickly hugged him into my arms and comforted me for a while.

I reckon they're arguing about who of them caused me to be gay.

A few days later, my mom sent me a WeChat message at [-]am.

[Son, even if you are gay, your parents still love you. 】

I was surprised, I thought they were going to call me home and drag me to the doctor.

They even arranged a marriage for me directly and asked me to give birth to them.

Although I don't think they can affect us, the process of fantasy is quite sad.

This text message allowed me to get a good night's sleep with peace of mind.

At that moment, I realized that I still love them very much.