I was straight from the start

Bai Chuan nodded in agreement: "Elopement is the worst policy. Dad finally hoped to return his younger brother. He has just experienced the incident with his mother. If he loses his younger brother again, if it makes him feel sad, he may follow his mother."

Boran stared at Han Weisheng tearfully.

Han Weisheng possessed himself to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and comforted him: "Don't worry, I also said that it is really impossible. Before that, let's think of other ways. I believe that uncle is not someone who can't make sense."

Bo Ran nodded, and buried his cheeks in Han Weisheng's palm. Han Weisheng approached Bo Ran, hugged his head, and gently stroked his back.

Bai Chuan said: "Now we still need to know what father thinks. I have a solution. I don't know if it will work."

The young couple raised their heads and asked, "What way?"

Pu Ling has a god descending to the sun, it's not so grand, it's just a festival for the ancestors.

It is said that there was a rumor that an unnamed god passed by Puling and saw a woman standing on the bridge crying. The god asked the woman why she was crying, and the woman said: I run around day and night for my life, and I live my own life every day.God took pity on the woman, so he stayed and became the lord of the city, married the woman, and celebrated his descent every year. On that day, the whole city celebrates the day, and everyone does not have to work.

I remember not knowing how long ago, God’s Descending Day seemed to be a whole month’s rest, but then I felt that one month was too long, and I didn’t work for one month, how to make ends meet, the government didn’t have so many holiday silver payments, so I shortened it to one day, which is considered a commemoration.

This year's God's Descending Day is coming soon, but before the festival, other legends about God's Descending suddenly spread in the streets and alleys. People didn't understand what they heard at first. The story of the Wuming God meeting the handsome son suddenly became popular.

It turned out that Pu Ling's city lord used to be accompanied by a book boy, and the two played together since they were young, and they had some affection, although it wasn't the kind sung in that song.

But it still caused the city lord who happened to come to listen to the play to recall the past and shed tears, so he extended the time for the god to descend to the sun to three days, and changed the story in the ancestral book.

This day, Mr. Bai had dinner with his family with a dark face. The whole family saw that Mr. Bai was unhappy and didn't know what happened, so they didn't dare to speak rashly.

A meal is very depressing.

In the end, Bai Chuan couldn't help but asked: "My son saw that his father's face is not good, did he encounter any troubles?"

I didn't expect to have any results at first, but I was just asking questions of concern. Unexpectedly, Master Bai seemed to hold back for a long time, and immediately pinched his chopsticks angrily and said: "What's more, what do you think the city lord thinks? Forget it, and write such absurd stories, listen to what they are? Men and women fall in love? It’s a disregard for human relations! It’s really...it’s...it’s unreasonable!"

The more Mr. Bai thought about it, the more angry he became, he slapped the table and got up, flung his sleeves away, and muttered as he walked: "...I didn't listen to him when I told him...it's really reckless...broken sleeve...unreasonable..."

Bo Ran's face turned pale every time Bo Song said a word, his hands trembled, and finally he couldn't even hold the chopsticks and let them fall to the ground.

Han Weisheng didn't have time to take care of the chopsticks, he supported Boran who was covered in ashes and looked like he was about to fall, and said: "Don't do this, there are other ways."

Bai Chuan also had some headaches. He didn't expect Master Bai to reject Duanxiu so much. This is going to be difficult.

Boran's eyes were out of focus for a moment, and he grabbed Han Weisheng's sleeve and asked, "What...what should I do? Daddy doesn't like it...what should I do?"

Han Weisheng hugged him, stroked his back, and comforted him: "Don't be afraid, uncle just can't accept it for a while, let's talk to him again, I believe our true feelings will definitely move him."

Boran's complexion was still not good, his tears rolled down unstoppably like beads with a broken thread, and finally he simply buried his face in Han Weisheng's chest.

Han Weisheng pursed his lips, hugged Boran tightly, his thoughts turned a hundred and eight times.

Bai Chuan frowned, not knowing what to do.

At best, he can only help to test Mr. Bai, but he doesn't know how to convince his somewhat stubborn father, and the matter with his mother has not been long, and his father must not be in a good mood. To talk about this kind of thing now is just To make matters worse.