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Fan Wenyuan summed up his whole life with a good word, good looks, good family background, good marriage, and even the sons he gave birth to are better than others.

Xu Qingzhou also gave her a good face. From childhood to adulthood, she is obedient and sensible, good at learning, polite, and can handle everyone and everything properly. She has never made people worry about it.

When everyone mentioned Teacher Fan and Teacher Xu's sons, they all gave a thumbs up and praised, whether it was appearance or ability, character or future, every word was admiration.

Fan Wenyuan felt more than once that the most proud thing in his life was having a son like Xu Qingzhou, because her son was also full of hope in the distant future.

Like an ordinary mother, she doesn't have too many extravagant expectations, she just thinks that she can watch Xu Qingzhou become a talent, have a successful career, get married, start a family, not out of line, not degenerate, have his own brilliant life, and continue to be praised by everyone go down.

In this way, I feel that my life as a mother has been very complete.

But she didn't expect that one day, her proud son would stand in front of his closest relatives in the world, and in an extremely serious tone, he would say words that almost broke everyone.

"I don't plan on getting married in my life."

Before Fan Wenyuan could react to the joy of his son coming home, he was stunned by this sentence, and he really suspected that he was still awake and was in a dream.

Xu Shenxing and his son, who were behind her, had the same reaction as her. Their bodies were stiff, their eyes were wide open, and their faces were full of shock.

In the end, the old man was the first to react. He stretched out his trembling fingers, pointed directly at Xu Qingzhou, and asked in disbelief: "You, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Xu Qingzhou stood in the middle of the living room, his body was tense, his hands were tightly grasping the corner of his clothes, his head was lowered, his face was shrouded in darkness, so that he could not see his expression clearly.

Hearing Grandpa Xu's voice, his fingers trembled slightly, and then he sighed subconsciously, as if he had made up his mind and put all his eggs in one basket, he simply repeated what he had just said, "Grandpa, I'm sorry, I may, may not will get married."

His voice is not loud, soft and soft, just like his usual speech, cool and melodious, but it can be heard clearly by everyone present.

Although what Xu Qingzhou said was vague and without beginning or end, Fan Wenyuan felt vaguely uneasy in her heart. Mother and child were connected. She could feel the panic in her son's heart. The inexplicable question suddenly seemed to understand something.

Then he frowned, stepped forward hurriedly, grabbed his son's elbow, deliberately said in a relaxed tone, and said with a smile: "Son, did you faint from the car and started talking nonsense, hurry up, I'll take you to rest first, and we'll talk when we wake up."

Xu Qingzhou raised her head, stretched out her hand to hold Teacher Fan's hand, gently pulled it off her elbow, shook her head at her, showed a smile, and said with a chuckle: "Mom, I'm sober, I'm sober. Know what I'm talking about."

As soon as the words fell, he took two steps forward, with a faint smile on his face, looked at his grandfather and father, and opened his mouth slightly.

The uneasiness in Fan Wenyuan's heart came true. He already knew what Xu Qingzhou was going to say. Before Xu Qingzhou could make a sound, she turned her back to several people and hurriedly stopped, "Xu Qingzhou!"

Teacher Fan seldom used this tone of voice to talk to people. He said these three words very quickly, which showed the restlessness in the master's heart. He squeezed them out of his throat anxiously. The ending was trembling and almost broke.

Hearing this roar, Xu Qingzhou felt mixed feelings in his heart and felt uncomfortable, but he had already made a plan, and if he took a step with great difficulty, if he turned around, there would be no next time, so he and Gu Yao would have nothing to do. the future.

Thinking of this, he swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, and when the choking feeling in his throat got better, he opened his mouth again and said what he hadn't said just now, "I like a boy, and I want to be with him, so, I I can't marry anymore."

If the words just now made the Xu family father and son feel inexplicable, then this sentence is the direct trigger that made them lose their minds.

After hearing Xu Qingzhou's words, the two didn't react for a while. They looked at each other blankly, and they both saw confusion in each other's eyes. These words are obviously very simple. When they are combined to form a sentence, it makes people Can't understand.

What does it mean to like a boy?What does it mean to be with him?What do you mean you can't get married?

The news was so sudden that the Xu family father and son felt like they were dreaming, and they didn't understand the meaning at all.

Fan Wenyuan didn't turn around. This farce exceeded her expectations, which made her very passive and didn't know what to do.

Leaning on crutches, Grandpa Xu walked up to Xu Qingzhou cautiously. Instead of the same kindness and gentleness on his face, he had a dark face and said coldly: "Say it again."

Xu Qingzhou looked directly into the eyes of the old man, and the whole person was like a tall and straight tree, standing straight, without any retreat or timidity, and repeated again in his cold voice, "I like someone, I promised him, I want to be with him Together, I can't get married."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mr. Xu raised the crutch in his hand and knocked heavily towards Xu Qingzhou's popliteal. His body leaned forward, and he fell to his knees with a "boom", and the muffled sound of muscles colliding with the ground rang out in the living room.

The pain spread upwards along Xu Qingzhou's legs. The pain caused cold sweat to break out on his forehead, but he still straightened his back and did not give in.

Hearing the movement, Fan Wenyuan turned around and saw his precious son kneeling on the ground. He hurriedly came over and hugged Xu Qingzhou's shoulders. After careful inspection, his face was full of distress: "Son, does it hurt, does it hurt?" Well, tell mom, is it very painful, it hurts there."

"Mom, I'm fine. Grandpa should hit me. Don't come over, be careful of getting hurt." Xu Qingzhou endured the pain, smiled, and gently pushed Teacher Fan aside.

"Dad, what are you doing? Is there anything you can't talk about, do you have to take a boat?" Xu Shenxing had never beaten his son before, seeing this scene, his heart ached to death, and he subconsciously reached out to stop Mr. Xu's crutches.

The old man has a dark face, and the expression on his face is very complicated. His love and teaching for Xu Qingzhou is no less than that of Xu Shenxing and his wife. This is the grandson he has cultivated little by little, the grandson he is most proud of, He has lived most of his life just to see his children and grandchildren happy, and in his dreams, he waited for Xu Qingzhou to become a talent, get married, be happy and healthy.

But he never expected that his obedient grandson would have such an outrageous day. How angry he was, he was angry with Xu Qingzhou for tarnishing the Xu family's reputation, angry with him for being irresponsible for the future, and angry with himself Willing to fall.

He can't just watch Xu Qingzhou make mistakes again and again, just think that his grandson is confused for a while, thinking that he must wake up Xu Qingzhou no matter what.

The old man has been teaching and educating people for many years, and he still has the aura of being a teacher in his bones. Seeing his son and daughter-in-law like this, he said with a cold face, "Xu Shenxing, you two have taught a good son, let him put aside the seriousness and do it. You can't control those morally corrupt things, I will help you manage them, let me get out of the way."

After finishing speaking, he pulled out the crutch gently held by Xu Shenxing, and pointed another stick at Xu Qingzhou's back, "I'll teach you how to read, how to be a human being, and how to read Chinese classics. Have I taught you to like men?" .”

Each stick is not light, and when it hits the flesh, there will be a series of sounds.

There was more and more sweat on his forehead, which gradually wetted the hair on his forehead and formed strands. The excess sweat merged into water marks and slid down to his chin, turning into drops of water, dripping on the Tiled floor.

Xu Qingzhou endured the burning pain from his body, his lips turned white after being bitten by him, and he mumbled an answer from between his lips, "No...no."

"Then do you know it's wrong?"

"No... no."

"Xu Qingzhou, do you still understand morality and shame? You are disloyal and unfilial. It is wrong to like men."

"No...I'm not wrong, no."

"Do you know what you're doing? You're sick, you're crazy, you've lost the face of the Xu family."

"grandfather……"

"Don't call me grandpa. Our family doesn't like men like you. Are you worthy of your parents and me?"

The more Grandpa Xu spoke, the angrier he became, and the strength of his hands gradually increased, making the sound of skin and flesh being knocked extremely dull.

Xu Qingzhou's eyes were wet with sweat, and his eyelashes were stuck together, making him unable to open his eyes, squinting and panting, very uncomfortable.

The sounds of beating, crying, and cursing all made this morning very chaotic.

No matter what Mr. Xu said, Xu Qingzhou still gritted his teeth and insisted that he was right. Why did others always think he was wrong? He really didn't think he was wrong.

What's wrong with liking someone.

The old man was really angry at first, and after hitting a few times with the cane, his anger subsided a little. Seeing that his grandson's lip was bitten by himself, the bright red blood on his lip flowed down the corner of his mouth, which made his face pale as paper.

His head was covered with sweat, his eyes were half-opened and half-closed, staring at the front as if out of focus, turbid, and his breathing was very light, as if he would be out of breath in the next second.

Although Xu Qingzhou was not held in his mouth and grew up, he was held in his hands and cared for. He was never beaten. Whether at home or outside, no one ever made him suffer.

He felt that the old man stopped his movements, endured the discomfort, opened his eyes, looked at the three people closest to him in this world, sniffed, and said softly in a hoarse voice: "Grandpa, parents, you Don't be angry with Xiaozhou."

Just this sentence made all three of them startled.

Xu Qingzhou was also naughty when he was a child. When he was four years old, the Xu family and his wife were busy with school affairs. They were negligent and forgot to pick up Xiao Qingzhou from the kindergarten. It happened that the old man had something to do that day, so he let him go home by himself. Then, later I can't find it.

The couple almost went crazy. They searched for a day and a night without rest. They ran all over the streets and alleys, searching every corner. Finally, they saw a disgraced little light boat shrunk into a small ball at the door of their house.

He couldn't find his way, and he walked around for a long time before walking home. He was full of grievances and wanted to tell his parents and grandfather that the alley was different from the one at home. He didn't know where to go, and wanted to say that there were many Car, he listened to the teacher and waited for the green light to turn on before leaving. He wanted to say that he was very hungry and tired, and wanted to eat the chicken wings made by his mother...

There are so many things I want to say, but before I can speak, I see my mother hugging me tightly, crying heart-wrenchingly.

Xiao Qingzhou, who was still young, didn't know that the crying of her parents and grandpa was because she recovered what she had lost, but she just thought in a daze that she ran around and did something wrong.

He drooped his head, lightly patted Teacher Fan on the back with his small hands, and said in a childlike voice, "Grandpa, Mom and Dad, don't be angry with Xiaozhou, okay?"

Xu Caizi's one of the few shows of weakness is also because of his family.

The scene at this time seems to overlap with that at that time.

Fan Wenyuan burst into tears. She broke free from her husband's arms, ran over quickly, and gently hugged the bruised Xu Qingzhou into her arms. Tears covered her cheeks, making this usually calm and calm woman breaks down.

She brushed away her son's wet Ruru's hair, choked up and said, "Xiao Zhou, my mother is not angry, my mother is not angry, how could my mother be angry with you, it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, mom will take you to the hospital."

Mr. Xu shook his body, staggered a few steps, and sat down on the sofa. Hearing his daughter-in-law's cry, he felt uncomfortable, indescribably uncomfortable.

How could he watch Xu Qingzhou degenerate? His grandson, whose life has just begun, has a brighter future and cannot be stained. He just wanted to pull his grandson out of that quagmire, but he never thought that maybe everything in his own eyes The quagmire is a paradise in the eyes of the grandson.

Seeing the tragedy of his grandson, the most important thing is that he was the one who imposed the punishment. Mr. Xu looked at the farce in front of him, which made people feel funny and exhausted. Parents always impose what they think is right on their children. It was a kind heart, but never asked the child if he needed it.

They didn't think about why Xu Qingzhou liked that boy, they didn't even think about understanding the child's thoughts, they didn't ask whether they would be happy together, they just blindly felt that this kind of behavior was shameful and discredited.

In fact, at the bottom of it, it's just that very false self-esteem at work.

There are no right and wrong things in the world, there are only people who like to distinguish between right and wrong.

For some problems that cannot be solved by laws and regulations, these people classify what the majority agrees with as right and what the minority agrees with as wrong.

Just like men liking men, for most people, it is wrong, but they forget that the root of this problem is liking, and liking a person should be equal.

Except for the person concerned, no one can stand in the perspective of God to judge whether the favorite is right or wrong.

The old man taught books for half his life, but he forgot to teach himself.

Xu Qingzhou leaned against Fan Wenyuan's arms, looked at his grandfather's face, and heard Teacher Fan's cry, thinking about a lot of things in a mess.

He thought, what grandpa said was actually true, and he was indeed unfaithful and unfilial; thinking, Teacher Fan's eyeliner was drawn in tears, and looked a little scary; thinking, he had only been beaten ten times and was about to faint from pain, When Gu Yao was beaten, did he feel more pain than himself?

The moment he passed out, he thought, Gu Yao was beaten once because of him, and he was beaten again because of Gu Yao, the two of them are really damn harmonious.

The author has something to say:

small theater:

Let Gu Yao travel through the past, and when he is looking for a light boat:

Gu Yao: [Touch chin, hand candy] Little brother, come here, listen to what my brother tells you.

Xiao Qingzhou: [Blinks] The teacher said that those who are more than ten years older than me should be called uncle. May I ask how old you are.

Gu Yao who is 16 years older than others: ...

Gu Yao, died.

ps: The main text will end tomorrow, and then there will be three extra chapters, looking forward to it (?˙ー˙?)

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