Eat chicken and eat the goddess

Mu Ziyou opened the door with the key, and vaguely saw Tong Fu and Mu Qingshan sitting on the sofa, and without looking up, he lowered his head and yelled, changing his shoes.

"Mom, I'm back."

In the past, when Mu Ziyou came home, Tong Fu would greet her no matter what he was doing, took her bag and gave her a hug, and then kissed her hard on the forehead under Mu Ziyou's extremely helpless eyes.

But today seems to be a bit different. After Mu Ziyou changed her shoes and hung up her coat at the door, she didn't see her parents responding to her. She looked up in doubt.

Then I saw Tong Fu and Mu Qingshan sitting on the sofa, almost maintaining the same movement and turning their heads to look at her, their eyes were full of inquiry and complexity.

Mu Ziyou got a little hairy from being stared at by them, and touched his neck a little uneasy, while guessing what he had done to make them angry, or what they discovered, he walked over pretending to be calm, with an expression on his face. cute smile.

"Mom and Dad, what are you...doing, have you eaten yet?"

Seeing her daughter's nonchalant expression, Tong Fu and Mu Qingshan glanced at each other, and then exchanged winks, instantly understanding what the other meant.

Tong Fu cleared his throat and forced a smile.

"Ahem, baby, Mom and Dad have something to ask you."

Mu Ziyou sat down opposite them, put his hands on his knees, sat upright with his back straight, as if he was listening to the class seriously.

"Mom and Dad, you can ask whatever you want."

In fact, Tong Fu was not sure about the relationship between her daughter and Yan Zhen, but if they were just friends, how could they kiss mouth to mouth, and she knew her daughter's personality well.

As a mother, sometimes I would be disgusted if I gnawed on her face, let alone let her take the initiative!

So Tong Fu is biased, it is Mu Ziyou who is in love with Yan Zhen, but this is not completely certain, maybe Mu Ziyou is so enthusiastic about the friend he likes.

Although Tong Fu himself didn't believe this excuse at all, it was possible.

Tong Fu asked Mu Ziyou tentatively.

"It's like this. Mom thinks that you are not too young, and you have reached the age to fall in love. But my father and I have never heard you talk about your boyfriend. Have you talked about it? Or ...I'm sorry to tell my mother."

Mu Ziyou pursed his lips, touched his neck and lowered his head slightly.

"No, I don't have a boyfriend."

Although he didn't get along with Mu Ziyou for a long time, Tong Fu still felt that he knew this child well. Seeing her touching her neck and bowing her head, Tong Fu knew that she was guilty.

Mu Qingshan added a sentence on the side and asked.

"So, is there anyone you like?"

Mu Ziyou didn't answer, just raised his head and smiled, and changed the subject.

"What's the matter with you today, you suddenly asked this."

Tong Fu's heart was tense, and looking at Mu Ziyou's attitude, she felt that she had guessed pretty well. The relationship between Mu Ziyou and Yan Zhen might be exactly what she thought.

Although flustered, Tong Fu still pretended to be concerned and said with a relaxed smile.

"We think that when you reach the age of falling in love, we, as parents, should also know about your love life."

They chatted briefly for a while, trying to lure Mu Ziyou to tell the truth by knocking from the side, but Mu Ziyou changed the subject quickly and naturally every time, and they couldn't ask directly, so they didn't ask anything in the end.

Mu Ziyou took the opportunity to sneak back to his room on the pretext that he was sleepy and wanted to rest. As soon as the door was closed, he called Yan Zhen and talked about his parents' unusual behavior today.

The two were discussing whether they were seen by Tong Fu when they were downstairs just now.

Who would have known that such a thing would happen tonight, let alone being seen by Yan Zhen's second uncle, it seems that he was bumped into by his own mother.

Tong Fu and Mu Qingshan looked at each other, they also forgot about the matter of asking Mu Ziyou to go home to discuss, and now all they could think about was their daughter's sexual orientation, but they didn't ask anything.

It was late at night, and Tong Fu and Mu Qingshan were getting ready to sleep in the bedroom.

Tong Fu has been sitting by the bed without saying a word, with a sad and helpless expression on his face, Mu Qingshan knew that she was worried about Mu Ziyou, so he walked over and sat beside her, stretching out his arms to comfort her.

"Actually, it's nothing. Girls are pretty nice too. I think that girl named Yan Zhen is also pretty nice. If Ziyou likes it, let's not interfere."

Tong Fu said something sullenly.

"You can watch it."

Mu Qingshan grinned, compared to Tong Fu, he didn't seem to be worried about dissatisfaction, on the contrary, he had a calm mind, and said while shaking Tong Fu gently.

"Think about it, when we run around abroad, it's rare for us to encounter such things. Do you remember that in Madrid, Spain, two years ago, we happened to meet the pride parade, and you still held the flag and danced with them. "

Tong Fu frowned and said nothing.

Mu Qingshan raised his eyebrows and continued.

"Another time in England, the two ladies who shared the table with us in the restaurant were also lovers, beautiful and loving. I remember you told people that you envied them, and it worried me for a while. I'm worried that one day you'll find a woman and run away with you."

"Pfft, what are you thinking about?"

Tong Fu was finally amused by Mu Qingshan, glared at him reproachfully, then put his arms around his arm, leaned his head on his shoulder, and expressed his worry with a long sigh.

"Those are all abroad, and you know how foreign countries are more open than the domestic atmosphere. I'm not worried because Ziyou might like women, I'm worried that if she really likes girls, she will suffer a lot in the future, Don't worry about what others think of them, whether they will be discriminated against by others in their daily life."

Mu Qingshan shook his head and said with emotion.

"Life is short, and in just a few decades, if you care about other people's opinions, it would be a miserable life. Think about how many people persuaded us when we decided to go out for adventure, and one or two of our family and relatives were sincere Persuasion. If we had really listened to what they said, would we still be able to live so happily and unrestrainedly?"

Tong Fu understood what Mu Qingshan said, but she still felt like a big rock was pressing down on her heart.

"I understand what you said, but I just feel sad that this happened to Ziyou."

Mu Qingshan saw that his beloved wife was depressed all the time, holding her face as if she was about to cry, so she hugged her tightly, and put her hand on her shoulder and patted her lightly.

"Then are you sad that she is in love, or that she is in love with a girl?"

"It's all sad."

Mu Qingshan could see it, and he smiled heartily.

"I think it's pretty good. I was afraid that she was looking for a stinky boy and insisted on running with her. Not only did she not run away, she even brought us a daughter back. What a good deal. Besides, she doesn't have to have children anymore. The child hurts so much, you hurt when you gave birth to the child, it pinched my hand blue..."

Tong Fu rolled his eyes at him.

"Do you think you are doing business and buying things, buy one get one free? Besides, if we don't have children, where should we go to hold our grandchildren?"

Hearing what she said, Mu Qingshan was also taken aback, he was still a little moved by grandchildren and so on.

"It doesn't matter. Now that the technology is so advanced, artificial insemination or something can always be born anyway."

Mu Ziyou was still lying on the bed after taking a shower and was on the phone with Yan Zhen. She never expected that in the next room opposite her, her parents were already discussing who would have a baby between her and Yan Zhen.

The young couple in love can chat all night casually, without feeling the passage of time at all, and it has already reached one or two o'clock in the morning before they know it.

Finally hearing the tiredness in Yan Zhen's tone, Mu Ziyou told her to hang up the phone and rest first, see you tomorrow.

After hanging up the phone, Mu Ziyou yawned and was about to go to bed, but when she was about to go to bed, her phone rang suddenly.

It was Bai Hui's call.

Mu Ziyou didn't know if she called him in the middle of the night because there was something urgent, so he answered it quickly.

Bai Hui's voice was a little tired and helpless.

"Ziyou, did I wake you up?"

"No, I haven't fallen asleep yet. You... What's the matter with you calling me, are you not feeling well?"

"No, I just want to ask you, do you have time tomorrow, can you come to my house.

Mu Ziyou asked suspiciously.

"Ah, tomorrow. Is...what's the matter?"

Bai Hui stood at the stairs. She looked at Yan Qingsu who was curled up on the sofa and fell asleep in the living room downstairs with complicated eyes.

After she said two nonsensical words, she suddenly changed her mind.

"Actually, it's nothing. It's just...forget it. It's nothing. I'm bothering you. Go to sleep."

Bai Hui quickly hung up the phone, and Mu Ziyou was left holding the phone with a puzzled look on his face.

Bai Hui was thirsty in the middle of the night, and there was no water in the room, so he wanted to go downstairs to get a glass of water.

She tried her best to make no noise as she walked downstairs, poured a glass of water and drank it, and was about to go back to her room.

But when he walked to Yan Qingsu's side, he found that the thin blanket covering her body had slipped on the carpet, and she curled up because of the cold.

Bai Hui bit her lip, walked up to her, looked down at her face, hesitated for a while, then knelt down to pick up the blanket that fell on the ground, and gently covered Yan Qingsu's body.

For the past two days, Yan Qingsu has been taking care of her, cooking for her, making soup and reminding her to take medicine, and even showing up when she is having dinner with clients, to stop her from drinking.