"Let's not talk about whether she has a boyfriend or not." The old man waved his hand, scaring Qin Ze into thinking that he was going to be beaten again.
"What about Zijin? What's the relationship between you and Zijin? "The old man's tone was irritated.
"Pure boyfriend-girlfriend relationship." Qin Ze used implicit language to summarize his relationship with Sister Ziwei.
"No?" The old man was stunned.
Qin Ze nodded.
The kitchen was quiet for a while. The old man frowned and pondered. Qin Ma was also pondering. Qin Ze was trembling.
I don't know when the scalp will be cut. Steady, I will be able to get through it.
"What are you going to do?" The old man couldn't figure it out and threw the question back to his son.
"I don't know." Qin Ze scratched his head.
Perhaps seeing the confusion and loss in his son's eyes, the old man didn't cut him. From a father's point of view, he analyzed for his son: "You have a relationship with her. As long as the girl doesn't ask you to leave, you should take responsibility. Su Yu is a good girl. Of course, Dad is not pedantic. If you like Wang Zijin more, you can talk to Su Yu and part on good terms. Otherwise, talk to Zijin and break up as soon as possible. "
Qin Ze lowered his head and shrugged his head, like a lost puppy in the wild, lonely and desolate.
The old man's heart softened inexplicably. This was his salted fish, his son. Maybe he did something wrong, but as a father, he should not just reprimand and punish him seriously, but also point out the right path for him. The role of a father was the benchmark on the child's life path and the lighthouse on a drifting ship.
I should be more patient and careful, help him, persuade him, and guide him with gentle fatherly love.
The old man sighed: "If you have any thoughts and troubles, just say it. Dad has decades of life experience more than you. I think I can help you."
Qin Ze said in a tangled voice:
"Can't I have both? Do you have any experience in this area? "
The old man: "…"
Qin Ma was speechless.
Grandpa Sheng immediately looked at Qin Ma. Qin Ma snorted. "Do you have any experience in this area?"
Attentive? Patience?
Hehe, such a son should be beaten to death.
The old man said in a deep voice, "Die, you little red man."
He lifted the hem of his sweater and pulled out his belt.
"Oh, my dear father." Qin Ze hurriedly grabbed the belt. "You'd better cut off my scalp. I'm not afraid."
The leather belt was much more powerful than a feather duster, and he couldn't withstand it.
I'm in despair. A new year has just started and I've already been beaten up. I feel like I'm done for this year.
This wasn't his natal year, why was he so unlucky?
"Let go!"
"I'm not letting go!"
"Let go, or I'll kill you."
"No! Not even if you beat me to death!"
The father and son pulled the belt, and no one dared to let go.
Looking at this scene, Qin Ma sighed. Her son had grown up, and he was no longer the child who was beaten and didn't dare to fight back. It was good to see her son grow up and have more and more independent personality.
Qin Ma thought with relief and silently opened the second cabinet, where there was a rolling pin that hadn't been used for many years.
Because her back was facing Qin Ze, Qin Ze didn't see his mother's action, or his young heart would be broken.
When Grandpa Sheng saw it, his eyes lit up. He decisively picked up the rolling pin and said fiercely, "Haha, little red man, accept this shit."
Qin Ze was speechless.
"If you dare to hide, I'll call Tissue and Su Yu in now."
Qin Ze was speechless.
"Stand properly and straighten your back."
Qin Ze was speechless.
Grandpa Sheng used the rolling pin to teach the little red man how to behave. He reprimanded, "Do you think you've made some money and become arrogant? No matter how old you are, you are still my son. Did I teach you from childhood? No matter rich or poor, the most basic integrity and bottom line of being a person must be upheld with zero tolerance. Do you want both of them? Hahaha, Qin Ze, oh Qin Ze, how could I have such a promising son like you? Why don't you use your money to get me married according to the imperial decree? "
Marriage by imperial decree was a system of one wife and many concubines in ancient times, but if you can get the emperor's permission, you can marry two wives.
Grandpa Sheng's strength was ridiculing him.
Five minutes later, Qin Ma took her husband's hand and said angrily, "If you have something to say, let's talk about it. Why are you beating him? If you break the child, you will compensate me."
Tears streamed down Qin Ze's cheeks as he thought, 'Dear mother, could you have said this earlier?' You are not a policeman, but you have learned the bad habit of being late. "
.....
At 7: 30 in the evening, Qin Ze helped Qin Ma make a sumptuous New Year's Eve dinner and a large basin of dumplings. The aroma spread from the kitchen to the living room, and the sisters were drooling.
Qin Ze took out the last dish. Su Yu, Qin Bao Bao, and Wang Zijin sat in a row. Three pairs of eyes were shining.
"Let's eat!" Grandpa Sheng waved his hand.
He sat at the head of the table. The three sisters were on his left, and Qin Ze and Qin Ma were on his right.
"Azé, help me fill the bowl with rice." The elder sister said softly.
Qin Ze filled a bowl of rice for her and handed it over. When Qin Bao Bao took the bowl, her face turned pale. "Why is your hand swollen?"
Dad taught her a lesson!
Qin Ze said, "I hit my hand when I was washing the pressure cooker."
Qin Bao Bao: "Does it hurt? Let me blow it for you. "
Wang Zijin: "Do you have any medicine at home?"
Su Yu: "I'll go buy some medicine."
The three of them spoke in unison. They were all concerned and distressed.
Grandpa Sheng: "…"
Qin Ma: "…"
Qin Ma thought that Azé was surprisingly popular with women. She didn't realize it before.
Grandpa Sheng thought that he was always envious. Sure enough, such a son should be beaten to death.
That little chick would suffer!
Grandpa Sheng couldn't give him any experience in emotional matters. He let Qin Ze figure it out by himself. Maybe it was because Qin Ma was standing next to him. Grandpa Sheng couldn't say, "Son, I'm the most experienced in this kind of emotional entanglement. Tonight, we'll have a long talk and I'll teach you the secret of passing through thousands of flowers without being stained by a single leaf!"
Qin Ma and Grandpa Sheng couldn't intervene directly in their son's emotional problems. After discussing it, they decided to keep it a secret and let their son deal with it by himself. The ending might be happy and sad, but at least they wouldn't regret it.
If they intervened forcibly, it might become a knot in the hearts of these young people for half of their lives.
Although Grandpa Sheng liked to beat his son, he was not pedantic. He was even quite open-minded. The last sentence was: "There are many choices for girlfriends. You can try Su Yu and Wang Zijin, but it's not right to date two at the same time."
To sum it up: Both girls can try the depth and find the most suitable for their own type.
Anyway, Qin Ze understood it like this.
There was no problem!
The Qin family's New Year's Eve dinner hadn't been so lively for many years. This year, Wang Zijin and Su Yu were added. If it weren't for their son's embarrassing emotional problems, Grandpa Sheng and Qin Ma would be very happy. The older they were, the more they liked to be accompanied by the younger generation. The more lively, the better.
For many old people, the greatest hardship was not poverty, but loneliness day after day.
For Su Yu, the happiest thing was to sit together and eat in harmony with the family.
This happiness was not given to her by her relatives, but tonight in the Qin family, she felt the long-lost family affection. Sitting opposite her was the man she loved most, the serious but kind Uncle Qin, and the gentle Qin Ma. Everything was so beautiful. If this scene could be photographed, please photoshop the two little bitches!
Perfect!
At the New Year's Eve dinner, Grandpa Sheng, who had always been quiet at the table, made an exception and continued to talk about their topic with Su Yu. From the domestic economy to the foreign economy, and then to the global economy. Finally, they talked about the route that Baoze Company should take in the financial industry in the future and some feasible businesses in the near future.
Wang Zijin and Qin Bao Bao had black question marks on their faces. The top students of Fudan University and Peking University felt that they were uncultured and low for the first time.
They couldn't get a word in.
Qin Ze could interrupt. "Dad, what you said is not suitable for my company."
"Su Yu, your foreign economic theory can't work in China. Change it as soon as possible."
"Dad, Su Yu's combination of things doesn't work. Don't discuss these meaningless things."
"It's ridiculous. Dad, your reform ideas are full of loopholes. Su Yu, your idea of learning from the Western economic experience and changing the downward pressure of the domestic economy is more naive. "
As the big boss who gnawed on the skill book to the maximum level, the academic discussion between Dad and Su Yu was like Confucius seeing two children debate.
Confucius couldn't tell who was right and who was wrong, but Qin Ze could tell that both of them were wrong.
"It's none of your business. Go eat your meal." Grandpa Sheng reprimanded.
"Don't interrupt." Su Yu said coquettishly.
Qin Ma and Wang Zijin talked about their daily life. Compared with the academic discussion between Grandpa Sheng and Su Yu, the two of them were more like a pair of comedians. Wang Zijin could always follow Qin Ma's words and make her smile.
Wang Zijin knew how to please the elders.
Qin Bao couldn't learn this skill. Qin Bao could only act coquettishly, but it was easy to kill the conversation.
For example, Qin Ma said: Zijin, you will be 26 after the New Year. It's time to find a boyfriend.
Wang Zijin would smile and say: Yes, Auntie, it's time to find one. If you have a chance to find a boy you can get along with, you can fall in love.
If it was Qin Bao, she would say: What boyfriend, annoying!
Qin Ma said: Have you thought about when to get married?
Wang Zijin said: Marry yourself before 30, what do you think, Auntie?
If it was Qin Bao, Mom, you are annoying. If you talk about this again, believe it or not, I will become a nun.
The brother and sister buried their heads in eating and were ignored.
At this time, Qin Ze saw his sister blinking her watery eyes at him. Then, there was a small foot under the table, rubbing his calf.
What the hell!
Qin Ze was flustered. He couldn't pass the New Year.
Sister, don't be wretched!
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