Deng Meijia spoke angrily, and Lin Feifei's face became a little unnatural. She took my arm and replied with a smile:
"I think it's great! Why live in such a new house? The rent is expensive and the building is high. It's not strenuous enough to go up and down the stairs every day. This is only six floors up and more comfortable!"
When Deng Meijia saw Lin Feifei standing by my side, her face suddenly darkened. She snorted, threw the suitcase where she was, and strode into the unit door.
Lin Feifei and I looked at each other, and she said to me apologetically: "I'm sorry! My mother..."
I waved my hand and said with a wry smile, "You don't have to explain it to her, I understand."
After that, I picked up her suitcase and carried it upstairs.
Opening the door, Deng Meijia crossed her arms and walked in with dignity as if she were a leader inspecting. She turned around, with disgust on her face, and said disdainfully:
"This house is too small! If you want to get married in the future, if you don't have a house or live in this shabby house, I will never agree! Feifei, don't even think about stealing the household registration book. I have hidden it long ago."
She paused, glanced at me, and said, "Yu Bin, you can't change your house. I really can't stand such an old house."
My heart was already roaring like a tsunami. This house was indeed a bit old, but this shouldn't be a weapon for her to attack me. I decided I couldn't bear it anymore. Although because of Lin Feifei's face, I was embarrassed to attack her directly. I went back, but I haven't been afraid of anyone yet when it comes to insulting people.
I smiled, stared into Deng Meijia's eyes and said, "Auntie is right, I also think it's time to change my house. If you didn't tell me, I really don't know that I have more room for decline."
"..."
Deng Meijia was speechless. She snorted and turned to ask Lin Feifei, "Which room should I sleep in?"
Lin Feifei sighed: "I'm lying on my side, I've packed it up for you."
Deng Meijia nodded expressionlessly, pulled the suitcase and walked into the side bed, and then slammed the door.
Lin Feifei and I looked at each other helplessly.
Lin Feifei pulled me into the room and patiently did some ideological work for me, "My mother's words are unpleasant, don't take it to heart!"
I didn't care about Deng Meijia's attitude. She was her, and Lin Feifei was Lin Feifei. I would not transfer my feelings towards Deng Meijia to Lin Feifei, so I smiled and comforted her: "It's okay, I have already thought of it." .”
Lin Feifei smiled happily: "It's good that you have this idea. It really doesn't matter what she thinks. I believe that one day, sooner or later, she will know that you are no longer the poor boy you used to be."
"Yes, I am the poor boy this year."
"..."
Lin Feifei laughed angrily. Although she was angry at me, the sadness on her face immediately dissipated.
"You are really poor. You choked my mother just now and you don't even know what to say."
She may have thought of Deng Meijia's helpless expression just now, and couldn't help but chuckle, like a cunning little fox.
Lin Feifei was afraid that I would think too much, so she comforted me for a while. It was true that Deng Meijia's words were unpleasant, but as long as they didn't trample on my dignity and for Lin Feifei's sake, I decided to get over it as much as possible.
After Deng Meijia moved to my house, the atmosphere in the house suddenly dropped. Basically, we all stayed in our own rooms. Between me and Deng Meijia, except for meals, we maintained a state of being like a king without seeing the king at other times. .
Although she and I disliked each other, she was my future mother-in-law after all, and the reception standards could not be neglected. I cooked a large table of dishes in the evening, and it was not until the food was ready that Deng Meijia walked out of the bedroom in a swaggering manner.
As soon as Lin Feifei saw her coming out, she took the initiative to take credit for me. Lin Feifei pulled her to the dining table and sat down. She pointed at a large table of dishes and said with a smile: "Mom, look, all these dishes are cooked by Yu Bin." Yes, specially brought to you."
When Deng Meijia saw a large table of dishes, a flash of astonishment suddenly flashed in her eyes, and she hummed coldly:
"What's the use of cooking well? It doesn't make money."
I don't think
Of course, she was selectively deaf, but Lin Feifei was a little embarrassed, a trace of astonishment flashed across her face, and she forced a smile: "You can't say that, it means he can take good care of me!"
"Only when I have money can I take good care of you. Other people's boyfriends have money, a house, and a car. Yu Bin, tell me what you have?"
"I'm sick." I said succinctly.
"..."
"And the illness is not serious!" I added, looking into Deng Meijia's eyes.
Lin Feifei suddenly smiled: "Mom, I'm sick too!"
"..."
Deng Meijia suddenly showed a helpless expression, and even lost her appetite for food.
After dinner, the scene of our family eating was indeed a bit strange. As a qualified foodie, Lin Feifei would not delay eating no matter how depressed she was, but Deng Meijia had no appetite and feebly plucked at the food in the bowl.
"Yu Bin, how are you doing at work now?" Deng Meijia put down her chopsticks and asked me abruptly.
This question made me fall into silence. I thought about it carefully, and after about ten seconds, I decided to tell the truth.
"Oh, Auntie, I no longer work in my old company."
A trace of surprise flashed across Deng Meijia's face, and she asked in astonishment: "Then what are you doing now..."
"Now I write full-time by myself, and I also work as a live broadcast planner for a company."
Deng Meijia's face darkened, and the chopsticks she just picked up were put down again with a crisp "snap" sound, which shocked people.
"He's just a homeless person!"
Lin Feifei frowned, and before I could answer, she said before me: "Mom, don't say that, this is called a freelancer."
Deng Meijia still had a sullen face, staring at me with a trace of disdain in her eyes, "That's nice, but let me ask, do you have insurance?"
I shook my head, "There is no insurance, only danger."
Deng Meijia sneered, her extremely well-maintained face full of disdain, "You can't even support yourself, and you still support my daughter? I'll tell you directly, I don't agree!"
The already depressing atmosphere suddenly became even worse. I took a deep breath, suppressed the tumbling emotions, stared into her eyes and said:
"Auntie, although I don't go to work, it doesn't mean that I don't work. I know you think I'm poor, but Feifei and I will run our little family well together."
I paused, took a deep look at Lin Feifei, suddenly made up my mind, and said categorically: ap.
"Auntie, I can assure you that if I cannot let Feifei live a good life when we get married, or if she feels unhappy, I promise that I will not delay her."
As these words came out, everyone immediately fell silent, and the atmosphere in the family seemed to have solidified.
I don't want to argue with her endlessly. It is my responsibility to make the woman I love happy, but there is no point in continuing to argue over this issue.
Deng Meijia shook her long hair like a waterfall and nodded expressionlessly: "Okay, I hope you can fulfill your promise when the time comes."
After dinner, I accompanied Lin Feifei downstairs to feed the stray cats. Since Lin Feifei moved here, the stray cats in the community are like eating on a running mat every day, and they feel like they are eating from a big family.
When Lin Feifei was feeding the cat, she sat directly on the floor and quietly watched the stray cat wolfing down the food. I stood behind her, watching her silently, and suddenly felt that none of the stars in the sky shone like her.
After feeding the stray cat, Lin Feifei stood up and patted the dirt on her butt. I had just taken out a pack of disinfectant wipes and was about to hand it to her, but unexpectedly she took my clothes and wiped my hands.
"..."
I looked distressed and said, "These are my new clothes. Why are you wiping your hands without asking my permission?"
Lin Feifei rolled her eyes, "When you made the promise to my mother today, you didn't ask for my consent either!"
I was startled and gave a wry smile: "I did speak from my heart."
Lin Feifei's face gradually showed a helpless expression, and her eyes looking at me became complex.
Mix it up:
"Yu Bin, I am with you because you are a person and it has nothing to do with money. Why don't you just tell my mother that if you don't make a fortune in a few years, you will leave me?"
Lin Feifei was a little excited. I wanted to make the atmosphere lighter, so I deliberately said jokingly:
"I thought your mother was going to slap me with a check: 'Take this check and leave my daughter!"
A faint smile suddenly appeared on Lin Feifei's originally depressed face:
"That's impossible. My mother values money more than anything else. How could she give you money? If you promise my mother like this, you won't be afraid of anything else..."
I smiled and muttered: "I think happiness should be divided into two aspects. On the one hand, it is material conditions, but on the other hand, two people struggle together. Working together is not a beautiful process. I The reason why I tell my aunt is because I don’t want to quarrel with her all the time because of this matter. My current material conditions are indeed somewhat different from yours, but I am also working hard. If I am not capable now, it does not mean that I will not be capable in the future. If I If you feel that you are not capable of giving you a better life, that is actually a kind of denial of yourself."
The corners of Lin Feifei's lips gradually raised, she looked at me with bright eyes, and her red lips parted slightly:
"I'm willing to face it with you! I believe in you."
Her voice was like a gust of wind blowing into my heart.
I stared into her eyes and felt an unprecedented happiness.
After returning home, Lin Feifei took a shower and went to bed first because she had to fly the fourth leg tomorrow. But I was not sleepy at all, so I leaned on the balcony, looked at the lights outside, and lit a cigarette. Silently thinking about his own thoughts.
I began to seriously consider whether I should agree to Zhang Yin being the anchor...
