Yan Yukuan saw his father angry and said hurriedly: "Father, calm down."
Then he tugged on Mei's sleeve and whispered: "Hurry up and apologize to your father."
Mrs.
Mei bent down and kowtowed.
Yan Muyang couldn't stand any longer, so he also stepped forward and knelt down.
Yan Jipeng looked at Mrs.
Mei, unable to hold back his anger, and uttered the harshest and most ruthless rebuke Mei had ever received since marrying into the Yan family.
He said: "You are stupider than I thought.
In addition to fame and fortune, what else can you see in your eyes?
It's just that you are stupid at home.
You gossip about other people's affairs.
You are not afraid of making people laugh.
At least you can save some face for my Yan family.
"Can it be done?"
Guo Zhinu has repeatedly made meritorious deeds by exposing her skills and giving up profits to gain fame.
Fang Chu first introduced a businessman.
The Fang family was so rich that officials and businessmen were jealous of him.
How could he stand up to being in the limelight and shrinking back and keeping a low profile?
It was too late to compete for the limelight.
The housewife of the Mei family only cares about fame and glory, but how can she understand the power behind it?
It doesn't matter if she doesn't understand.
It's not her place, as a woman, to interfere in outside matters.
If you don't understand, you still pretend to understand, make irresponsible remarks, and gossip about other people's affairs, which is unbearable.
After hearing his words, Mrs.
Mei felt like a thunderbolt in the clear sky.
She was so ashamed that she didn't dare to raise her head.
She lay on the ground and gritted her teeth to hold back her cry.
Her heart was extremely desperate.
Her father-in-law's words almost sentenced her to death.
What kind of face does she have?
Yan Yukuan also felt embarrassed and lamented: "Father" Yan Jipeng ignored his son and thought to himself: "You said that the Fang family's yin is prosperous and yang is declining.
“Isn’t Brother Shi a boy?
"If someone's son gets a title at the age of seven, it's no better than your son."
"You said that my nephew did nothing after getting married.
"It's such a loud tone.
It seems like you think your husband is up to something."
"When I first left home, started from scratch, and earned such a large fortune, you actually said that my family was doing nothing.
I'm not belittling my son.
If your husband could do one of these things, I wouldn't be so young.
Still working hard.
The Yan family seems to be prosperous.
They have relied on the technical support provided by Guo Zhinu all these years.
It's a shame that you still have the nerve to dislike others.
"You don't blush when you say this, and your heart doesn't beat.
You are so thick-skinned.
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"I've been out there for so many years, and I'm not as cheeky as you."
Mei finally couldn't help it and cried out.
Yan Jipeng didn't care about her, got up and walked away.
Who asked her to go up and scold her?
Mrs.
Mei was so embarrassed by her father-in-law's scolding that she lay on the bed and cried non-stop when she returned to her room.
Yan Yukuan calmed down his words and said comfortingly: "What father said makes sense."
Mrs.
Mei cried: "Of course what the master said makes sense.
I am a sad son.
This son was raised in vain.
Before his wife got married, she forgot about her mother and helped Guo Qiaoer deal with me.
Look at his face, he looks so good and clear.
I can eat and sleep, but I told the master that I am so exhausted that I can’t sleep at night.
This is a slap in my face.
As for his face, this means that as a mother, I am not as good to him as Guo Qiaoer.
I forced him.
I forced him to stay awake at night.
I have been worrying about who will conceive the baby in October.
How old will it be when I raise it?
The master took him away and now he has ended up like this.
Having a son is like not having a son."
She became more and more sad as she spoke and burst into tears.
He couldn't be resentful towards his father-in-law, so all his anger was directed at his son.
Outside the door, Yan Muyang, who was about to come in, retracted his steps after hearing this.
"Having a son is like having no son."
He was very sad to hear this.
He really didn't lie, he really often suffered from insomnia and panic.
But the mother didn't believe what he said, just because his words proved Qiaoer right.
Yan Yukuan was trying to persuade his wife when he suddenly felt something was wrong.
He turned around and said hurriedly: "Brother Yang."
Mrs.
Mei stopped crying, stretched out her head and saw her son standing at the door.
She closed her eyes again, fell down on the bed and began to cry.
At the same time, she pricked up her ears to listen to her son.
Yan Muyang walked in and knelt down in front of the bed.
He said in a deep voice: "Mother, my son swears to God: what he just said is the truth.
My son often can't sleep, so he has to stay up late and read at night; he feels dizzy and sleepy again the next day.
My son is afraid that you will find out, so he has to pretend that nothing has happened.
Same, eat more and go practice swordplay after eating."
Because exercise can help digest food, it is easier to fall asleep after exercise.
This is all the experience he gained from Qiaoer.
Mei's heart sank, she raised her upper body and asked, "Do you mean I forced you?"
Yan Muyang said: "That's not what my son meant.
What I want to say is that my son carries the hope of the family.
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He will work hard and make progress without anyone's pressure, and he will never slack off."
Mei was speechless for a moment, staring at him and gasping for breath.
Yan Yukuan said in a deep voice: "We believe your words.
You can go back and rest."
Mei was about to speak, but he looked at her and fell silent.
Yan Muyang kowtowed again, stood up and went out.
He was in a bad mood and walked toward the study with heavy steps.
People from all the courtyards were coming and going in an endless stream.
Everyone was busy working on his high school, and their faces were all beaming with joy.
A stage had been set up in the side courtyard, and the actors were practicing on the stage.
He was thinking all the way and ignored everyone's greetings.
Mrs.
Mei said that "a loving mother often fails her son", so she was strict with him.
For some reason, he secretly didn't feel that his mother was really forcing him to make progress for the sake of his success.
She probably still wanted to see him get ahead, earn face for her, and then be proud among the ladies of the house.
This thought was somewhat unfilial, but it was indeed his true feeling.
Mrs.
Mei said that Qiaoer only knew how to make him happy, but did not know how to persuade him to make progress, but he just liked Qiaoer like this.
Qiaoer, who is greedy for food and sleep, greedy for money and profits, cunning and cunning, this time put aside all ambitions for fame and fortune and said to him, "It doesn't matter if you don't get the first place in the exam."
He felt very considerate.
Think about it.
Smile unconsciously.
If Qiaoer was said to be charming and charming, he would rather be deceived by her.
He doesn't want a wife who keeps a serious face and advises him to make progress all day long.
He wants a coquettish, happy, lively and lively wife as his wife.
He likes to see Qiaoer act coquettishly and mischievously towards him, likes her shrewd calculations, and likes to conspire with her to trick people or do something.
Thinking of Qiao'er, he couldn't help but touch the purse around his waist, which was embroidered with the pattern of "one of the best".
It can be seen that Qiao'er also hoped that he would do well in the exam, but was afraid that he would be under too much pressure, so he said, "I won't be able to take the first place in the exam."
It doesn't matter."
Unexpectedly, my mother heard her and had a fit.
Such a caring Qiaoer is disliked by her mother How should he treat such a mother?
When I was depressed, I suddenly remembered my grandfather's words, "You are a man, so you should not focus on the domestic affairs inside the house, but on the big things outside.
When Qiaoer comes in, she can handle these domestic affairs.
I insist.
Marrying Qiaoer for you is because she has found out her scheming methods: to control your mother."
This thought came up, and his heart skipped a beat.
Our Mr.
Yan is as happy as ever.
Such a charming man, even an old man, is worthy of your vote.
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