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When Zhou Heng and I were carrying things upstairs from downstairs, my dad was already home. He saw Zhou Heng with a calm expression, and I couldn't tell if he was pleased or displeased. Zhou Heng politely greeted, "Hello, uncle, I am Zhou Heng." I responded with a faint "hmm," feeling worried in my heart. It was obvious that my dad was not very happy.
Zhou Heng felt a bit awkward. I chuckled and, in front of so many people, my dad probably didn't know what to say. He just politely asked Zhou Heng to sit down and eat some fruit and melon seeds.
At noon, three large tables were fully occupied, and the living room was almost packed.
Zhou Heng and I naturally sat with our younger generation. Du Fei seemed to want to inquire about Zhou Heng's situation, but I intercepted all of his attempts.
I don't mind that Zhou Heng is a Taoist, but saying it out loud might invite some ridicule. "We are in the business of electronic component wholesale," said Qi Guang. "I don't know what Zhou Heng does, but maybe there will be opportunities to help each other in the future," Du Fei couldn't help asking. Zhou Heng was dressed very casually today, with not a single branded item on him. He has always preferred comfort and doesn't care about those things.
I smiled awkwardly and said, "Cousin, let's just eat and rest. Why talk about work?" Du Fei was annoyed by my words. Zhou Heng smiled helplessly at me, understanding Du Fei's meaning and my good intentions.
This meal, to be honest, I didn't enjoy it.
During the meal, Du Fei kept showing off Chen Qiguang starting her own company, which annoyed me. Although I knew she was saying it on purpose for me to hear, Zhou Heng was here, and I was afraid he would misunderstand.
Fortunately, most people left after the meal, and there weren't many relatives left.
I helped Zhou Heng tidy up the dishes and quietly asked him, "Do you think this is really boring?"
"It's okay," he replied.
Just now, when he was toasting my dad, Zhou Heng was very polite and impeccable in his speech. It's just that at this moment, my dad is busy playing cards with his uncles and has no time to pay attention to me.
"My dad can hold his liquor very well, so you better not really try to keep up with him."
"I can handle a few drinks." He smiled gently, his tone making me feel a little guilty. He didn't need to adapt to this kind of environment at all.
Taking him back to my hometown was destined to be a non-explosive battle. I just didn't know what he was really thinking.
Du Fei didn't leave, but instead helped with clearing the dishes on the side.
Zhou Heng and I carried the dishes into the kitchen, and my mom was much more polite to Zhou Heng.
"Zhou Heng, you can sit down, no need to help."
"Don't worry, Auntie." Second Aunt smiled and said, "Look, how good Xiao Zhou is. My Qi Guang would never do that." "Oh Mom, Qi Guang is busy with work every day and exhausted. I won't agree to make him do housework like a househusband," Du Fei said as she carried a stack of plates, making it clear who she was referring to.
I was extremely angry and didn't mince my words: "Cousin, since when is this kind of work divided by gender? Does that mean male chefs at restaurants and hotels should all be unemployed?"
My words instantly made her unhappy. Du Fei awkwardly smiled and said, "Look at you, I didn't say anything."
She crossed her arms and stood next to me, specifically looking at Zhou Heng.
"Xiao Meng, don't be fooled. I think his car is rented. Don't let him act like a big shot."
I couldn't help but rebuke, " Du Fei!"
"I'm just looking out for you. Don't end up like last time, getting dumped and not knowing anything."
Du Fei's voice, although very soft, was definitely heard by Zhou Heng next to her. My mom's expression changed instantly, and she looked at Du Fei with a stern face and said, "Feifei, if you're okay, go watch TV. This kitchen can't accommodate so many people."
"Okay, I'll go watch TV."
Du Fei walked away triumphantly, and my mom glanced at me, leaving me feeling regretful.
I pulled Zhou Heng's sleeve and walked to the balcony, carefully asking, "Do you mind those words?"
He reached out and ruffled my hair, smiling gently, "Do you think I would mind?"
I shook my head, the more he acted like this, the more uncomfortable I felt. Why did I bring him back to be looked down upon by others.
He is respected and admired by many at Qingyun Temple, but for me, bringing him into the secular world inevitably exposes him to the troubles of ordinary people.
"To be a person, the most important thing is to be happy. What others say is actually not important to us and does not affect our lives. I have already considered these issues before coming to your house. I expected this, so how could I be bothered by a few words."
My nose tingled, I lowered my eyelids, and couldn't say a word.
Zhou Heng Having an open mind does not mean I can let him constantly challenge my bottom line. I must maintain this relationship, so his efforts are not in vain. Finally sent off all the guests, it's already half past nine. My mom is exhausted, she just collapsed on the sofa.
Our family finally had time to sit down and chat together.
"Mom, next time don't tire yourself out like this, just go to a restaurant and book a private room," I said, trying to please her as I massaged her shoulders.
My dad came over with a plate of Go pieces. It's late at night, how does he have the mood for this?
"Zhou Heng, can you play chess? Play a couple of games with me."
Zhou Heng was first stunned, then hurriedly said, "I can, but I'm not very skilled."
"That's good. It's rare these days to find young people who can play Go."
I glanced at my dad, then at my mom, sign Ye Ling with my eyes, "What's going on? Why is the old man being so nice?" My mom whispered, "Your dad is testing his character." Suddenly I understood. So, my dad used a trick. But hey, Zhou Heng doesn't need testing at all. It's a waste of his expressions.
My mom and I sat on the side while the two of them played chess.
"Xiao Meng, your dad doesn't really oppose his profession, he's just afraid that you'll suffer with him. Everyone knows that practitioners live a simple life. Are you willing to live like that for the rest of your life?"
My mom sighed, "Marriage requires a car and a house. In the future, when you have children, they will need to go to school. Have you thought it through?"
This question, I really haven't thought about it.
I scratch my head: "Mom, what does this have to do with anything?"
"Silly girl, have you asked him about his current income? Can it support a family?"
"I work by myself, I don't need him to support me."
"Even if that's the case, what about the future? If you stay at home to take care of the children, where will the money for living come from?"
I was at a loss for words for a moment. In fact, Zhou Heng had also told me that his income was indeed higher than that of white-collar workers. It's just that, many times, he is unwilling to accept gifts from pilgrims.
So, he can only be considered an average income.
I leaned back on the sofa, staring at the ceiling, feeling a bit confused.
"Your cousin found that Chen Qiguang, although not very attractive, at least has a secure life. Don't say your mom is being pushy, she's also thinking for your own good."
"You're still young, there are many things you haven't experienced, so you won't understand."
I heard my dad's laughter from the other side, Zhou Heng was playing chess with him and chatting at the same time.
I only heard my dad say, "I didn't expect you to understand so much, have you read a lot of books?"
"When I have free time, I also like to read all kinds of books."
My dad nodded in satisfaction, "Good, reading more books helps to understand reasoning and distinguish right from wrong."
Zhou Heng always carries himself with elegance, and his refined demeanor is pleasing to the eye. My dad especially likes cultured people. I think he appreciates Zhou Heng's cultivation."
Finally, I saw him patting Zhou Heng's shoulder and saying, "I didn't expect you to be so young and yet so insightful." Zhou Heng smiled politely and said, "Uncle, you know my profession." He paused and continued, "I understand the love you have for your children as parents. I may not be able to provide Xiao Meng with exceptionally favorable conditions, or be with her every day. But I can promise that in this lifetime, I will never do anything to let Xiao Meng down. I will do everything I can to make her live happily."
"I will bear the hardships of my practice on my own, but I will not let Xiao Meng suffer. My family will also treat her as their own, and will not let her be wronged."
My dad just pursed his lips tightly, pushed his glasses after a while, and then said, "Just now, you didn't deliberately try to please me with your moves, nor did you ruthlessly eliminate my pieces. We ended in a draw, and a person's character is revealed in their chess skills."
"Zhou Heng, I hope you won't forget what you said today."
I instantly felt relieved. My dad's intention was very clear; he had agreed and would not oppose our relationship. Zhou Heng just bowed deeply, our eyes met, and the smile on his face made my nose tingle and tears well up in my eyes. My mom hugged me and indulgently said, "Silly girl, we are your parents, and we just want you to be happy. Last time, when you came back from Rongcheng, I also deeply reflected. Is my face important, or is your whole life important? Since you have chosen Zhou Heng so firmly, as parents, we have no reason to separate you."
My mom said again, "Zhou Heng and your fate with Ye Ling runs deep. The fortune telling from the past, who would have thought it would be my future son-in-law."
I laughed and hugged my mom, unable to hold back my tears.
"Thank you, mom."
My father chuckled, "Xiao Meng has been spoiled by us since childhood. In the future, I'll need you to take good care of her."
"Uncle, Xiao Meng is a very good girl."
I sniffed and locked eyes with Zhou Heng, seeing the sparkle in his eyes. We understood that we would support each other as partners on the road of life in the future.
This feeling is strange, but at the same time, sweet.
Zhou Heng suddenly asked, "Uncle, I heard that you dreamt of Meng's grandmother, is it true..."
"I was just about to tell you about this, can you see if..."
Originally, my dad dreamt that my grandmother was crying that night. In the dream, he wanted to hold onto her, but she disappeared. My dad felt that this dream must be my grandmother trying to tell him something, so he wanted Zhou Heng to hold a memorial service for her.
My mom was shocked and murmured, "Lao Ling, we were too careless. Wasn't the old lady supposed to live until ninety?"
"Yes, how could I forget? It's such an important matter."
My mother stood up and said, "We must hold a memorial ceremony. It will be hard work for Zhou Heng." Zhou Heng did not refuse and immediately agreed, saying, "You can trust me with this. It's just..."
My mom asked in a hurry, "Just what is it?"
"My profession. Will Uncle and Aunt mind if it's exposed to the the Ling Family relatives?"
My dad laughed, "Look at you, if they mind, I wouldn't let you do it. I believe you can do it well."
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