Chapter 22

In the evening, Mu's old house.

During family meal time, Mu Shaoling was not there.

Zhang Yali put a piece of cucumber into Zhan Zhan's bowl, and put another piece for Ruan Ruan: "Listen to grandma, eat some if you don't like it, you are growing up, be careful not to grow taller."

Everyone else at the table is eating.

Mu Zhanbai looked at the cucumber in the bowl, put it in his mouth, and ate it obediently. After eating, he looked up at his grandma: "Grandma, why don't you eat onions?"

There was a plate of fried onions on the table. Mu Zhanbai and his younger sister liked it very much, so did his great-grandfather. Both the younger uncle and the second grandmother liked it. Only the grandmother didn't like it.

Every time you fry onions, you have to put them far away.

Grandma said that she would not be able to eat if she smelled that smell.

Before Zhang Yali could speak, Cai Xiufen snorted vaguely: "The bitch has a lot of problems. If you don't eat this, you won't eat that."

The old man had good ears and eyes, and when he heard it, he frowned and coughed to warn his daughter-in-law, Cai Xiufen, not to find fault with her while eating.

Cai Xiufen raised her eyebrows and continued to eat. She didn't feel that there was anything wrong with what she said, but she accepted it as soon as it was good and didn't say anything.

Zhang Yali also heard Cai Xiufen's sarcasm, but she didn't pay attention to it. Instead, she said to the children in general: "It's hereditary that grandma doesn't eat onions, and grandma's father didn't eat onions when he was alive."

"Oh!" Mu Zhanbai used his chopsticks awkwardly, and said, "I know a beautiful aunt who doesn't eat onions either."

Zhang Yali smiled.

There are so many people in the world who don't eat onions.

There is also coriander, and there are many people who don't eat it.

After dinner, the two little guys went out to play. After dark, they went upstairs obediently, washed up and went to sleep.

...

It's been a long night.

Ruan Bai fell into a dream, tossing and turning.

In the dream, there was the sound of water splashing, and Mu Shaoling was taking a shower. She opened the door, walked behind him, stuck close to him, and put her arms around the muscular waist of the man in front of her.

He turned around, lowered his head, and sucked a series of kisses/marks on the side of her neck.

She looked up, wanting more.

The rough/heavy panting/breathing sound, the unscrupulous inch-by-inch touch/touch made her tremble, and strands of hair wet with sweat stuck to her face, enduring the heat/burn she couldn't bear.

The tensed body became trembling/shuddering.

She stepped back, and Mu Shaoling pressed forward again. After looking at each other briefly, their lips and tongue were delicately intertwined.

An unspeakable voice overflowed from her lips/tongue in a low voice, her body felt as if it was being beaten by waves, ups and downs, she opened her eyes, and clearly saw the man's eyelashes so thick that even women were jealous.

Suddenly, the screen changed.

A wealthy businessman over half a century old was waving at her with a ferocious smile.

"Ah!" Ruan Bai sat up from the bed in shock.

Breathing together and rising and falling, the six gods have no master.

After a long time, I finally breathed a sigh of relief, realizing that everything just now was just a dream.

fine.

Fortunately, it was a dream.

It was night outside City A, and there was not a single star in the sky. Half of Ruan Bai's consciousness was caught by the people and things in the dream, and he couldn't get out.

Ever since he saw the wealthy businessman who was over fifty years old on TV five years ago, whenever Ruan Bai thought of the baby's biological father, he would automatically put in the face of the wealthy businessman.

The baby is a piece of flesh that fell from her body, connected by flesh and blood, Ruan Bai couldn't stop thinking about it, but every time he appeared with the baby, it was the greasy and cunning face of a rich businessman.

The face is really terrible.

Tormented by dreams, tonight is not the first time.

Ruan Bai tried to see a psychiatrist abroad, but he really didn't dream of the rich businessman again for a while.

Later, I still dream about it.

Ruan Bai didn't know if he would be tortured by dreams for a lifetime.

Why do these things that have passed in reality still find themselves in dreams?

Efforts to forget, but in vain.

Ruan Bai turned his face to the window, took a few breaths in the direction of the window, trying to bring his consciousness back to reality as soon as possible.

But the next moment, the words Mu Shaoling said to her during the day rang in her ears again.

He said, "What are you thinking? Why are you crying?"

Ruan Bai couldn't help pawing at the bed sheet under his body with five fingers. The man five years ago, when he was in love/fascinated, said in a hoarse voice, "Legs...open a little..."

The two voices slowly merged in her mind.

At this time, a flash of lightning flashed outside, and the white light shone on Ruan Bai's face. After a while, the big raindrops slowly fell, and the wind blew violently, and the rainwater hit the bedroom window.

Ruan Bai cried out in despair.

This is your life, admit it, admit that you once fell in love with a rich businessman who was over fifty years old at the age of eighteen, and only by selling your body can you save the life of your loved ones...

Just because you extremely reject wealthy businessmen who are over half a century old, your consciousness will take the initiative to claim the voice of other men...

...

The next day, Mu Zhanbai came to his sister's room in the morning.

"Ruan Ruan, what do you think Dad was doing holding Aunt Xiaobai yesterday?"

"Dad hugged Auntie Xiaobai?"

"Um."

"That might be hitting Auntie Xiaobai, otherwise why would Auntie Xiaobai be crying!"

"But why did Dad beat Aunt Xiaobai?"

"Aunt Xiaobai is a picky eater, she doesn't eat onions!"

"..."

Mu Zhanbai's head was full of tangled balls of black threads. Because Auntie Xiaobai was a picky eater and didn't eat onions, Dad beat Auntie Xiaobai's ass and made Auntie Xiaobai cry?

"I'll find a chance and I'll ask my father." Mu Zhanbai said with a worried look on his face, "Maybe I need to sit down and have a serious talk with him. He should act more gentlemanly as a man when he treats women."

"You really broke your heart for Dad..." Ruan Ruan lamented with a look of hating Dad for his failure.

It was early in the morning that Mu Shaoling returned to the old house.

I went upstairs to take a shower, and when I untied my tie, I saw a cartoon sticky note on the bathroom door, with a line of indecent words written on it: Dad, you should learn to be a gentleman.

After reading, Mu Shaoling put down the note.

Mu Zhanbai, who heard the commotion, came to his father's bedroom at this moment.

Looking at his father who was two meters away from him, the little guy said cautiously: "Dad, I have a question for you."

Mu Shaoling withdrew his seriousness, which was rare, and nodded: "Yeah."

"Ruan Ruan said, Auntie Xiaobai didn't eat onions, so you made her cry..." Mu Zhanbai knew that it was wrong to teach me a lesson, but if I don't teach me a lesson, I will go to heaven, holding back my timidity, he blinked She squinted her eyes and taught: "Human beings are born free, equal and independent, and no one can be put out of this state. Auntie Xiaobai just doesn't eat onions, and she doesn't eat one or two types of food. It's not considered a picky eater. You Auntie Xiaobai cannot be subject to your hegemony alone!"

"And Auntie Xiaobai is not your child, unlike us, who was raised by you, so she has to listen to you."

The little guy has a lot of truths.

"You said, you are my children, you were brought up by me, so you have to listen to me." Mu Shaoling tried to persuade his son and instilled fallacies, "Then if she is going to be raised by me until she is old and gray-haired, it will be more difficult than raising her. You've been raising her for a long time, so shouldn't she be like you and listen to me?"

Mu Zhanbai looked at his father and scratched his head: "That's the truth, but..."

Mu Shaoling went to the bathroom, and no longer struggled with children on this issue that only adults understand.