Chen Moying's father looked at him lovingly for a long time and decisively spit out two words.

"I'm willing to give up."

Chen Moying: “…”

He knew...

Chen Moying's mother said sadly next to her: "Actually, I want to have another one, but what if I have this disease again?

I heard from my family that this disease spread to the boy.

If you want me to give birth to a younger brother for you to inherit the family business, as long as you have a boy, it is very likely that you will be sick like this again, and there is nothing you can do about it."

So Chen Moying was very calm.

“So, I shouldn’t have a baby.

Mom, think about my uncle who died early. He was urged to marry and have children. He left in a hurry within a few years. My aunt was left alone at a young age and had to pull children and serve her parents-in-law, which was criticized.

Since this disease is like this, I will let it break with me."

Chen Moying's father was a little excited.

"But think about it for me, I have only one son in my lineage. If you don't give birth, will I be the last one?

I have decided to give birth to a daughter, and give birth to a granddaughter for me. Then I will ask my granddaughter for my son-in-law, and that's fine."

Chen Moying chuckled.

"Dad, how do you know whether this child is a man or a woman? What if he is a boy? Could it be that he will be drowned?"

Chen Moying's mother: "It's okay, boys are OK."

Chen Moying looked at his own mother and sighed helplessly.

"Mom, if you don't want my father to take a concubine, you will force your son.

But I think that if my father really wants to pass on the family line, it would be better to take a concubine and have a son.

Anyway, you are the mistress of the family, and even if the concubine has a child, it will be yours to raise her.

In this way, I don’t have to pass on my family line, I can be free and free, and my father doesn’t have to worry about having a healthy son to inherit the family business.

You don’t have to listen to others calling you a jealous woman, and you can win a virtuous and beautiful reputation.

In this way, isn’t it the best of all three things?

I think it's good."

Chen Moying's mother snorted.

"If your father dares to take a concubine, then he won't want to live!"

Chen Moying's father hurried over and held his wife's hand.

"You are the only one in my life. Don't worry, even if I am the queen, I will not take a concubine. Don't worry about what my mother said."

As he said that, he looked at Chen Moying: "Son, there are three unfilial things, no descendants are the best. Those who are fathers have fulfilled their responsibilities. Now, this is your responsibility. I can wait until you are thirty years old at most. If you are thirty years old, you have not given birth to a grandson or granddaughter for me.

That…"

Don’t blame the father for using extraordinary means.

Chen Moying glanced at his father, turned around and prepared to leave.

When he was about to walk out of the door, he left a sentence like this.

"There are three kinds of unfilial piety, and the descendant is not to have children, but to remind children to fulfill their responsibilities as descendants.

Thirty years old... I don't know if I can live to be thirty years old. Anyway, I'm destined to be an unfilial son, so I'm just considered unfilial."

Chen Moying's father: "If you don't have children, you will not fulfill the responsibilities of future generations, and you will be unfilial."

After hearing this, Chen Moying did not look back and chuckled. He walked out of the room in the cool breeze at night.

Chen Moying's father looked at his son's back and sighed.

The daughter next to her shook the man's hand and said softly: "Let's stop forcing him like this, he can't stand it."

The man: "I don't want to do it either, but he doesn't want to. How could he be willing to do it if he has no future?"

The woman's eyes were full of thought, and then she said, "Don't you hurry, didn't the little boy say that the girl and our son have seen him at least three times.

Just yesterday, he went to the girl's house. This morning, he went to the pig farmer in the village to ask about things, and he handwritten it to send it to him.

When have you seen him take the initiative toward who he is so active?"

The man looked like this.

"I'll just say, why did he keep going to the bookstore recently, stay here and take care of his health, and he won't run away."

Women are sure.

"That's right, I asked someone to inquire. That girl's family is okay, she is a little poor, but she is also a pure family.

OK, it’s better than any man or female actor?”

Men are still very worried.

"But isn't he unwilling to do this? He is unhappy. What else can we do?"

The woman snorted.

"Not happy? He never gave his words to anyone. Before, my uncle liked them so much and wanted a deck, but he refused to say anything.

This time he also wrote a small book, which is definitely interesting to this girl.

If we can't persuade him, then we will persuade that girl.

Our son is not bad. Although his health is not very good, it does not affect major events. Who can compare with this family situation in this small county?

So... as long as I persuade this girl and let her take the initiative, I don't believe that our son can be so hard-hearted."

The man nodded constantly as he listened to what the woman said.

"Okay, you're right, let's start with this girl."

The woman smiled proudly.

"It depends on me for this matter. Don't worry, I must be very kind to that girl.

Most mother-in-law in this world are making things difficult for people. I treat her well and the family is good. She will definitely be moved. I will teach her later. Maybe it will be done!"

The man nodded beside him.

"You're still good."

The two of them discussed this issue very much all night.

As for the Zhao family, Zhao Yuanle was rarely woken up by the chicken. She slept in a lazy sleep. After getting up and washing up, she saw Tang Siwen buying breakfast from outside and coming back.

Soy milk fried dough sticks, porridge, and add your own pickles.

Zhao Yuanle and Zhao Dacheng ate together and saw that Zhao Dacheng had dark circles at the moment.

She asked, "Uncle, you didn't sleep well last night?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Dacheng looked at Zhao Yuanle with some surprise.

"You didn't hear anything?"

Zhao Yuanle: "What's the movement?"

Zhao Yuanxi came over yawning and sat down to eat together.

She told Zhao Dacheng.

"Lele didn't wake up at all, she slept like a pig."

Tang Siwen was envious when he heard this: "It's so good. Unlike the aunt, I am easily awakened from sleeping."

Zhao Yuanle soaked the fried dough sticks in soy milk and continued to ask: "You haven't said that yet, what happened last night?"

Zhao Dacheng: "Last night, the street next door caught fire, and it suddenly became so high. We all went to put out the fire. It was going to dawn the day after finishing it."

He glanced at the room inside and said, "Your brother and your uncle are still sleeping, and they are also asleep every day."

Zhao Yuanle ate the fried dough sticks in one bite and shook his head: "I really didn't hear any movement."

She only realized now that the primary school apprentice was called Tiantian.

Zhao Yuanxi: "I saw that you were sleeping soundly, so I didn't call you."

Zhao Yuanle: "I should call me. I am very strong and can help."

Tang Siwen and Zhao Dacheng couldn't help laughing.
Chapter completed!