Chapter 2892 Persistence

When it comes to the degree of feeling cold, on this night of the second grade of junior high school, some people were even more upset than Ford.

The second day of the Lunar New Year in the provincial capital, like most domestic cities at this time, still has a Chinese New Year atmosphere. Like all other second-tier cities, these days are the busiest of the year in all communities in the city. a few days.

When taking the elevator or parking the car, many people can't help but sigh, so there are so many people living here?

The villa area where Zheng Jiayi's family is located is no exception. It's already past 8 o'clock, and there are still laughter and laughter outside. It's children who have appeared out of nowhere and are playing.

But the atmosphere in Zheng Jiayi's house became more and more solemn with the laughter of the children. Even the firecrackers that were suddenly lit by those naughty ghosts that would have shocked people could not make such an atmosphere... A little bit loose.

Zheng Jiayi, who was staying upstairs, was called into the living room by her embarrassed father. Compared to the bustle outside, the living room was a little too deserted. Director Fang was leaning on the sofa with his eyes closed, a towel on his head, and his face was sallow. , heard the movement without moving his eyelids.

The swordfish noodles on the coffee table were still untouched and had become a whole piece. The plate of asparagus was still neatly arranged, but I think I would never wait for someone to come to me in this life. It was the plate of jellyfish heads that served as the living room. It adds a touch of freshness.

Because of the atmosphere at this time, the smell of vinegar really makes people pursue it involuntarily.

Zheng Jiayi glanced at her mother and said nothing. As soon as she sat down, the phone was in her hand. She had really found a lot to do in the past two days.

Zheng Bogan glanced at his daughter and touched the towel on his wife's forehead. "You still have no appetite? Can I make you a bowl of hot and sour noodles?"

"Can't eat," the former strong woman said with obvious weakness in her words.

"How can this be done? You haven't eaten well in the past two days, and today you haven't eaten anything all day long. Otherwise, I'd better let Lao Wang come and take a look." This Lao Wang is a doctor friend of theirs.

He looked at his daughter and saw that her daughter was still busy with her mobile phone. Without saying anything to express concern, he called out, "Jiayi."

Zheng Jiayi said impatiently, "What's wrong? I'm busy. It's not like you don't know about work matters,"

Although her mother looked sick, she really didn't care at all.

My mother has been a high-ranking department official for so many years, and she is quite proficient in pretending to be sick. She will use the testing equipment to cooperate when necessary.

It's just that from the day before yesterday to now, I haven't eaten much seriously, so what can I do?

During the Chinese New Year, a lot of people don't eat seriously because they eat too much other bits and pieces.

Besides, hadn't she always said she wanted to lose weight? These first few days of the new year were just the right time to express her determination.

Director Fang finally opened his eyes. Without looking at his daughter, he patted the sofa and shouted to her husband, "Why did you call her here? Are you not angry enough with me?"

Zheng Jiayi curled her lips secretly, oh, are you so angry all of a sudden? It really doesn't look like he hasn't eaten properly in three days.

She simply called and said, "...Although we didn't ask from above, we should still provide relevant explanations in a timely manner, assist the administrative department, and take the initiative to contact all relevant departments in Hull. We just took this opportunity to wish them New Year greetings..."

"Put down your phone." A pillow came over, "Work, work, who hasn't worked yet?"

Of course, this was thrown at her by her mother who had not fully adapted to it even though she was retired.

Zheng Jiayi hung up the phone, "Of course I know you worked. In those years, there were many Spring Festivals. You were either not at home or at home, and you were busy talking about work with uncles and aunts I didn't know. You couldn't even have a meal with me. Shall we eat together?”

"You..." Director Fang pointed at his daughter and looked at her husband, too angry to speak.

"Jiayi," Zheng Bofan called his daughter again, emphasizing his tone.

But I have to say that today's situation is not the worst.

On the night of the 29th, after receiving the hesitant phone call from there, there was an immediate quarrel at home. On the 30th, the two of them were arguing so much that they almost started fighting. Yesterday, it was a cold war that was more stressful than a big fight. Today, overall, there were just sporadic exchanges of fire.

"Lao Fang, please calm down," this man, who has been engaged in social science work all his life, once again tried to build a buffer zone between the two women in the family, so that the family could return to harmony and tranquility.

He held his wife's hand and said, "Jiayi has grown up a long time ago and has her own arrangements for work and life. We must respect her."

His wife's hand struggled hard in his, but luckily, she didn't say anything sarcastic.

Zheng Bofan breathed a sigh of relief and looked at his daughter again, "Jiayi, your parents know that in the past two years, your mother and I have put a lot of pressure on you regarding personal matters."

Zheng Jiayi's mouth moved, was it just "a lot of pressure"?

But seeing her father's dilemma, she endured it.

"But we are doing this for your own good. At least, no matter what, there are some things that cannot be joked about. Some things..." He still didn't know how to talk about it specifically. "The impact... on your life will be... to have unimaginable impact,"

"Of course, this doesn't mean that mom and dad don't support your personal... freedom, but you know that mom and dad love you very much and hope that you can live a positive... happy life,"

"So, do you understand?" He looked at his daughter, his eyes full of hope, "I think you are angry with us. Your mother and I have thought a lot in the past two days. We have arranged for you to go there before. I apologize to you about the blind date, and we also promise you that from now on, we will never arrange a blind date for you again,"

He shook his wife's hand.

Director Fang wiped his eyes and said, "Jiayi, mom admits that she put too much pressure on you regarding your personal issues. Mom apologizes to you. Your dad's opinion is my opinion. From today on, we I will never arrange for you to go on a blind date again,"

Zheng Jiayi obviously heard the unwillingness in her mother's words.

Her mother continued, "Tomorrow, we will invite each other out to meet, and you can apologize to them, okay?"

After talking for a long time, she saw her daughter still sitting there with her head lowered and saying nothing, and her anger suddenly surged up again, and she shook off her husband's hand.

Zheng Bofan couldn't help but sigh. None of these two people really made him worry. He said warmly, "Jiayi, you also have to express your position."

Zheng Jiayi muttered something, and Zheng Bozhen and his wife asked in unison, "What did you say?"

"I said, I never lie, so I will not apologize to anyone,"

His parents didn't react for a moment. What on earth were they talking about? Oh, what she meant, that thing, was true.

Zheng Jiayi then confirmed this, "There is nothing shameful about this. Whoever I like is my freedom."

"In the United States, such people have long been allowed..."

The steamy towel was thrown over, "This is in China!"

Her mother suddenly stood up and said, "Don't talk to me about the United States. I am from the civil affairs system. How many places in the United States recognize that such things are legal?"

Zheng Jiayi really didn't know this at the moment, but it seemed that at least California is, "California is, it's not that I can't immigrate to California,"

Zheng Bofan helped his wife. Really, impulsiveness is the devil. What we need now is to make our daughter admit that her behavior on the night of the 29th was just a prank. Why did you jump to discuss with her whether this matter is legal?

Director Fang had just realized that she was a little impulsive, but her daughter's words made her so angry that she could not speak, "You...you..."

"I...I'll call Feng Yiping right now and ask him what kind of culture his company is like,"

It was okay not to mention Feng Yiping, but when she mentioned Feng Yiping, Zheng Jiayi burst out, "His company has a very good atmosphere. This is entirely due to my personal reasons,"

"Otherwise, you can report it and treat me as a criminal, or contact a doctor and treat me as sick."

Zheng Bofan suddenly felt a severe pain in his head, and he was being challenged like this again.

Director Fang looked at his daughter, his eyes trembling, and pointed at the door, "Get out of here!"

"I don't want to stay in such an unenlightened family." Zheng Jiayi immediately ran upstairs, packed a few clothes and a computer, and left.

"Jiayi, Jiayi," Zheng Bofan followed her and persuaded her, "You are old too. Is this the way to solve the problem?"

"Dad," Zheng Jiayi sat in the car, "there are some problems, can you solve them according to your method?"

Zheng Bofan was speechless for a moment.

"Take care of mom," Zheng Jiayi said, stepped on the accelerator, and sped away.

However, as she watched the lights at home getting further and further away, she felt a little sad for no apparent reason. After taking a breath, she dialed Fang Yingzhi's phone number and said, "I'll come down now."

Fang Yingzhi was very happy, "I need your help tomorrow."