Chapter 764 Cold War
These words of John are actually a bit of a thorn in the bone.
College students in the United States who are about the same age as Ma Ling, although they don’t have such a messy relationship like some American dramas, such as 90210, but when they go to a party, or meet someone who looks pleasing to the eye and has feelings somewhere, on a whim, Once in the spring breeze, or when you go to a bar, and hang out with someone you don't know in a daze... that's really not uncommon.
It's really rare for Ma Ling to have no other male companion after giving birth to Vincent for nearly a year.
Their openness is true openness. What they say is equality between men and women is true equality. For example, in terms of "sex", both parties have needs and are very happy, and there is no problem of who suffers.
Unlike many girls in China, who call for equality between men and women, while asking for breakup fees and compensation for all kinds of grievances.
Ma Ling and Feng Yiping, from an American point of view, are really nothing. They are both unmarried and unmarried, both at the age of 20. They hit it off at first glance, hit it off, and instantly ignite it. Who hasn't been young and frivolous?
It's just that they accidentally got the crystallization of Vincent.
In fact, this is not a particularly big deal.
In the elections for public office in the United States, there are generally two old-fashioned questions, besides what do you think about homosexuality, and what do you think about abortion?
For those running, the issue of how abortion is viewed has a relatively long history.
The reason why this is a sensitive issue is that the United States is a religious country, and the teachings of Christianity do not allow abortion.
This is another old problem with a long history, which means that the matter of unmarried pregnancy, no, or the matter of pregnancy of underage girls, is still common to a certain extent-the United States has no family planning, adults, or married, Who Still Aborts?
John was angry. It may be that having a child out of wedlock affected his arrangement for his daughter—study economics at the rigorous Georgetown University, and go to a well-known Wall Street investment bank after graduation.
But what made him most angry was similar to what Feng Yiping thought. His daughter gave birth to a child out of wedlock in college, but the child's father was a Chinese, not an American Chinese!
Another thing that made him angry was that his daughter repeatedly emphasized that she was the active party in this matter.
Moreover, John could also see that although her daughter was vague about whether she loved Feng Yiping or not, it was just that she was in it and she didn't understand it.
Judging from her actions now - giving birth to a son for him, bringing him to see him, and living together, there is an 80% chance that she likes that kid very much - and that kid has a girlfriend.
Where does this put her daughter, and where does she put herself? The third party and the third party's father? John couldn't accept this reality.
"Dad, this is my choice, and I think it is also a good choice for Vincent, so that he can grow up with his father." Although Ma Ling felt a little far-fetched when she said this, she He still said it out, "Vincent is so close to Feng now, do you still want to separate him from Feng?"
"I know I've let you down, but I don't want you to blame Feng. If you don't agree, we'll book hotels on other islands immediately,"
Heidi sighed, and touched her daughter's stubborn head, "Go back and take care of Vincent, see you at lunch,"
After the daughter left, John still didn't say a word, "What's the use of your objection now?" Heidi said, "On the contrary, it is more likely to arouse her rebellious psychology. The more you object, the more you will push her over there."
John threw the cup heavily on the ground, "What are they like now?"
"At least, he is willing to take responsibility. Although money doesn't mean anything, an eight-figure account with tens of millions of dollars is also a kind of sincerity,"
In many cases, money doesn't mean anything, but even for rich people like John and the others, 8-digit numbers can also mean something.
"I'd rather he wasn't responsible, the more responsible he was, the deeper Britt might be in,"
"Hey, which girl didn't feel stupid once when she was young? When she meets the right person later, she will make a wise choice," Heidi looked at the endless sea outside, as if thinking of something, "They are still young and their lives have just begun. As long as Britt feels happy, then let her go first,"
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"Britt, where's the fruit you bought?" Annie, who was lazily lying on the sofa on the balcony, raised her head and asked when the door rang.
"I don't have any money," Ma Ling said perfunctorily without sincerity, glanced at his sleeping son, and squeezed beside Feng Yiping again.
"How is it, intense?" Annie asked with a smile.
Ma Ling angrily took a pillow and threw it over, "I haven't gone back to your room to change, I've already booked a restaurant at noon."
"Eat together, it means we talked well," Annie curled her lips, "What about changing clothes, just say it after thinking about the world of two people."
Seeing that Ma Ling was looking for something again, she quickly raised her hand, "Okay, I'm leaving now,"
It's just that when she passed by the room, she took the two small bottles on the dressing table, "Your sunscreen is good, I will use it."
"That's what she looks like,"
"I think it's very interesting," Feng Yiping smiled. "Are you angry with your parents? I said, it's really unnecessary. John has opinions on me. I can understand. If it were me, I would also have opinions."
"No," Ma Ling squeezed into his arms again, "John just can't turn the corner on some things, I just explained a few words,"
Feng Yiping could guess that the explanation process must not be harmonious.
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Americans are very casual on many occasions. For example, in China, we often see many American tourists wearing shorts and flip-flops, blatantly wandering around.
However, in some formal occasions, they are very particular, such as the formal lunch at noon today.
Feng Yiping and John are fine, khaki pants with a dark blue suit and a tie are fine, Heidi and Annie obviously have their hair done, one wears a blue skirt and the other wears a black skirt, in contrast, their hair is still Dressed in horse spirit, it is the most casual one.
Ma Ling's words are still effective. John no longer picks Feng Yiping's thorns. To be more precise, John does not talk to Feng Yiping at all now, and rarely looks at him. Of course, he rarely talks to Ma Ling. Talking, doing the most, is to tease Vincent.
Not only is it a cold war, but he always sings against them. For example, Feng Yiping, who made a special trip to make a strategy, recommended the local Kalua roast pig, and he chose steak. When Feng Yiping said wahoo, he chose shrimp. Feng Yiping said something For French red wine, he must have California...
Fortunately, there are three women at this table, plus a child who can only speak some simple expressions, the atmosphere is not so cold that it makes people catch a cold.
Feng Yiping looked at this old American man who looked somewhat similar to Buffett on closer inspection, and took the initiative to pass on a few words to him. Seeing that he ignored him, he didn't bother himself anymore, and waited to find a good entry point.
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Such a good beach and sunshine, Ma Ling and the others will not let them down. After lunch break, the three women went swimming in bikinis. Feng Yiping hugged his son and built a sandcastle on the beach. John lay on the beach chair next to him, having a mouthful Drinking beer without a sip, still treating Feng Yiping as if he didn't exist, and ignoring him.
In the sea, Ma Ling wiped the water off his face, looked at the two distinct sides on the beach, "Mom, are they all right?"
"Don't worry, there won't be a fight," Heidi said with a smile, "John would not do such a disrespectful thing in public, let us know, I believe they will find a solution to the problem,"
On the beach, with his son, Feng Yiping piled up a roughly castle-like appearance, feeling as if he had found a suitable entry point.