Today is the second day of the Lunar New Year. It's also my birthday. I was happy, but I couldn't.
Since my wife works at a supermarket near our house (where our family is built), it is not very far from our house to the supermarket. Ride the battery bike for about 5 minutes. It's only about a 15-minute walk. The nature of the work is special. 8 to 10 p.m. for a two-hour shift and then come back to get ready. I went to work at 12:30 p.m. and left work at 6:30 p.m. So I cooked before 12 o'clock. She also had plenty of time to eat.
That's just the premise. The focus is on the apprehension and embarrassment that my eldest daughter brought to me. The eldest daughter has a boyfriend. Last year, the parents met and got them engaged. She now lives in the boys' house. The boy is not far from our house. It's basically twice as far away as the supermarket where my wife works. It's only about half an hour on foot. Last night she said she would come over today for my birthday. I was very happy.
I also explained earlier that I was cooking vegetables. It was almost half past eleven when the eldest daughter and her boyfriend came. said that it was a delay in picking out clothes for me to buy clothes. I'm also glad I tried it and felt like it fits. At this point, I basically got the dishes ready. I said that's fine. Your mom is back from work, too. Ready to eat!
The eldest daughter was very firm and said, Dad, I am going to eat at the (man's) hometown over there. His parents and aunts are going back.
I was very upset at the time. Today is my birthday. I've got all the food, even if you want to go over to eat, you should call me in advance to say it. I'm so prepared. Now that the meals are ready, it's time for dinner. Come back after a meal with me.
The eldest daughter then said that it was rare for his father and aunt to come back. The implication is that he has to go over to accompany his relatives.
I also got angry at once: no matter how old they are, they are not as big as your own father. I have one life (day) a year. It's not like I'm not going to let you go. I said I'd wait until I had eaten.
At this time, my wife also said that I should empathize. Wait for her to go over for dinner. It doesn't matter if we have our own people. I could hear my wife talking to my daughter. I feel like it's adding fuel to the fire. So he angrily told them to go, and they all left. His own father is not as big as an outsider.
Later, the daughter and her boyfriend also left. An unpleasant birthday party was quietly marching in and out of my own drinking.
Halfway through my drink. The daughter is back with his boyfriend.
This bloody plot seems to have taken a sharp turn. It's awkward to see each other at this time. The dishes are not eaten much. It's kind of leftovers. It's not realistic to cook again, so I'll just eat it, and I feel that the hospitality is inconsiderate. Shocked and uneasy, hesitant and apprehensive. It is comparable to a large-scale social death scene.
I said why are you coming back again, even if you want to come back, you should give me a **, we can wait for you to eat together. She said I called you, but you didn't answer. I said I didn't hear a ** sound. And took out the motor to see, there is indeed no record of her ** call. There were two intercepted harassment**.
She said that the two intercepted were the ** numbers of the boy's mother, and she was afraid that I would be angry and not answer her**, so she called me with the ** given to me by the boy's mother. Usually I don't communicate with the boy's mother in **, and I have a lot of contact with his father. So I didn't know it was his mother's. I'm a delivery person. There is also a lot of harassment, and the call setting permission is limited to the number in the address book. During the call, the system will naturally intercept the unfamiliar number.
At last. Eat this birthday dinner in embarrassment and apprehension with each other.
After the meal, I was very honest and asked them to go back to accompany his relatives. And told them that they didn't have to come back for dinner in the evening. It's safe and enjoyable to play over there.
Do you think my approach is too difficult for a strong man? Or is it that my daughter's approach is unsatisfactory?! Friends are welcome to comment.