Chapter Twelve I'm So Difficult
As usual, if his father came to see him, Chen Shuo would just happily open the door.
But now his expression changed, and he quickly turned around and urged the cat girl on the sofa: "It's my dad outside, hurry up..."
He looked around. This apartment was too small. There was no place to hide. The refrigerator and the sofa couldn't fit under it. The narrow balcony had a clear view and was not suitable for hiding people at all.
Finally, he looked towards the bedroom and said, "Go and hide in the bedroom. Remember to close the door and don't come out."
"Whoa whoa."
Bai Xiaoqi was a little confused, but when she saw Chen Shuo's face, she felt nervous for no reason, and quickly ran to the bedroom in her slippers.
But the slippers were a bit big, and she lost one in a hurry. She didn't bother to pick it up, so she just entered the bedroom with one bare foot and closed the door.
"What are you doing waiting around? Open the door quickly."
"I'm coming."
Chen Shuo stared at the door and didn't see her throwing away her slippers. Hearing the sound of the bedroom door closing, he quickly walked over and opened the door, "Dad, why are you here?"
"Why, you're not welcome?"
As he spoke, Chen Jianwen walked into the house, looked at his son's kennel, and then turned back to look at Chen Shuo. Seeing that his face was a little nervous, he couldn't help but feel happy, "You still know how to panic?"
"ah?"
Chen Shuo was stunned.
"You went on a blind date yesterday and made the girl angry, right? The girl's mother told your Aunt Wang about it today, and your Aunt Wang told your mother. What do you think your mother said?"
"What did my mother say?"
Chen Jianwen raised his head and thought for a while, then said: "I forgot what you said. Anyway, your mother was nagging at home for most of the day, and I didn't listen much. Your mother just loves to nag. When I heard it, my ears were tired, so I went to find someone."
I came here to scold you for a reason, and hide in peace."
As he spoke, he groped in his arms for a while, took out his cell phone, turned on the video recording function, pointed the camera at Chen Shuo, and asked, "Are you ready?"
"No, that woman..."
Chen Shuo wanted to say that the woman smoked, drank heavily, had tattoos and loved dancing, so she really did not meet the standards of a daughter-in-law.
"You can talk about the rest later. Hurry up and stand still. I'll scold you and record a few words. I can go back to work later and save your mother from calling you later to nag you."
"Okay." Chen Shuo nodded helplessly, lowering his head and getting into the role.
Chen Jianwen's emotions brewed very quickly. Obviously, this was not the first time that the father and son had done this. Within a few seconds, his emotions became quite full, with a look of sorrow on his face, "Tell me about you, after graduation."
If you don't go out to find a job and sit at home every day writing your crappy book, can you make money by writing it?"
When it came to Chen Shuo's line, he frowned, "Why not? At least I can support myself."
Chen Jianwen said earnestly, "Yes, you can support yourself now, but what about you in the future?
And can you find a partner by squatting at home all day long? Is it possible that you still expect your partner to come to you? No way.
Your mother and I finally asked someone to find someone for you and asked you to go on a blind date, but in the end you made the person angry and ran away..."
Halfway through his words, he suddenly stopped and looked at the ground.
"Dad, why do you stop..."
Seeing his father stop suddenly, Chen Shuo was a little puzzled. He subconsciously followed his gaze and couldn't help but pause in his words.
Just near the coffee table, a slipper was quietly thrown there. The pink color was quite eye-catching.
"..."
"..."
Both father and son were silent, most afraid of the sudden silence in the air.
After a long time, Chen Jianwen finally spoke, with a particularly complicated expression on his face, "How come you got this habit now and steal women's shoes?"
"I...."
Chen Shuo was a little confused and didn't quite understand his father's brain circuit. He opened his mouth to explain, but he didn't know how to explain.
Compared to stealing women's shoes, hiding a girl with cat ears in the house should be more outrageous? It would also be harder for the old man to accept it, right?
Given his age, he probably wouldn't think of COS or anything like that. The most likely possibility is that he thought Bai Xiaoqi was a monster and then fainted.
How about picking it up?
But picking up women's shoes seems more idiotic than stealing them.
Could it be that you wore it yourself?
As for the color, just say that you like pink and masculine colors?
But my 43cm feet can’t fit into size 36 slippers.
With various thoughts surging around, Chen Shuo hesitated for a long time, closed his eyes, and said helplessly: "I just couldn't control it for a moment."
"...."
Hearing this, Chen Jianwen couldn't help being silent, and his mood was particularly difficult to describe. After a while, he said quietly: "The ancient literati have a long history of admiring women's feet. After the wars of the Five Dynasties, foot binding became popular in the early Song Dynasty.
Binding feet.
This bad custom of foot-binding continued into the Qing Dynasty and became more and more intense, which coincided with the development of feudal ethics at that time and the minds of literati and officials began to be distorted."
Chen Jianwen's occupation is a university history professor. Chen Shuo has listened to this kind of historical science since he was a child, but now he felt particularly complicated when he heard it. However, the old man's voice continued without any intention of stopping.
"As the rule of the Qing Dynasty stabilized and society began to stabilize, a so-called golden lotus aesthetics actually appeared in the circles of these Qing literati and officials.
They have a perverted fascination with women's three-inch golden lotus. They even have a trend of using women's embroidered shoes to drink wine. Among the embroidered shoes, the most sought after are the embroidered shoes of famous prostitutes. This is the so-called
They also regard it as an elegant thing to wear prostitutes' shoes and drink wine."
Speaking of this, Chen Jianwen looked distressed. He was not pretending, he was truly distressed.
"You write novels online, and you can be considered a half-literary person. It's understandable that you like feet, but people use embroidered shoes. Even if we don't have embroidered shoes now, I can understand if you get high heels, but if you steal slippers, you do this and this.
..”
Chen Jianwen has always been open-minded, and a professor must be knowledgeable, but now he was at a rare loss for words. He really didn't know what words to use to describe his son. He was silent for a moment and asked: "You didn't steal anything."
Someone’s underwear, right?”
"I didn't." Chen Shuo responded weakly, with a look of despair on his face. He didn't know when a manned spacecraft to Mars would be built.
Waiting online, quite urgent.
Hearing this, Chen Jianwen's expression softened slightly, but he was still a little worried. He looked around and walked towards the bedroom, "It's not that I, the father, don't respect your privacy. The main reason is that the nature of your matter is different. You let me
Let me look on your bed and check the closet."
"..."
Seeing this, Chen Shuo took three steps at a time to catch up and blocked the door directly.
"...."
Seeing his reaction, Chen Jianwen couldn't help but frown. He stared at his son standing in front of him for a long time, his expression gradually darkened, and he asked, "Are you really stealing underwear?"
"I really don't."
Chen Shuo felt very regretful now. If he had known this, he would have given a random excuse instead of this.
For example, a friend accidentally left it here.
Oh, this reason doesn’t seem to work.
Whose friend came to the house wearing slippers and left without putting them on?
I can't say that my legs were fine when I came here, but my legs were broken when I left, so I can't use these slippers?
This is simply rubbing the old man's IQ on the ground.
Now he suddenly understood why telling a lie took countless panics to cover it up.
It would be better to just admit that there is an extra cat-eared girl in the family, at least it won't be as difficult as it is now.
Chapter completed!