The male god proposed again today

Chapter 107 Tears are a Weapon

Heart filled with warmth and emotion, Han Yingying nodded earnestly: "Thank you Mom, I understand."

In the past, my mother always said that getting married not only depends on the character of the man, but also the character of his parents.

Good parents-in-law will treat their daughter-in-law as their own children, love and respect them, and be single-minded in everything.

Bad parents-in-law treat their daughter-in-law as an outsider, are picky, embarrassing, and never have one heart.

If something goes wrong one day, the first one to be sacrificed is the daughter-in-law.

She didn't understand it before, but now she seems to understand a little bit.

Mother Shen smiled and got up: "Let's go, first serve tea to grandpa."

"Mom, I'm afraid of grandpa..."

"Grandpa is just a little stubborn, but he is actually a very nice person."

"He doesn't like me."

"That's because he only saw your shortcomings, but didn't see your strengths. You, a child, are actually a person who sees clearly. The weakness you show is not all you have.

You cry, not because you are weak, but because you know that tears are a soft weapon.You don't fight because you know that there are too many people who love you and love you, and they will put what you think in front of you. "

Han Yingying opened her small mouth in surprise, and it took a long time before she was stunned: "Mom, how do you know?"

She never told anyone about this.

Yes, for her, tears are a weapon.

When she was a child, her brother always liked to tease her.

Every time she cries, her father beats her brother, who then gives her the delicious food.

She unconsciously equated crying with being protected and eating delicious food.

In kindergarten, some children bullied Xiao Xi, she cried so loudly that all the children were frightened, and they all cried with her.

In the end, the principal was alarmed, and the children who bullied others apologized to Xiaoxi, and dared not bully them again.

She unconsciously equated crying with being able to scare off bad guys and protect friends.

When I became sensible, I saw someone being bullied on campus, and I didn't dare to cry or resist, so I could only be bullied.

She rushed over, crying and reasoning with others.

Those people are afraid of attracting the teacher, so they usually give up.

At that time, she clearly knew that tears could indeed be used as a weapon.

So she knew that crying is not good, she looks weak and hypocritical, but she let herself not get rid of this problem.

She always thought it was her little secret, but she didn't expect that Shen's mother had already seen through it.

"Silly girl, it's not just me, anyone who really cares about you and understands you knows that."

Han Yingying asked nervously, "Do you think I'm hypocritical?"

"On the contrary, I think you are very smart. This society has too strict requirements on women. It requires women to be strong, independent, smart, able to earn money, and able to take care of the family.

But how can there be so many perfect people in this world?Most of them have more disadvantages than advantages.It's just that people who like you can see it, which is your advantage.People who hate you can see that it is your shortcoming. "

Shen's mother blinked at Han Yingying, "Do you know how I caught up with your father?"

Han Yingying was extremely curious: "Is it the dad you chased after?"

"Otherwise, he has the same wooden personality as Mo Sheng, and when he chases me, I'm afraid he will be out of luck in this life."

Speaking of her husband, Shen's mother's eyes almost turned into spring water.

The words on the mouth are obviously complaining, but people can hear the strong sweetness.

Thinking of the unsmiling father Shen, Han Yingying nodded in sympathy: "Indeed."

Shen's mother pursed her lips and snickered, the corners of her eyes and brows were sweet: "He is much better now, he was much worse before. When we are with him, we can't speak three words a day."

"Then how did Mom catch up with Dad?"

(End of this chapter)