After their wedding leave, the two continued to work, both from 9 to 5, going to get off work together, coming back together after work, and staying at home together on weekends and weekends.

Ji Yang can write small programs. The computer still uses Xue Mei. His small broken computer has been used for five years.

The computer was placed on the table where they were eating. He sat on the ground, lowered his head slightly, and typed quickly on the keyboard in his hand.

The crackling keyboard sounded in the room, Xue Mei lay on the bed, looking at him under the bed, "Mom wants us to go back to dinner tonight."

The phone that she frequently calls has been blacklisted by her, and all the contact methods are. She knows her identity and doesn't have any thoughts.

Moreover, since that day, she decided to get to know the man next to her and follow her heart.

Not afraid to lose.

"Yeah." Ji Yang was still looking at the computer, "How many points?"

"It's five or six o'clock, when parents are off work." She replied.

He Qiuhui and Ji Dongping are employees of small companies. They only do logistics. They don't take much money, but they are better than paying five guarantees and one fund. Retirement can have a pension, not much, but enough for two elderly people to live.

"it is good."

The two of them were speechless, and there was only the sound of his keyboard in the room. Xue Mei stared at him for a while and muffled, "It's so noisy."

Can you care about her? Knock-knock-knock-knock-knock-knock-knapped since the morning, and never stopped, even when I came home from get off work, I didn't even look at her.

Ji Yang glanced up at her, quickly lowered, the voice on his hand lightened, and continued to beat.

Xue Mei: "..."

ten minutes.

Half an hour.

One hour

...

She yawned as she watched him, "Have you done it yet?"

"No, there is one more point. I will finish it today." Ji Yang didn't raise his head to speak. He was very focused when he was focused.

Xue Mei sat up, got off the bed, walked around behind him, looked at the piles of codes on the computer, and felt dizzy.

"What if Mom lets us live at home for a while? I don't want to live, and I will be quarreled early in the evening."

"Then don't stop." He said.

"Go tell mom?" She stepped forward, stretched out her hand to stop his neck, and lay all over him.

Ji Yang's hand typing the code paused.

"Why don't you fight anymore?" Xue eyebrows tilted his head, speaking very close to him, and his thin lips were about to touch his cheeks.

"Wrong type." He pretended to be calm and deleted a line, then typed again, wrong again, calmly deleted, and then came.

Xue Mei was originally bored, but now he felt that he had found something interesting, so he embraced him and approached him.

Ji Yang smelled good, she put her chin on his shoulder, and she was still shaking with his beat.

"Wife, bother me." He finally couldn't hold back, took his hand off, and couldn't turn his head. "I can't concentrate on you like this. I have to send this small program tomorrow."

"Didn't you say that proper contact increases feelings? I'm in contact with you. Also, I asked you that when you go home tonight, you won't discuss with me." Xue Mei also said it seems to be well-founded.

Ji Yang thought for a moment, "Say I will work overtime tomorrow and go back at night."

"Then do you work overtime every week?" After all, He Qiuhui calls them back every week.

"I'll come back directly next week and say I'm not used to it." He answered.

"Then you can do it, don't let mom think that I robbed you." Xue muttered with a narrow eyebrow.

"What is robbing? I am not someone's private property, everyone has their own independent life and space."

"You know how to say that, go educate mom."

Ji Yang grabbed her hand, turned slightly, and brought her into his arms. He was sitting on the ground and she was sitting on his lap.

"I can't educate her, I can only obey to a certain extent, otherwise it will be counterproductive. I now feel that if I can handle your relationship, it would be great." He circled her with one hand.

Xue Mei leaned back and shrank in his arms, "Do you think that Mom's feelings for you are a little weird? Domineering and controlling? Trying to control your life? Plan your route?"

After she finished speaking, she saw that the people behind her did not respond, and held her head up, and found that Ji Yang was looking at her, her expression a bit complicated.

"Well, when I didn't say it."

Ji Yang is He Qiuhui's son. In his heart, his mother is the best, and she is not allowed to refute, even if she really thinks that the other party regards her son as a personal property in an attempt to consolidate and declare her position.

"When I criticize my mother so much, you are also bold." Ji Yang said at the end, suddenly laughed.

"Anyway, our child is not for the purpose of inheriting the family, nor is it for the sake of old age. I think it is unfair to him. He was not born to take care of our old age. I want to give birth to him and let him see the world. I will not interfere in the future. In his life, on the contrary, I will thank him for allowing me to experience the role of mother." Xue Mei did not say clearly that He Qiuhui was not wrong, but changed the way.

Ji Yang understood, because his expression was a little thinking and his expression was also very tangled, as if he was fighting against him.

"You said I would be right?" She looked at him and asked softly.

"It seems to make sense." Ji Yang was silent for a while and nodded, "It is indeed unfair. The birth of a child should not be burdened with these shackles."

Xue Mei continued, but instead looked at him with some subtle emotions in his expression.

Ji Yang was a little embarrassed by her, "I know what you want to say, but I can't tell my mother these things, right?"

"Mom treats you as her lifelong pride and her private property. If you say it, it's ungrateful and unfilial. She might cry and hang herself, and I became a sinner." Xue Mei could think of that scene. , The headache is terrible.

"Mom, right?" Ji Yang said with some uncertainty.

"Then you try?"

As soon as she finished speaking, he repeatedly refused, "Forget it, I dare not, I have never contended with my mother since I was a child."

Xue Mei knows that He Qiuhui's position is very important. To be honest, she is still a bit lost. She still wants Ji Yang to have a good talk with the other party, because she will definitely face this problem later.

Living in a rental house is not a long-term solution.

"I know my mother better than you. I can't tell, I can only get out of it. She is an extremely traditional woman. Many concepts are deeply ingrained in her mind. I can't reverse it. I can only try to avoid things that will cause frontal conflict."

Ji Yang hugged her, changed the page on the computer, and saved the half-written program, "But you can tell me your thoughts, or things you can't accept, we can negotiate."

"I just want a small home." Xue Mei looked at him, "I just want a space for our family of three. It doesn't matter how close we are, and how often we go back, even the upper and lower floors."

"Yeah." He responded.

"You can't afford the second set again. There is only one house, and you still owe your parents two hundred and ten thousand." She pierced him ruthlessly and added, "I don't have the money, and it's impossible for us to live in a new house. Let parents live there, right?"

"Isn't this yet to live in? I guess it will be next year." Seeing her with a sad expression, Ji Yang said, "I'm thinking, parents' money will not be repaid, and there are small apartments in the same community, and the down payment is only seven or eight. You can buy it."

Xue Mei sat up, frowning deeper, without refuting it.

This means that they have to pay back two sets of loans plus a child's expenses, which will be very stressful.

"This is the best solution I can think of." Ji Yang said.

Xue Mei finally agreed.

She took out all of her savings, the money the Xue family gave her, plus her own provident fund for the past few years, Ji Yang used her own credit card to set up some more.

He came to pay the mortgage.

Although the pressure is great, Xue Mei is willing to bear this pressure.

When the Ji family’s old couple found out, the house had already been bought. He Qiuhui was the first one to be unwilling, "Of course I want to live with you and take care of the children. Moreover, in this case, the second set can be rented out, and the second set can still be collected. Rent, so your pressure will be much less."

She thinks her son is really capable and bought the second set so soon. Although Ji Yang emphasized that Xue Mei bought it, he bought it only during marriage. Isn't it the two people bought it together?

That was also from the Ji family, and no one played this abacus better than her.

"Mom, you and Dad live there. They are very close to each other in the same community. I need a study room. I have been working overtime recently. If I stay in the room, radiation is not good for my eyebrows and children." Ji Yang also had a face. Helpless, "Moreover, I don't want you and dad to live here forever, I always feel sorry for you."

"Then my dad and I should sleep in the living room. We will put up a bed and we will just stay together. We don't pay much attention to it." He Qiuhui stepped back and said.

Ji Yang looked at Ji Dongping, "Dad, please persuade mom, it's not as good as me and Meimei sleeping in the study, how ugly it spreads out."

Ji Dongping didn't think so much about He Qiuhui. He only felt that his son was promising and filial to them, but he couldn't make it difficult for him to do it. He said a few words with a straight face. At first, the other party resisted, and finally reluctantly agreed to go to the new house.

She feels that she is all devoted to her son. She doesn’t want Ji Yang to work hard. She wants to save him money. She doesn’t want to admit that she wants to intervene in his family. The value has not been affirmed. This son who has worked so hard to raise for nearly 30 years has already Break away from your own life and have your own family.

Psychologically, she is reluctant to accept, and sometimes even becomes an enemy of Xue Mei, her face is not very good-looking.

Xue Mei was sensitive and naturally felt it.

To be honest, this situation made her feel quite speechless. It was really reflected in the large and small aspects. Sometimes when she went back to eat, He Qiuhui made the dishes, and she went to help. She went to get the clothes again, or to dry the clothes, they were all exposed to most of the clothes. Seeing her coming, she also looked for the last thing left and asked her to dry it.

Say you want to treat her as your own daughter?

Fortunately, she understands that no matter how the mother-in-law is, she will not be a real mother.

No, here again, I threw a bucket of clothes to her, went to buy brown sugar by myself, and said that I would do something for Ji Yang.

As soon as she left, the door closed.

"Ji Yang."

Xue Mei yelled, Ji Yang got up from the sofa, silently carried the clothes to dry, and she went in comfortably to sleep.

And He Qiuhui triumphantly felt that she had suppressed her daughter-in-law, not knowing that her beloved son was working hard and complaining about drying clothes.