Mo Yue frowned, "Is this Little Treasure's father having a brain problem? Other people's bridal chambers have been with the bride at night, but he stays alone in the courtyard drinking sullen wine."

Lu Fei smiled, "Xiaobao's father is indeed a bit weird, and his views on women are really extreme."

Mo Yue smiled and said, "Seriously, are your human women really so terrible? He said that they are scourges."

Lu Fei smiled, "According to his description, my old lady almost has all the characteristics of terrible women. My old lady's personality includes many terrible personalities such as selfishness, carefulness, and jealousy. And my old lady did discipline my father. It's pleasing to the eye. As long as my mother is there, my father dare not say hello to a woman, even if he just takes a second look, he will be nagged by my old lady for a long time. My father always let her in order to keep his ears quiet. "

Demon Yue frowned, "It seems that your human women are really terrifying creatures. Why didn't I realize it before?"

Lu Fei smiled, "It is said that women have a transformation period, and the watershed of this transformation is naturally marriage. Women have always been pre-marriage birds, and after marriage, the lion roars, and only gets married. The true face will only be revealed. Like you and those women only stop before marriage, and you have not married them, how do you know that they will transform? Before marriage, they try their best to show their best side to their lovers, They were the cutest at that time, gentle and affectionate, pure and kind-hearted, but after marriage, they immediately changed and became vicious white-fronted tigers, dormant in the grass, and would rush out to bite at any time."

The demon Yue laughed loudly, "Speaking so terribly, I don't believe you will not get married in the future."

Luffy smiled and said, "I will naturally get married in the future, but I will definitely find a stupid woman to marry. A smart woman can't control it. The feeling of being controlled by a woman is very uncomfortable. For example, mine. Father, I feel like he is like a puff of air. Every time my mother yells and yells, she dare not say anything. For the sake of family harmony, my father has made great sacrifices. Okay, I am now Then I told the story. I lay on the door crack and looked at my father’s back. I suddenly felt that he was a little old, and his back was slightly rickety, because it was too hard for someone to take me recently? My eyes are moist, think about it. In recent days, without my mother’s company, only my father is by his side. Although he has done his best to take care of me, and I pretend to be happy in front of him, I know that I still miss my mother. But my mother will always It’s impossible to come back. Her body is buried under the big banyan tree at the entrance of the village. Every morning I go to my mother’s grave and talk to her for a while, imagining that she will talk to me with a smile, every time I stay with my mother. By the side of his grave, my mother’s flower-like smiles filled my mind. I was staring at my father’s back in a daze. Without paying attention, my father suddenly turned around and walked towards me. That’s right, his brows frowned. I walked forward with a serious look, and the direction was indeed directed towards me. What should I do? I was a little panicked. At this time, the best way is naturally to hide in the bed and pretend to be asleep. So I immediately turned around, and walked tiptoe to me. By the bed, I quickly took off my shoes and got into the quilt to lie down. Almost as soon as I lay down, the door creaked and opened. I squinted and saw through the gap in the quilt that the person coming in was my father. Father was still the same as before. His face was flushed, and his eyes were red. He looked a little horrible. I was so scared that I closed my eyes quickly. The heavy footsteps approached me a little bit, and a heavy scent of alcohol came on my face. Father. Stopped by my bed and sighed, this stinky kid got under the covers in his clothes again. Doesn't he even know that he took off his clothes and went to bed now? It's really worrying. Next, I felt like he stretched out and pulled me The quilt, I don’t know what he was going to do, he was still lying on the bed, motionless, pretending to be asleep. After a while, I heard him sigh heavily, hey, forget it, since he is asleep, no Undress him, let him go. Then, I heard the footsteps drifting away, and when I reached the door, I brushed the floor and opened the door. I opened my eyes and took a peek and found that my father had taken the door out. Turned over and got out of bed again. When I put on my shoes, I ran to the door again and found that my father was no longer in the courtyard. Huh? Since he is not in the courtyard, he specified to go back to the hall. Once he returns to the hall, specify I'll talk to my stepmother in the bridal chamber, the bridal chamber, I have always wanted to know, this time, will it be an eye-opener? Time is running out, and I have no time to think about whether the act of my son peeping at his father's bridal chamber is considered a disobedience. . I immediately decided to take action. I told you earlier that my room is separated from the main room by a wall, and that side of the wall is my parents’ bedroom. And I have the conditions to do something like peeping, because that side There is a window on the wall, although the window is not big , The size of the washbasin is enough to see the whole picture of the house. Before, I asked my father why there is a window on this wall. My father told me that the room I lived in was originally a small shed, and that small shed was used for stacking firewood. The small shed is simply supported by a few pillars, and the roof is covered with plastic sheeting, and it cannot accommodate people. Later I was born and grew up day by day. My parents felt that I was already old and should have my own room, so they built this small house for me. Because that wall was originally the outer wall of the main house, it is normal to have windows on the outer wall. Because I was still young and my parents were not too alert to me, the small window has not been blocked, but in fact, I have reached the age of development, vaguely, and began to be interested in that kind of thing. . I have always wanted to lie on the window and peek, but before, because of my age and courage, I was afraid of being beaten by my parents. So I didn't dare to look at it. Later, when my mother passed away, there was only my father left in the house, and there was nothing worth peeking. However, tonight, my father married a new daughter-in-law, and he is no longer alone. Can I take a peek? I felt like holding a little rabbit in my arms, my heart pounding, excited and nervous, and my instinct told me that tonight might be an opportunity, because my father was so drunk, even if I peeked, he would definitely I won't notice it, don't watch it now, when should I wait? The idea was settled, I immediately moved a chair, gently moved the chair under the small window, and then quietly climbed onto the chair and stood on the chair. "