Chapter 12

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Chapter 12 Scramble for the necklace.

    After lunch, Yan Shenyu returned to the Phoenix Foundation. From the moment he appeared, the laughter in the office never stopped, which seriously affected everyone's office efficiency.

    Xu Jingshu couldn't read it any longer, and asked the secretary to find a computer to pass the time for him. After a while, she received a word document from Yan Shenyu.

    Xu Jingshu: [? ];

    Yan Shenyu: "You didn't ask me to do it?"

    Xu Jingshu realized that the secretary had misunderstood her, she said to find something to pass Yan Shenyu time, and let him not affect everyone, but she did not expect that she would Really arranged work.

    Xu Jingshu replied to him: "No, you go back first."

    After a while, Yan Shenyu replied to her: "Okay, then I'll go first, don't work too late."

    Xu Jingshu dragged the word document to the trash can, however, I really regretted it after throwing it in, and found the document again in a pile of garbage.

    Forget it, write it all down, she can take a look at it casually.

    It wasn't that she had to read what her son wrote, she just happened to be idle and had nothing to do.

    What the secretary sent to Yan Shenyu were questions from some netizens. In addition to the female projects supported offline, the Phoenix Foundation also accepted questions from netizens and provided women with free life advice and psychological counseling.

    This time the question was from an urban white-collar worker with an ID called "Platinum Star". The question was about blind dates and the handling of the mother-daughter relationship.

    "My relationship with my mother is actually okay, but recently we have had a lot of arguments about blind dates. And as I get older, every time I go home, I have to face the indiscriminate bombardment of the whole family urging marriage. I really don't Understand, it's 2022, and she still thinks that women should be husbands and children, finding a powerful husband is more important than anything else?

    Last year, my mother kept talking about this. I couldn't stand it and left in the second year of junior high. After I went back, I felt a little guilty again. She also said that she prepared a lot of food for me, and I didn't take it away. It was my mom's birthday not long ago, so I took a leave to go back to see her, but I didn't expect her to start again after I went back! Yes! She is urging me to get married again! Also introduced me to some messy blind date objects!

    This time I fought back not to have a seizure, but I was really disappointed. I don't know how they became like this, I have explained to her countless times why I don't want to get married, but they have also forced me to get married countless times. It's really uncomfortable, I don't even want to go back for the New Year now.

    A friend suggested that I pay the living expenses on time. If I can't stand it, I won't go home. If I make trouble again, I will block my contact information. But apart from forcing the marriage, my mother was actually kind to me. If she really wanted me to do it, I couldn't be ruthless. But every time I go home, I feel exhausted. Do you have a good solution here? "

    Marriage urging is a common intergenerational conflict in the context of East Asian culture, especially in China, where family ties are closely related. This conflict is especially obvious.

    Xu Jingshu was a little curious about Yan Shenyu's opinion. She swiped the mouse down and saw Yan Shen. System 001

    : "Hello Ms. Bai, after your description, I believe you have formed your own unique three views and corresponding life plans. But your mother doesn't support your life plan, so you feel embarrassed. I can understand, you want your mother to understand why you don't get married, maybe it's because of the pressure of work, because it's difficult to raise children, because the exit cost is high, or maybe you just haven't met true love...

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