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"Dad, I still need to find someone I have a ’feeling’ for. How can we get along without any feeling?" Wu Xuming looked at his father wordlessly. He indeed wanted to get married soon, but it had to be driven by impulse.
So far, he really hadn’t taken a fancy to anyone.
Even Yan Jinsu, who had previously made his heart race, just made his heart race, that’s all; there weren’t any special feelings.
If there were, he would have acted and taken her for himself already.
"..." Wu Huaimin frowned, obviously understanding the implications of his son’s words.
After all, the Wu Family’s men never had strong demands in that area; otherwise, his Dad wouldn’t have waited until twenty-six to have their eldest brother.
In the Republic era, men were usually fathers by the age of fifteen or sixteen, and his Dad had his eldest son at nearly thirty, which was exceedingly late.
"Dad, you can’t rush these things. If there’s a feeling, even an arranged marriage is okay." The fear is in not having that feeling. To marry and then just have her at home, wouldn’t that be harming someone?
Wu Xuming sighed. He was not saying that everything was normal—his physiological responses were normal, but the very sight of women just turned him off.
Luckily, he had no reaction to men either.
His Dad was also stating a fact; indeed, Wu Family men typically had this trait, not having a strong desire for women.
His eldest brother was slightly better off, as he happened to fancy Liu Dongzhu.
His second brother’s wife was arranged by their grandfather, but the second brother was much more unfortunate, as he had no feeling for this woman and could only perform in bed with the aid of drugs.
After giving birth to the Wu Family’s fourth-generation granddaughter, he completely stopped forcing himself and instead found another woman outside. It’s said she’s about to give birth?!
"If you’re open-minded about it, then do as you will. It’s just that your mother, she hasn’t seen you for a long time and keeps nagging at home about when you’re going back."
"Dad, you take care of your wife, don’t let her bother me." Wu Xuming got a real headache whenever he brought up his own mother.
Wu Huaimin glanced at his son, "I’m not in charge of your mother. If you really can’t handle it, then go back and listen to her, choose someone you’re okay with and get married, and have a grandson to keep her company."
Wu Huaimin didn’t really care about having a grandson, but his old wife was constantly complaining about how quiet the house was with father and son always in the laboratory.
Having a grandson and a daughter-in-law to keep her company would make her feel like the house had some life in it.
What he said made sense.
Because his old wife was chosen by his Dad, Wu Huaimin hadn’t opposed it at the time and always felt somewhat guilty towards her. As he couldn’t spend much time with her, he listened to her in many domestic matters, which was a sort of indirect compensation.
Her request was actually quite reasonable.
"... Dad, you make it sound so easy." Wu Xuming was very dissatisfied with his father’s hands-off approach.
"Xuming, when it’s time to deal with life’s important matters, you have to deal with them."
"Heh, Dad, Zheng Hui is twenty-eight now, and he’s not married yet."
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