Secret Love Nest 2018

A Little Pick Me Up

I need a serious pick me up.

Baba had injured his right ankle. He twisted it while going down the stairs in a hurry and now he is bedridden and couldn't get up, much more walk.

Me: (while talking to Mama on the phone) Will they cut his right foot off? Will Baba be a person with disability now? (Turning to Qing) How much is a wheelchair? Maybe we should buy Baba one.

Qing: (rolling his eyes) Baba just twisted his ankle. They already put a cast on it. Stop overdramatizing the situation. He is fine.

Me: He could have knocked his head when he fell on that stairs! He could have died. I am upset.

Qing: Well, he didn't. So stop being upset.

Me: He could have! And I am his son. I have the right to be upset for him.

Qing: Let's not talk in circle. Please...

Me: (going back to Mama) How is Baba? Is he depressed that his foot is casted?

Mama: If your meaning of depressed is finishing a plate of fruits and a bottle of beer while watching his favorite variety show, then sure Son, your father is depressed.

I think my mother is using sarcasm on me.

Me: So he is...fine?

Mama: Yes, he is just fine. He is happy to miss work too. Your Baba is elated that he has a reason to rest at home and eat home cooked meals. He will be fine in two weeks.

Me: (feeling betrayed) So I am upset for nothing?

Mama: That is what I have been telling you, Dayu ah. You don't need to be upset because your Baba is fine.

Me: Huh? I feel stupid now.

Mama: And you are my son. You came from me. So if you are stupid, imagine what I am feeling right now?

Me: What are you feeling right now, Mama?

Mama: Wishing that you got your stupidity and overreacting from your Baba's side of the family and not from mine.

Me: Mama!

Mama: Stop shouting at me, Feng Jian Yu! I can still ground you!

I got my traits from her. I am her. Don't ever mistake that.

Mama: Anyways, I called you. I have informed you. If you want to call and talk to your Baba, you can call and catch him here at home. For two weeks. He will rest for two weeks. I think that rest had been long overdue. Your father is overworked. I cannot wait for his retirement so he can enjoy life.

That is an exaggeration. Baba enjoys his life. He loves his work. He loves earning money. My Mama works too but her work is, sure, a lot easier than Baba's work. But Baba is not complaining. Like I said, he is a responsible man who loves his work.

He just doesn't enjoy taking yearly vacations. That is why you also have to remind my Baba to take some time off from work.

Him having an injured ankle in a cast will slow him down and will give him a reason to rest.

My mother is right. Qing is right. Baba is fine. I don't need to be upset.

But still. I need a pick me up. So...

Me: (acting cute for Qing because I can) Buy me barbecue.

Qing: (smiling) You missed a step.

Me: (confuse) What step?

Qing: You should say "knock knock" first when you are making a joke.

Me: (growling) I am not making a joke, Wang Qing! Buy me barbecue. I need a pick me up.

Qing stared at me. I bat my eyelashes at him. Then Qing smiled and turned his body to face me.

Qing: Ask me about my day.

Me: Will you buy me barbecue if I asked you about your day?

Qing: We'll see. Ask me first.

Me: (biting) Okay. How is your day, Love?

Qing: (smiling widely) Baba lectured me today. I forgot to pass a paper to complete my tax form. The government is threatening to fine me. Baba fixed everything, but he called me to his office to lecture me for one and half hours about the importance of being careful while filing your tax papers.

I am lost for words. It took me minutes to recover from his story.

Me: (in a faint tone) One and a half hour?

Qing: (nodding) I had to stand there, in front of his desk. His secretary once entered the room to take some papers my father had to sign. She saw me, standing there.

Me: (moaning in pain for him) Do you like barbecue?

Qing: I can go for some barbecue. Why?

Me: I will buy you some barbecue. You want pork? Chicken? What? Do you want anything else aside from barbecue? A blowjob? You want me to suck your dick? I can do that? Oh my God...one and a half hour? That's half of a Marvel movie.

Qing: (sighing) Tell me about it. About that blowjob...can I have that after the barbecue?

Me: (nodding) Sure.

Qing: I want a hug too. Can you hug me?

I scoot closer to hug him. Qing sighed tiredly and hug me back.

Qing: Why is he so strict on me? I am his only son.

Me: (patting his back with sympathy) He loves you...that is why...

We hugged for some moments before Qing let go.

Qing: (blinking at me...or is he batting his eyeslashes at me?) (is he acting cute because he can?) (What?) So...barbecue?

And that is how Qing swindled me to buy him barbecue.

In fairness to him, what Qing said was true. Baba really did call him to the floor and lectured him. But not for one and a half hour! The lying jerk. He was told off for just fifteen minutes.

Qing lied to me. To get free barbecue. That is how your Baba operates. Damn it!

Kidding aside...we all need picking up once in a while. But don't stress out too much people. If you are going through something, just chill and look for a solution. Don't stress too much, all problems pass. They don't stay forever.

Okay?

Have some barbecue. They are good.