When I went to my boyfriend's house for dinner for the first time, my parents picked up food for me and my boyfriend broke up with me.

When I went to my boyfriend's house for dinner for the first time, his parents picked up food for me, and my boyfriend broke up with me when I came home.

Today's girls are also the treasures of their respective families, which one is not held in the palm of their parents' palms to take care of? Me, too. Ever since I was a child, my parents never hit me or said a word of me in a heavy tone, so I was a girl who grew up in a honeypot. But when I am a little princess at home, I have to grow up and have a boyfriend when I grow up. It was not until this time that I found that I was raised willfully and freely in my own home. No matter what I did, my family did not dislike me, but when I went to the other party's house and faced his family, my every move would be magnified. Even the slightest flaw will not be allowed.

My boyfriend and I have been dating for a year now. What can I say about him? Self-motivated, positive, strong working ability and bright future are the type of good man and son-in-law in the eyes of all my parents. My parents are quite satisfied with him. They always say that I am heartless and heartless, but I didn't expect that I have a good eye for picking on men, and they always tease me with him. In my opinion, the boyfriend is a very upright person, probably because of the science and engineering background, the character is quite rigorous, the mind is also very careful, is the kind of very rare, special attention to detail. I am very dependent on him, in front of him, I can still be myself at will, although most of the time, some of my behavior is not so standard and reasonable, but my personality is simple, and my nature is so unrestrained. He said several times that it didn't work and he didn't bother to say it again.

Not long ago, he was finally going to take me home to meet his parents. I was a little happy. Before I went, he repeatedly told me that his parents were very demanding people like him, and that the family style of their family was more formal and exquisite, so that I should pay more attention to it and try to win a good impression. It would be very good for his parents to accept and approve me. When I went home, I asked my parents to help me choose a gift for them carefully. For the first time, I wore a lady's dress and combed my hair straight. I looked like a typical little princess. Even my parents said that my style was deceptive. I'm sure I can fool my future parents-in-law to muddle through. My boyfriend came to pick me up the next day, and I was satisfied to see my dress.

On that day, his parents cooked several dishes to entertain me, and I kept a reserved and prudent attitude in answering and communicating with them. My boyfriend smiled and seemed to approve of my present situation. However, during the meal, I found that the taste of his house was very spicy. I didn't like it very much. My family didn't know how to eat spicy food. I was sweating all over, and I always had a stomachache, so I only ate a plate of shredded potatoes in front of me. His mother thought I was embarrassed and was being polite to them, so she took the initiative to bring me a lot of coriander beef for me to eat. But what she doesn't know is that I happen to hate parsley, which smells so bad to me that it's simply unacceptable. At that time, I never ate anything left in the bowl.

Unexpectedly, just after I was sent home that day, my boyfriend turned and left and said that he wanted to break up with me. He said that I did not respect his parents. After telling me like that, he did not take his words to heart. In his opinion, a cultured girl should at least know that it is etiquette to eat the food his mother gave me even if she doesn't like it. I was completely dumbfounded, didn't I just pick a food? As for the serious breakup?

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