Chapter 150 Peace and peace (one more)

   "You..." Madam Fu pointed and smiled, but her face was pale but could not speak for a while, and Fu Anyan was so scared by Leng Sa's operation that she didn't dare to speak for a while.

  No one spoke in the hall for a long time, and Feng Zhaowu's wailing became clearer and louder.

  Leng Sa lowered his head to look at Fu Fengcheng, who was sitting next to him. Fu Fengcheng was also raising his head to look at her calmly.

  Don’t mention what the two parties saw in each other’s eyes, but in the eyes of bystanders, this scene is naked (crab) and naked (crab) "brows".

  Ms. Fu's face was a bit more ugly again.

   "Mother, if there is nothing else, we will retire first." Fu Fengcheng said in a deep voice without giving Madam Fu a chance to make trouble.

Mrs. Fu was so angry that she couldn't speak, she just stared at the two men fiercely.

  Fu Fengcheng respectfully leaned towards Mrs. Fu before raising his head to Leng Sa and said, "Let's go."

  Leng Sa quickly nodded, and took the initiative to push Fu Fengcheng's wheelchair out.

  She doesn’t want to entangle these silly questions with Madam Fu. Wouldn’t it be okay to run outside all day to wash and sleep?

  It wasn't until the three of them disappeared outside the gate that Mrs. Fu seemed to finally come back to her senses.

  "Bump!" The tea cup on the table fell to the ground, and Fu Anyan was shocked and looked at Madam Fu quickly.

  Ms. Fu's face was gloomy, her lips trembled and she said, "Good! Good!"

   "Mother?" Fu Anyan looked at Madam Fu with some worry, but Madam Fu quickly calmed down, took a deep breath and looked at Feng Zhaowu on the ground, "Take him down to see the doctor."

   "Auntie!" Feng Zhaowu lay on the ground, looking particularly embarrassed and disgusting, Fu Anyan looked at him and turned his head in disgust.

   Madam Fu looked down, "Go to the doctor first, and heal the injury before talking."

  Feng Zhaowu shouted unwillingly, "Auntie! You watched Fu Fengcheng ruining our Feng family so much?! Auntie, you have to call the shots for me."

   Madam Fu's eyes were cold, "I said, go back first!"

Feng Zhaowu was shocked by her stern eyes, and she didn't dare to confront Madam Fu anymore. The servant at the door came in and helped Feng Zhaowu get up and lifted him out.

  "Mother..." Fu Anyan looked at Madam Fu and stopped talking.

  Ms. Fu raised her hand and rubbed her forehead, and said tiredly, "I'm a little tired, Ayan, you should go back first."

   Fu Anyan nodded and stood up, a little worried and said: "Mother, the cousin just mentioned about the factory..."

  "I will deal with it." Madam Fu said coldly.

   "Then I'll go back first." Fu Anyan didn't dare to say more, turned and walked out.

  Feng Zhaowu has caused such a big trouble, to Leng Sa’s surprise, Mrs. Fu didn’t even make it happen to Governor Fu.

  Originally, he was waiting for Du Jun Fu to summon them to reprimand them for a meal or something, but he didn't expect that Fu's house looked peaceful until the dead of night, as if nothing had happened during the day.

   "It's strange, your mother didn't even complain to the warlord?" Leng Sa lay on the bed with a pillow and tilted his head to look at Fu Fengcheng who was sitting and reading.

  Fu Fengcheng looked away from the book and looked down at Leng Sa, "What good will it do for her to make trouble with the old man?"

   Leng Sa blinked his eyes, "Should the Warlord reprimand us for disrespecting the elders?"

   Fu Fengcheng chuckled, “I don’t respect the elders and the Feng family, which is more important? My mother doesn’t want the old man to know that she has done so many things secretly.”

  "Will she not know if she didn't talk about the Overseer?" Leng Sa asked.

   Fu Fengcheng said: "Look at whether he wants to know, these...obviously he doesn't want to know."

   Leng Sa sat up, resting his chin on the pillow in his arms, and curiously said: "Wife and son are killing each other, the warlord doesn't want to know? Isn't he afraid of a naive backyard fire?"

Fu Fengcheng put the book in his hand on the bedside table, "Even if my mother and I really kill each other, it will not affect the overall situation of the six southern provinces. In the old man's view, as long as the wife does not interfere in political affairs, the Fu family's affairs should have been left to the end. She is in charge. As long as she doesn't touch the old man's bottom line, the old man will not do anything to her. After all... a couple of more than 20 years still have three children, the old man doesn't have to want to change to another wife."

   Leng Sa nodded, "What do the warlords think of you?"

   "If I can't even fight a backyard woman, I deserve it if I lose." Fu Fengcheng said lightly.

   Leng Sa knew, "So by analogy, as long as the matter between you and Fu Yucheng doesn't affect the six southern provinces, doesn't take the initiative to quarrel in front of the warlord, or kill people, he won't care?"

   Fu Fengcheng nodded, "Madam now understands who the old man is?"

   Leng Sa lightly sighed, "I thought the Overseer was a good and amiable father."

  Fu Fengcheng sneered, "He has so many sons and daughters, who is good to him as a good father?"

"Yes, if you are good to you, Fu Yucheng is definitely not a good father. If you are good to Fu Yucheng, then you will definitely not think that he is a good father." As for those concubines, let alone Fu Yucheng. I probably never thought about being a good father at all.

   "You don't seem to be very sad?" Leng Sa looked at Fu Fengcheng.

   Fu Fengcheng said lightly: “If he cared for every child like his father-in-law, he would not be able to be where he is today.”

   Leng Sa sighed, "My father loves us very much, that's..." It's just a bit too weak, and I'm afraid of my father even when he is nearly half a hundred years old.

  Sure enough, everyone has their own difficulties.

  Leng Sa quickly put the matter behind his head and said with great interest, "So, even if I swallow the property in the hands of the Feng family and the wife, the warlord will not bother?"

   Fu Fengcheng nodded, "You can say so."

   "Oh." Leng Sa squinted his eyes happily, "I like to see others being furious and unable to kill me. Then...it must be very beautiful."

  Fu Fengcheng watched sitting cross-legged on the bed in front of him, buried half of his face in the pillow, squinting his eyes and rubbing against the soft pillow, like the coldness of a lazy and alert cat.

  The fingers hanging on her side gently rubbed unconsciously, and Fu Fengcheng's eyes fell deeply on the messy hair on her cheeks.

  "You better be careful." Fu Fengcheng said lightly.

   Leng Sa raised his eyes suspiciously, and Fu Fengcheng said: "If people are forced into a hurry, no one knows what methods they will use."

  Lengsa nodded, "I see." The dog jumped the wall in a hurry.

  Fu Fengcheng nodded, "It's late, go to bed. Don't you have to go to school tomorrow?"

   Leng Sa sighed and leaned back on the bed weakly, "I almost forgot, I have to go to school tomorrow. I have been so busy these two days... I didn't feel the joy of vacation at all."

   "Then finish all your homework earlier, so you don't need to go to school." Fu Fengcheng didn't sympathize with her pain. Learning God never worry about learning, and of course he can't empathize with ordinary people's worries.

   Leng Sa rolled his eyes and snorted and rolled into the bed.

  Fu Fengcheng saw that she really stopped talking before he picked up the book beside the bed and read it again.

  I don’t know how long it took, Fu Fengcheng closed the last page and raised his head, seeing that it was early morning on the wall clock.

   reached out and rubbed her eyebrows, and then looked at the woman on the other side of the bed who had already fallen asleep. The indifferent eyebrows seemed to soften a little under the faint light.

   There was a very soft laughter in the quiet room, Fu Fengcheng stretched out his hand and took the thin quilt that had been kicked aside to cover her, before turning his head back to turn off the bedside lamp.

   With a light pop, the room plunged into darkness.

  In the early morning, Leng Sa opened his eyes in a daze.

  What greeted the eyes was a thick and strong chest, and the whole person was stunned.

  After these days, she has long been accustomed to the problem of a person sharing half of her bed and the problem of lack of vigilance and a deep sleep when facing Fu Fengcheng.

  But... it’s really outrageous to wake up on someone’s chest, okay?

   didn't know what was going on, she actually put her head on Fu Fengcheng's shoulder in her deep sleep, and when she woke up, her whole face was pressed against her chest with a slight movement.

  Fu Fengcheng was wearing pajamas when she slept at night, but at this time the neckline was wide open, and the buttons looked like they were torn apart violently.

  She... Has she been fascinated to this point?

   Leng Sa couldn't help but wailed in his heart, carefully pulling away from Fu Fengcheng.

  Seeing that Fu Fengcheng hadn't woken up yet, Leng Sa breathed a sigh of relief and cautiously stretched out his hand, ready to fasten the buttons for him to wipe out the evidence.

  Leng Sa was a little surprised to find that Fu Fengcheng had a scar on his heart.

  In fact, Fu Fengcheng's body is far more than this scar. There are many wounds on his shoulder and back, and Leng Sa has occasionally glanced at it.

  But this scar is particularly eye-catching. It happened to be in the heart and it was caused by cold weapons. If the wounds were deeper at that time, there might be no such person as Fu Fengcheng in this world now.

  "What are you doing?" As she was studying the scar seriously, Fu Fengcheng, who was sleeping, suddenly opened his eyes and stared at her.

  Leng Sa shook his hands with fright, and she tore off a button that had already been buttoned.

  "……"

   "Ah...I, I think you didn't button it properly, I'm afraid you might catch a cold." Leng Sa said.

   Fu Fengcheng nodded, "It rained in the middle of the night last night, it was quite cold. I will prepare another quilt in the future. If you kick the quilt to the end of the bed, come and grab my quilt."

   "Huh?" Leng Sa looked blankly at the thin quilt that had shrunk into a ball at the end of the bed.

   Fu Fengcheng sat up, reached out to button the buttons, frowning, "The clothes were torn by you."

   "..." Fu Fengcheng's pajamas are delicate silk products. After being pulled violently, not only did they lose a button and the collar was a little deformed, "I... will you pay you one?"

  Fu Fengcheng nodded, "Okay, it's late, you should get up."

   "Oh." Leng Sa watched with some regret that the coveted scenery disappeared before his eyes, and then thought afterwards: Was she so violent when she fell asleep?

  (End of this chapter)