Chapter 220 Fu's parents and grandchildren, silent and wild

  Last night it snowed heavily, and Metasequoias had fallen a layer of white, and the tall pine was proud, making the already quiet compound even more lonely.

  Fu Shen walked into the house with Huaisheng. As soon as he entered the door, Uncle Zhong greeted him with a smile, "San Ye, you are back, you have not eaten yet, the old lady has reserved food for you."

   "Yeah." Fu Chen answered faintly. After passing the entrance, he saw a man sitting on the sofa.

  It was a face that Huaisheng had never seen before.

   proud and deserted, there is no dust.

  He is wearing a suit, ironing solemnly, wearing metal-framed glasses, and the thin frame is pressed against the bridge of his nose. He has a very elite and gentle feeling.

   is just black eyebrows, black eyes, extremely thin lips, deep eyebrows but a little faint, when you look at people with your eyelids, you only have a cold sword aura.

  Looking on the sideline coldly, with aloof eyes.

  The arrogance and domineering that a man of this age exudes are all natural, and he can restrain his emotions without making people feel abrupt. This man is the grandson of Fu's family——

  Fu Sinian.

Huaisheng blinked, knowing that the wild car outside belonged to him, but he happened to be looking at him, his eyes were smooth, very light and cold, and his heart jumped, holding on tightly. Holding Fu Chen's hand.

  As long as he got up and sat on the sofa, he could see that he was a tall person. At this moment, he stood upright, with an extremely superior height, and even more aura. He looked directly at Fu Chen and shouted...

   "Uncle San."

  Huaisheng glanced at Fu Chen and then at the person in front of him.

  He is obviously older than Fu Chen, call him uncle?

   "Huaisheng is back, let's show it to grandma." The old lady took Huaisheng and held it in her arms, rubbing his face with her beloved, "Are you hungry? Come over to eat."

   "Good uncle." Huaisheng was so cute to call him when he passed by.

   "Oh, looking at the chaos of generations, if you call the third and third uncle, you should call him brother, what's the matter with uncle?" The old lady joked with a smile.

  Brother? Fu Sinian's eyelids twitched and felt uncomfortable.

  Huaisheng did not speak any more, but greeted Lao Fu and sat down and waited for dinner.

  Fu Shen also sat down along the dining table, tilted his head and looked at the people on the sofa, "When did you come back?"

   "Yesterday."

   "I came back yesterday, and now I see my parents?" Fu Chen raised his eyebrows.

   Fu Sinian frowned unchecked, and started digging again.

   "I came back in the middle of the night, and my grandparents were asleep too, so I didn't dare to come over and disturb." He responded calmly.

   "I thought you were afraid to come." Fu Chen's tone was as gentle as usual, with a teasing smile.

  The two said only a few words, but Huaisheng felt a sense of a master's trick, murderous.

  Fu Lao stretched out his hand to pinch his eyebrows, and the two of them couldn't stop a little bit. When they met, they were insinuating. It was a headache.

The love and hatred between the two can be traced back to when Fu Chen was born. Fu Sinian was more than 2 years old at that time. The family members only said that there would be children playing with him soon, so he naturally thought it was his mother who was going to give birth to younger siblings. My heart is looking forward to it, but I don’t know that it is my grandmother who has a big belly...

  When Fu Chen was born, his father said something to him.

   "Sinian, this is your uncle. You have to take care of him."

Fu Sinian naturally did not do it. Why did he call him a fart boy uncle, and he refused to scream at death, and even called his brother, so angry that Mr. Fu beat him up and said that he was not old or young, and he was scolded by his father when he went home. One pass.

  In the days to come, his nephew will shoulder the heavy responsibility of taking care of his uncle.

  It’s just that Fu Chen’s character slowly revealed. He had a dark belly and he would have to report. The two clashed, and he did not lose much. Even so, the two grew up together, fighting fiercely in private, and feeling strong.

Both    are uncles and nephews, and their relationship is completely incomparable with Fu Yuxiu.

  "Lao San, drink some soup. I simmered it for a few hours." The old lady brought out a bowl of Laoya soup, "First, I will put on my stomach and eat later."

   "Hmm." Fu Chen took it with both hands.

   "By the way, what is going on with the Song family and the Qiao family? Song Jingren is suspected of kidnapping, shouldn't this be a desire..." the old lady asked.

   Fu Shen nodded, "Just what you want."

"This beast, even his own daughter will not be spared." The old lady flushed with anger. "He deserves this field. The illegitimate girl he is outside looks like an ambitious girl. I don't know. What kind of silly illness did you commit."

   "Yu Xiu likes it, so Song Jingren likes it." Fu Chen squinted his eyes and drank the soup.

   "This kid is crazy, what does he like about that girl?"

   "Maybe I feel like a man by her side." Fu Chen broke through the key points.

  Sun Qionghua is shrewd and powerful. He is strict with his son. He has to deal with everything in every detail. He has no choice but to resist independently. Maybe in front of Jiang Fengya, he feels that he is needed.

"I told your second sister-in-law a long time ago that when the child is older, it's time to let go. She nodded but did not change her practice at all. She loves the child and fears that he will suffer a loss and understand, but in this society, this kind of doting is tantamount to disguise. Strangling." The old lady sighed.

   "Hmm." Fu Chen answered.

   "It's late, how is she?"

   "It's okay." Fu Chen's expression was faint, looking at and mentioning ordinary people no different.

   "When encountering such a scumbag father, this child is also pitiful." When the old lady mentioned it, she inevitably sighed again.

"In some days, she will come to Beijing for the exam, and she will stay in Beijing for a while. I will still arrange her to live on my side. Then Master Qiao will send her over and come back to visit." Fu Chen said in a tone of voice. Tasteless.

   Fu Sinian, who had been listening quietly, slipped a strange color across his eyes.

   "Huh-I thought that the kid from the Qiao family would never go out in his life, and was going to live with those broken stones. If I don't go to Wu Su, he doesn't plan to see me." Fu Lao hummed lightly.

   "That's great, the college entrance examination is about to come, and something like this happened at home, so is that girl..." The old lady inevitably felt sorry, "Si Nian, when they come, you will come to eat too."

   Fu Sinian frowned and nodded in response.

  The old lady seemed to think of something suddenly, "Have you never met Wanwan?"

  Although this Miss Song almost became his younger siblings, they had never seen them before. At the time, the old lady was in a hug and was ill in bed. He stayed with him all the time and did not attend the engagement banquet.

  But Sun Qionghua sent some photos over. He was not interested. He passed his eyes, but the impression was not lost.

   Fu Sinian nodded, "Well, I haven't seen it."

  "Then take advantage of this opportunity to get to know her well. Speaking of which, you are also related to her. Back then, your grandfather and I wanted to marry her to you." The old lady laughed.

  Fusinian raised his eyebrows, he could clearly remember that the girl was not an adult, and she was one round of her own, so let him?

   "I think you and her are too far apart in age, otherwise she is your daughter-in-law now. I had known that Yu Xiu was such a bastard. This age difference is nothing. It was better to just treat her..."

   With a sound of "pop——", the porcelain spoon hit the bowl and made a crisp sound, interrupting the old lady's words.

  "The soup is finished, I will go to serve another bowl." Fu Chen got up and went into the kitchen.

  Fu Sinian squinted and looked at Fu Shen, always feeling that something was wrong.

  I just don’t dare to think about that.

  After all, the old lady is getting older, she was interrupted in the conversation and frowned slightly, "Where did I just say?"

  "Speaking of Si's old age, he should talk about marriage and marry." Fu Shen said coldly.

  Fu Sinian tightened his fingers suddenly.

  When did I provoke him, so murderous, I pushed him directly into the fire pit.

  Even Old Fu couldn't help but look up at Fu Shen.

  Are these two people complaining again in private? So cheating your nephew?

"Oh, I almost forgot. It's time to go on a blind date. Sinian, wait a minute. I'll go back to the room and show you the photos. I'll tell you that these little girls were originally prepared for Lin Bai, that kid I recently got sick, and all the blind dates have been delayed. It's cheaper for you, haha..."

   Fu Sinian's mouth twitched fiercely.

  Cheap him?

  He doesn't want this kind of cheapness.

Shi Fang stood on one side, reached Qianjiang's arm, and whispered, "I'm afraid I don't know how to offend the third master."

   "Miss Song will enter Beijing right away. There are some things the old man and the old lady can't tell, he can surely guess it."

   "I think this daughter-in-law has become a younger brother and sister, and now she has become an aunt directly. I am afraid that she will collapse."

  Dangdang——Fu's parents and grandchildren are on the stage, spread flowers and spread flowers~

  Need a ticket welcome, haha

  But San Ye is really jealous, oh...

  (End of this chapter)