Chapter 790 Everyone arrives, San Ye is in danger of being beaten? Still want to kill the son?

  In the autumn of the capital, looking far away, the sky is blue, the ginkgo trees on the side of the street are full of golden branches, and the car drove over the fallen leaves and raised a place of mortal dust.

  Fu Zhongli and Qiao Wangbei just left the station.

   "Autumn in the capital has come early." The coldness is already everywhere in the throat.

   "Yeah." Fu Zhongli nodded and smiled, "Mr. Qiao, please here, the car is waiting."

  Fu Zhongli was miserable by Fu Chen this time. He had taken a flight over there, but when he got there, Fu Chen told himself that Qiao Wangbei was afraid of heights and could not get on a plane. He could only shake the train and pick him up.

  If you said earlier, he would have drove there, and now it is possible that the two of them shook the green train halfway, and only then changed to a high-speed train, which would be a hassle.

   "It's really troublesome for you, and I asked you to pick me up in person, just make a phone call." Qiao Wangbei smiled.

   "It should be."

   "Can I go to the hotel first?"

"Ok?"

   "I drove a car for a whole day, and it's dusty..."

  Fu Zhongli immediately understood. Fu Shen had already booked the hotel, and drove straight to a small single suite. When Qiao Wangbei was washing, Fu Zhongli sat in the small living room and looked at his mobile phone.

  Vaguely, he could still hear the sound of Kunqu Opera coming from inside the house. He hummed, obviously in a very good mood.

  This is no wonder Qiao Wangbei.

  He recently had a grandson. The child Fu Zhongli had seen him at Qiao's house. Although he would not say that he would not leave at this time, his eyebrows looked like Qiao's family.

  The grandson is cute. He thought he came to Beijing to discuss marriage, and he agreed with him, and he was in a good mood along the way.

  If you wait for him to know the truth, I’m afraid...

  Waiting for him to take a bath and change clothes to come out, Fu Zhongli was even more shocked.

  Even wearing a suit, actually...

  It really doesn’t need to be so formal.

  "You can go now." Qiao Wangbei tidied up his clothes. After all, it was a discussion about marriage, and he must be formal and decent.

  Furthermore, Song Fengwan was an uncle by himself, and Qiao Wangbei naturally paid special attention to him for supporting the place. This dress was bought specially by Qiao Xiyan when he got married.

  Plus this time, I wore it twice.

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  Fu's Old House

  When Fu Zhongli and Qiao Wangbei arrived, Qiao Aiyun had already arrived and was talking to Sun Qionghua.

  Perhaps even the two of them have never thought that one day each other will be able to sit in such a calm and peaceful place.

   Yan Wangchuan also followed closely, because he always felt that things were different this time, and Fu Chen didn't say hello at all. It was unusual to come over overnight.

  This kid has been courteous for several weeks, every time he goes there are all kinds of gifts, this time he is empty-handed.

  If it is really to discuss marriage, it shouldn't be so anxious.

  Yan Wangchuan has a lot of thoughts in his heart, but he is not good at words, and has stumbled on Fu Chen. Knowing that she said this to his wife at this time, she didn’t believe it, so she just kept silent.

  I want to see what Fu Chen or Fu’s family are doing.

   "Uncle." Song Fengwan saw Qiao Wangbei, his back was cool. He was thin and lean, and he was dressed in a black suit, straight as loose, but the whole person faded from the usual sharpness, with a smile at the corners of his mouth, and he was obviously in a good mood.

  She immediately went up and helped him to sit down.

  Qiao Wangbei greeted people one by one, before sitting next to Song Fengwan, he deliberately suppressed his voice and said, "Fu Chen, this kid is still okay."

   "Knowing about getting the certificate last time, I've been upset with him for a long time, this time he made it so formal, and he deliberately asked Erye to pick me up, which made me a little embarrassed.

  "But have you talked to Fu Shen about this matter? At what stage does the Fu family really think?"

  Song Feng night glanced at Fu Chen, who was sitting opposite, with a sad expression on his face.

  His uncle is desperately trying to get crooked, how come to which stage?

  I am pregnant, what stage can I reach?

  Uncle Zhong held tea for everyone, and then retired. In the living room, the two elders of the Fu family, the Qiao family, Fu Chen and Song Fengwan, plus Fu Zhongli and his wife, sat on two sides...

  Fu took up the teacup, sipped the hot tea, cleared his throat, "Wangbei..."

   Fu lowered his eyes, quietly waiting for his father to speak.

   But the old man Wen Tun, but finally asked: "How is your grandson?"

  "It's good, it's too small and snooze, I'm sorry." When Qiao Wangbei mentioned his grandson, his face was naturally full of joy.

  He made up his mind that he wanted to train his grandson into a talent, but he couldn't look like Joe Xiyan. When he was a child, he was a well-known local hegemon, domineering and arrogant, and he must be gentler.

   "Children are like this, and my great-granddaughter is like this. When he can learn to talk, he will start to make noise..." The old man laughed.

   "What you said is that he is also the same day by day, and children grow up too fast."

  ……

  The two people actually started talking about their children.

  Fu Shen held the water glass and coughed slightly to remind his father:

  The greeting is almost the same, it's time to get to the topic.

The old man took a look at him, and he hated the bastard. He has been thinking these days, why did he give birth to him back then? He has three children and they are very relieved. He has never let him worry about it. All the energy of this life is really spent on this little son.

  In the last life, they may be enemies, so they came to collect debts.

  He couldn't say this by himself, so he actually let him come.

  Qiao Wangbei, what a keen person, as soon as Fu Chen coughed, he noticed the abnormality, but he looked different from Fu Chen, secretly slandering: Isn’t it just a negotiation of marriage? Look at the kid in a hurry.

  However, Mr. Fu was a bit twitchy today, otherwise he could speak first.

   "I think Fu Chen is already exhausted, let's go directly to the topic."

   "Hmm." Old Fu drank half a glass of water at once.

  In fact, this matter must be supported by a man. Yan Wangchuan is Song Fengwan’s stepfather, and his identity is always a little embarrassing, so immature, Qiao Wangbei speaks.

  He was holding the tea cup and coughed twice, almost at the same time as Fu Lao.

   "I'm more anxious, let's just say it directly, the wedding..."

   "I am also a little bit ashamed to talk about this matter, she has some..."

   Both of them were anxious to talk about their affairs, but when they heard Wanwan's name, Qiao Wangbei didn't say anything.

  [Yes]!

The two words    fell lightly, shocking Qiao Wangbei's finger.

   "Master, what did you just say?"

  What does it mean to have? What is there!

  At this time, Fu Shen, who was sitting opposite, opened his mouth: "Aunt Yun, Uncle, Mr. Yan, let me do it. This is indeed my fault. I didn't take good measures, which resulted in late pregnancy."

  The smile on Qiao Aiyun's face stiffened, and even Yan Wangchuan, who was sitting on one side, had his pupils trembling slightly.

  He also tried many possibilities, but he never expected that it would be such a situation...

  This kid!

   How old is late, he is crazy.

  Qiao Wangbei suddenly grasped the tea cup in his hand, raised his arm slightly, and slammed the cup on the table.

   "You tell me again!"

  The tone was cold, gritted teeth.

   "Uncle, in fact, I can't blame the third brother for this matter, I also have the responsibility..." Song Feng didn't finish his evening speech, so he stared back angrily.

   "I didn't let you talk!" Qiao Wangbei naturally knew that this matter must be a happy relationship.

   "Uncle, I'm sorry."

   "You come out with me first." Qiao Wangbei could not sit still at this time, got up, and greeted Fu Chen to go out.

"Brother--" Qiao Aiyun shook her head after a huge shock. When she saw Qiao Wangbei's appearance, she knew something was wrong in her heart. Although she was also very angry, she always regarded Fu Chen as a son-in-law. Still unconsciously want to protect her.

  "Don't worry about this, let me talk to him first."

  Fu Shen gave Song Fengwan a relieved look and followed him into the yard.

  The atmosphere in the house took a turn for the worse.

   The old lady was also quite embarrassed, “Ai Yun, this is indeed our third child’s fault, you should blame him, you should be beaten or scolded, he deserves it!”

  But as soon as the old lady's voice fell, there was a muffled noise outside.

  Song Fengwan jumped up subconsciously and rushed out, even Yan Wangchuan and Fu Zhongli followed out.

Fu Zhongli didn't want to mix with this muddy water, and the movement was 80% because Qiao Wangbei beat his brother, so Wangchuan's temper was serious. Going out was not to persuade a fight, and he was afraid that he could make up his feet. It would really become a free double Up.

   "Brother Three——" Song Fengwan rushed to the forefront. He thought it was Qiao Wangbei who beat Fu Chen, but he didn't expect it was not. Fu Chen took good care of his body without any damage.

  Instead, the fence on the side of the yard fell down.

  In fact, Qiao Wangbei had raised his hand at the time, and wanted to punch him, but this hand could not go down.

  He also counts as his own little brother, and pays him after year-end.

   hit, it is estimated that Song Fengwan will feel distressed again.

  He wants to kill this bastard, but...

  Never let the unborn child lose his father.

   But there was a fire in his heart, and he had nowhere to vent. He was so angry that he simply kicked the fence wall and there was a muffled noise.

   "Uncle, this matter is my voluntary, don't blame him." Song Fengwan can only try to soothe him.

   "Go in." Qiao Wangbei dragged Song Feng into the night.

  Fu Zhongli let out a long sigh of relief.

   "Second brother, I'm fine." Fu Chen was ready to be beaten.

  Fu Zhongli didn't make a sound, but in fact he slandered in his heart: Why didn't Qiao Wangbei start, so he beat him severely.

  If Fu Chen knew what he was thinking at this time, he would be gloomy for a while.

  After everyone entered the house, Fu Lao also specially greeted Fu Zhongli and asked him in a low voice whether Fu Chen was fine.

   "He's okay, but your fence was knocked over."

   Fu Lao's mouth twitched, what's the matter with this group of people, take his things to exasperate?

Instead, Yan Wangchuan suppressed his voice and asked Qiao Wangbei: "Why didn't you do it?"

   "If that kid dares to resist, we can be together."

   "Still afraid that I can't clean him up?"

  This kind of **** should be beaten harder, he wants to go up and give him two feet.

  It is true that everything can be messed up. After all, Song Feng was young in his later years, and Fu Chen needed to be careful about a lot of things. If it weren't for his covetousness, how could he kill him.

  This little bastard...

   Really sucks.

  Yan Wangchuan thinks that he speaks in a low voice, but the living room is too quiet at this time, everyone has heard it.

  Fu Shen finally understood that he was just waiting for an opportunity to retaliate. After all, he had been cheated by him before, Yan Wangchuan...

  I'm afraid I really want to kill him.

   "Then what do you two think now?" Qiao Aiyun looked at Song Fengwan, her eyes fell on her stomach, and she couldn't tell what it was like.

   "I listen to it late, and whatever she says, I respect her decision." Fu Chen said.

  Qiao Wangbei hummed coldly: "Does your kid have any right to speak now?"

  "Late decision still needs your respect and consent?"

  Everyone: "..."

  Song Feng pursed his lips late, his mouth became a little pale because of tension, "I want to be born."

   "This is not a joke, you have to think carefully." Qiao Aiyun thought that she was young after all and was still in school. At this time, she was giving birth. I was afraid that there would be no less rumors outside.

   "Yeah." Song Fengwan thought clearly, it was too difficult for her to knock off the child.

"Have you all discussed it?" Qiao Aiyun took her hand and found that her palm was cold, and she put it on her hand. "You have a small life in your belly. You have to be serious and responsible when you are born. This is not the same as falling in love, and you I don’t know how to take care of children..."

  I can't take care of it.

   "Aunt Yun, I will take care of the child." Fu Chen said bluntly.

   "You must take care of it. Is it possible that you still want to be a hand shopkeeper?" Qiao Wangbei was watching him speak at this time, and couldn't help but want to say something. Who made him such a bastard.

   "So I invite you over this time to discuss the next thing specifically. After all, the two children have obtained the certificate. In fact, I want to discuss the marriage date with you. I have also consulted with someone. It is normal for college students to get a certificate for marriage."

   "At that time, we will definitely give the night a grand and satisfying wedding, and we will never treat him badly."

   "I can assure you in front of you that if Fu Chen, this kid, betray her in the future, I will be the first to spare him."

   Fu Lao promised.

  Things have reached this point, neither Qiao’s family nor Yan Wangchuan left them room for negotiation. Song Fengwan insisted on giving birth and the wedding date must be advanced.

   "You stayed in the capital for two more days, and you didn't sleep well late night, but you still need your company. We are always different from you." The old lady laughed.

   "This child is very thoughtful, always thinking too much, always worried about the attitude and thoughts."

  "Regarding pregnancy and other matters, you really don’t have to worry about it. Our family has someone to take care of, and we will fully respect Wanwan’s opinions. If he wants to go back to Nanjiang or Wu Su, we don’t have any objections. The main thing is to make her happy."

  ……

The old lady's remarks moved Qiao Aiyun, because she was thinking from Song Fengwan's perspective everywhere, and she said that they were the closest people to Song Fengwan, and the Fu family couldn't compare with them. This is very popular. Di comfortable.

   "Actually, we have thought about the wedding too. It is only 20 days of pregnancy, and there are still more than three months to prepare. Everything is too late."

   "If you have any special requirements, we don't have any comments."

  "Hold a wedding in Beijing. If there is no problem in the evening, we can go to Nanjiang to have another one."

  ……

  These short things in the parents, in the end, the old lady has to come forward and know it with affection.

  At this point, the Fu family’s attitude was also sincere. Everyone had no opinion, but in the end this matter did not form a mutually satisfactory plan. Suddenly, the Qiao family also had many things they wanted to discuss privately before deciding.

  Naturally, I stayed in the Fu’s old house for dinner.

  At this time, it was still in autumn. The Jing family sent hairy crabs a few days ago, and they were just cooked, but Song Fengwan was not suitable for eating, instead, she was too greedy for her.

  After dinner, Qiao Aiyun is going to take Song Feng back to the hotel, just wanting to talk to her in private, and the family will sit down and discuss the next thing carefully.

  Fu Shen was responsible for sending them there, and Qiao Wangbei didn't give him the slightest expression on his face along the way.

  Fortunately, I still dress up today.

  He raised his hand and pulled his tie, it looked like...

  It seems to be ready at any time!

  When he left the compound, he also received a call from Qiao Xiyan, just to ask him how he was discussing the marriage.

   "It's all to blame! Your kid is so clever, you said, have you discussed with Fu Chen? You already knew, right?"

  Joe Xiyan was coaxing her son at this time, and was taken aback, "Dad, what did you say?"

   "When I went out, you confiscated all my carving knives, so that I don't even have a good guy now, and I can't take care of that bastard."

  "You are on the train, I don't hold it. I am afraid that you will be detained during the security check." Josie shook his head helplessly, "What the **** is going on? What unreasonable conditions did the kid offer?"

   "No, it just killed someone."

   "What?" Josie did not return to her senses, holding a jade-carved kitten in her hand, leading a red string, hanging over her son, teasing him.

  "You are going to be an uncle."

   "Pattern—" The jade fell on Baby Joe's face.

  Tang Jingci heard her son howling far away...

  Won't he make the child cry again!

  *

  Fu Shen escorted them back to the hotel, but before he could even say a word about himself to Song Fengwan, he was bombarded out.

  When he returned to the old house, the old man was holding a hookah, "Is this being kicked out?"

   Fu Shen made a sound.

   "Today this matter is solved satisfactorily."

  "Be careful in the future, don't be so presumptuous. If not, I won't be able to protect you next time."

  Fu Shen squinted his eyes and glanced at him: "You helped this time? It's not my mother's credit? It has something to do with you?"

  Old Fu's fingers trembled, this little bastard, kill the donkey when he unloads the mill, and throw it away when he's used up.

  Fu Shen could not sleep after returning to the house. Song Fengwan was probably chatting with Qiao Aiyun at this time and did not have time to bother him. He took the pen and wrote the four-line signature on the paper he had drawn before...

  It’s no wonder the master told him to accept his fate. This man can’t be killed at all. Only then did he fully understand the meaning of this sign.

  Baby Fu:...

  Starting to update, the first chapter is fat, hehe...

  Starting in July, if you have a monthly pass, you must support the beginning of the month. Staying up late and retreating, really need your support, group?

  I will work hard to save the manuscript, in July, come on together (#^.^#)

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  San Ye wanted to "strangle" the idea of ​​his son.

very dangerous!

  Baby Fu:...

  (End of this chapter)