Chapter 2210 The mother of the Buddha with a broken sleeve (12)

   "Fu Yi, but what happened?" Fu Chen's originally clear voice was a little hoarse, and he seemed to have some guesses himself.

  A black figure suddenly flashed and appeared in front of Fu Chen.

   Fu Yi got close and whispered a few words in Fu Chen's ear.

  Fu Chen didn't react, but Fu Yi could clearly feel the temperature on his eldest son's face getting colder.

   "Sir, what are you going to do?"

   "Not necessary."

  Fu Chen went back to his yard and gently put down the sweet-scented osmanthus cake. Thinking of what Fu Yi said just now, Fu Chen pursed his thin lips tightly.

   He looked at the sweet-scented osmanthus cake thoughtfully.

  Take a piece with your fingertips and put it in your mouth.

   He was eating, and his movements were somewhat mechanical. It was not like A Zi was eating food, but rather like he was stuffing food.

  The sweet-scented osmanthus cake is not greasy, with a slight sweetness. I only ate half of it. When Fu Chen wanted to eat it again, his stomach suddenly rolled.

   Still vomited.

   The strong stomach discomfort made Fu Chen dizzy and recalled the sudden black memory.

   At that time, he was still young, how old was he?

  Three or four?

  Children, always like to eat sweets.

   He coquettishly said to his mother that he wanted to eat snacks.

   He will always remember the cold light in his eyes when the mother-in-law stared blankly at him.

   She asked people to prepare countless snacks, and she personally stuffed them into his mouth little by little.

   Before he could swallow it, she stuffed it again.

   "Want to eat snacks, right, I'll let you eat, I'll let you eat enough at one time."

   "Mother concubine, mother concubine, the child can't eat any more."

   "Don't you like to eat? Then eat. How much do you want to eat, how much I will give you."

   "Mother concubine, I was wrong, I will never eat it again."

"What use do you say you are, I worked hard to give birth to you, and worked hard to plan the throne for you, but you are useless at all. If it wasn't for your uselessness, your father and king would not hang out with men. And treat me coldly, the princess. It's all your fault."

   "I let you eat, let you eat."

  Those words seem to be lingering in my ears to this day.

  Fu Chen couldn't remember how many dim sum he ate at that time, and how many kinds of dim sum he ate.

  Those snacks were forcibly stuffed down, that time, Fu Chen almost choked to death.

   There is only one word for the taste of dim sum in the mouth, sweet.

   From then on, Fu Chen could no longer eat sweets, and even if he did, he would spit it all out.

  Fu Chen closed his eyes and swept away the dark memories.

  I was lined up to get close to that person. I never thought that I got a pound of sweet-scented osmanthus cake from that person.

  For no reason, Fu Chen felt a bit of disgust at himself.

   This intention has still lived up to it.

   "Big brother? Where are you?" A soft and waxy voice came from outside.

  Fu Chen suppressed the discomfort in his stomach, thinking of the people outside, his originally gloomy eyebrows stretched a few times.

   A boy of five or six years old ran in from outside, his eyes lit up when he saw Fu Chen, and he hugged Fu Chen's leg: "Brother, what are you doing, I didn't find you just now."

  The child is born Yuxue cute, with a soft voice and a milky voice. At first glance, it is a lovable little guy.

   He hugged Fu Chen coquettishly.

  Fu Chen picked up the child and sat on his lap, his eyes felt a little warm.

   "Big brother was going to look for Ayun later. How is Ayun's homework today?"

  Fu Yun raised his chest and said proudly, "Ayun has finished all the homework assigned by eldest brother."

   "Okay, Big Brother will check later."

   (end of this chapter)