Chapter 220

Last night's heavy snow, Metasequoia fell a layer of white, Takamatsu Qingao, let this quiet courtyard more lonely.

Fu Chen led Huaisheng into the room. As soon as he entered the door, uncle Zhong welcomed him with a smile. "Third Master, you've come back. You haven't eaten yet. The old lady has left a meal for you."

"Well." Fu Chen light should be, after the entrance porch to see a man sitting on the sofa.

It was a strange face Huaisheng had never seen.

I'm proud and lonely, and I have no dust under my eyes.

He was dressed in a suit, ironed and serious, and wore glasses with metal frames. The thin frames pressed the bridge of his nose. He felt very refined.

It's just black eyebrows, black eyes, thin lips, deep eyebrows, but a little faint. When I look at people with my eyelids, I only have a cold and hard sword air.

Look on coldly, look aloof.

A man of this age is naturally arrogant and domineering. He can also keep his emotions in check. He is the eldest grandson of the Fu family——

Fu Sinian.

Huaisheng blinked and knew that the wild car outside belonged to him, but he was just looking at him. His eyes were steady and cold. His heart jumped and he held Fu Chen's hand tightly.

Just watching him get up and sit on the sofa, you can see that he is a tall man. Standing straight at the moment, his superior height is even more imposing. He looks directly at Fu Shen and shouts

"Third uncle."

Huaisheng looked at Fu Shen and the man in front of him.

He's obviously older than Fu Chen, calling him uncle?

"Huaisheng is back. Please show it to grandma." The old lady put her arms around Huaisheng. She rubbed his face and said, "are you hungry? Come and have a meal."

"Hello, uncle." When Huaisheng passed by the man, he called him.

"Oh, look at the disordered generation. If you call the third uncle, you should call him brother. What's the matter with calling uncle?" The old lady joked with a smile.

Brother? Fu Sinian's eyelids jumped and he felt uncomfortable.

Huaisheng didn't speak any more. Instead, he said hello to Mr. Fu and sat down to eat.

Fu Chen also sat down along the dining table, looking at the people on the sofa, "when did you come back?"

"Yesterday."

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

Fu Sinian frowned slightly and began to dig again.

"I came back in the middle of the night, and my grandparents also went to bed. I didn't dare to disturb them." He hit back in a calm tone.

"I thought you didn't dare come." Fu Chen's tone was as mild as usual, with a teasing smile.

They only said one or two words, but Huaisheng felt a kind of fierce feeling.

Fu reached out and pinched his eyebrows. The two of them couldn't stop. They were insinuating when they met. It was a headache.

Their love and hatred can be traced back to the time when Fu Shen was born. Fu Sinian was more than two years old at that time. His family only said that there would be children to play with him soon. Naturally, he thought that his mother was going to give birth to a younger brother and sister, and his heart was looking forward to it. But he didn't know that the one with a big stomach was his own milk

When Fu Shen was born, his father said one to him.

"Si Nian, this is your uncle. You should take care of him."

Fu Sinian naturally didn't do it. Why did he want to call a fart kid uncle? He refused to call him even when he died. He even called his younger brother. He was so angry that he beat him up and said he was not big or small. When he went home, he was scolded by his father.

In the future, his nephew shouldered the responsibility of taking care of his uncle.

However, Fu Shen's character gradually revealed that he had a dark stomach, and he was sure to report his troubles. He suffered a lot when they met each other. Even so, they grew up together, fighting fiercely in private, and they had deep feelings.

They are both uncles and nephews, and their relationship is totally incomparable with that of Fu Yuxiu.

"Third, have some soup. I stewed for hours." The old lady brought out a bowl of old duck soup, "first mat mat stomach, later to eat."

"Well." Fu Shen took it with both hands.

"By the way, what happened to the Song family and Qiao family? Song Jingren is suspected of kidnapping. It's not his intention... "The old lady asked.

Fu Shen nodded, "that's what you think."

"This beast, even his own daughter." The old lady blushed with anger. "He deserves to be in this field. His illegitimate daughter outside is ambitious, and I don't know what she has done."

"Yu Xiu likes it, so song Jingren likes it." Fu Shen squinted at the soup.

"This boy is bewildered. What does he like about that girl?"

"Maybe I feel like a man around her." Fu Chen's words are the key to success.

Sun Qionghua is shrewd and strong. He has strict control over his son. He has to deal with everything one by one. He has no way to resist independently. Maybe in front of Jiang Fengya, he feels that he is needed.

"I've told your second sister-in-law for a long time that it's time to let go when the child is old. She nods her head, but her practice hasn't changed at all. She loves the child and is afraid that he will suffer losses. She can understand, but now in this society, this kind of doting is tantamount to strangling in disguise." The old lady sighed.

"Well." Fu Chen answered.

"Late, how is she?"

"Not bad." Fu Chen's expression is light, looking at and mentioning ordinary people is no different.

"When you meet such a scum father, the child is also pitiful." When the old lady mentioned it, she could not help sighing.

"In a few days, she will come to Beijing for a temporary stay. I'll arrange for her to stay with me. Master Qiao will send her over and come back to visit her." Fu Chen's tone was insipid when he stated things.

Fu Sinian, who has been quietly listening on the edge, has a strange color in his eyes.

"Hum - I thought that Qiao would never go out in his life, and he was going to live with those broken stones. If I didn't go to Wu Su, he wouldn't want to see me." Mr. Fu hummed softly.

"That's good, the college entrance examination is coming soon. This kind of thing happened at home, so is the girl..." the old lady can't help feeling, "Si Nian, when they come, you'll come to have dinner."

Fu Sinian frowned and nodded.

The old lady seemed to suddenly think of something, "haven't you met wanwan?"

Although this Miss Song almost became his sister-in-law, they had never met. At that time, the old lady was ill in bed. He had been with her all the time and did not attend the engagement banquet.

But Sun Qionghua sent some photos. He was not interested in them, but he had no impression.

Fu Sinian nodded, "well, I haven't seen you."

"Then take this opportunity to get to know her well. You and she are predestined. Your grandfather and I wanted to marry her to you." The old lady said with a smile.

Fu Sinian pick eyebrows, he can clearly remember, that girl is not adult, his big her round, Xu give him?

"I think the age difference between you and her is too big. Otherwise, she would be your daughter-in-law now. I knew that Yuxiu was such a jerk. What's the difference in age? When she arrived, it's better to just take her..."

With a bang, the porcelain spoon bumped into the bowl, making a clear sound and interrupting the old lady.

"When the soup is finished, I'll serve another bowl." Fu Shen got up and went into the kitchen.

Fu Sinian narrowed his eyes and looked at Fu Shen. He always felt that something was wrong.

I just don't dare to think that way.

After all, the old lady was old. She was interrupted and frowned slightly. "Where did I say just now?"

"When it comes to Si Nian's age, it's time to talk about marriage." Fu Chen cold not Ding took a word.

Fu Sinian's fingers suddenly tightened.

When did he offend him? He was so murderous that he pushed him directly into the fire pit.

Even Mr. Fu couldn't help looking up at him.

Did the two get into a grudge again in private? What's wrong with your nephew?

"Ouch, I almost forgot. It's time to have a blind date. Sinan, wait a minute. I'll go back to my room and get you a picture. I'll tell you, these little girls were originally prepared for Lin Bai. The boy has been ill recently, and the blind date has been delayed. It's cheap for you, ha ha..."

Fu Sinian gave a sharp blow at the corner of his mouth.

Is he cheap?

He doesn't want this kind of cheap.

Shifang stood on one side, reached Qianjiang's arm and said in a low voice, "I'm afraid I don't know how to offend the third master now."

"Miss Song will go to Beijing immediately. There are some things that the old man and the old lady can't see. He can definitely guess."

"In my opinion, this daughter-in-law has become a sister-in-law, and now she becomes an aunt directly. I'm afraid she will collapse."