What she always remembered was that the little girl saved her son's life.
Fu Jiang calculated that her son had made an accident. It was the little girl who pulled him out of the car and saved his life. Otherwise, her son would have been buried in the fire.
Some time ago, Gu Xiao took browning and went to Xiaotangshan to settle accounts with her son. People there said that the little girl stood in front of her son at the critical moment.
Although Gu Xiao's browning has no bullets in it.
But the little girl didn't know.
The child who can pay his life for him should take his life to protect her.
She is not so unreasonable that she can only let other girls pay. Who is the mother's baby?
When the mobile phone rang, Fu Nanli answered the phone. There was Wenqiao's voice, the background voice was the children's laughter, and there was Wen Chi's cry in the distance, "Wenqiao, come and set off the fireworks. If you don't come again, I won't leave it for you.".
Fu Nanli has a heavy heart.
On New Year's Eve, other families are having reunion dinner, but he is on the way to send his grandfather to the hospital.
"Are you having new year's Eve dinner?" Wenqiao didn't pay any attention to Wenchi's shouting, and asked the person on the other end of the phone with a smile in his voice.
"Well, it's ready. It's about to eat. How about you?"
Wenqiao: "Uncle Ji is still preparing. The dinner is so rich that he has been preparing it all afternoon. He is so hungry."
Fu Nanli's expression relaxed a few minutes: "your uncle Ji is good at cooking."
"Do you watch the Spring Festival Gala?"
Fu Nanli's migraine attack without warning, the temple pain is severe, "not too see."
"You can have a look. I'll send you a message at twelve o'clock, eh?"
"Well."
"I'm going to have dinner. I'll hang up and tell you a happy new year."
"Well, happy new year."
While Wenqiao and his family were having new year's Eve dinner, Fu Nanli stood outside the emergency operating room, waiting for his grandfather's condition.
On the dinner table, Su CE took a bottle of vinegar and said, "ah Qiao, do you want some vinegar in the sauce?"
"More."
Su Yunle said, "Qiao Qiao is really like your little uncle. You both like sour food."
"It's normal for a niece to be like an uncle."
Hairy crabs, fried shrimps in soy sauce, fried beef in soy sauce and roast lamb chops are all hard dishes. Wen Chi, while stirring his fingers, said: "Uncle Ji, it's too rich tonight. I expect to eat leftovers for at least five days."
Ji Mingyuan said with a smile: "it's rare. Your uncle is back. The first year with us can't be more grand."
Said, opened a can of beer to each person, Su Yun light tut: "those two children are still under age."
Ji Mingyuan to them a person poured half: "two people share a can, not drunk, nothing."
The TV in the living room is always on. The festive music is accompanied by the children's laughter and chasing sound in the alley. The festival atmosphere is very strong.
On the dining table, Su CE took out three red envelopes: "red envelopes for you."
Wenjo couldn't reach for this hand.
Yesterday, my brother-in-law insisted on letting them accept the lottery tickets. He said that he didn't need the money. It could be said that he regarded money as dirt.
But now, he is very poor, but also send red envelopes to their three brothers and sisters. Wenqiao really can't bear to accept his uncle's money.
"We're so old that we don't accept red envelopes for a long time."
Wen Chi touched his head: "huh? No? Last year... "
Wenqiao put a piece of sweet and sour spareribs into his mouth: "it doesn't stop your mouth, does it?"
Su CE corner of the mouth held back a smile: "not much, one person 600, take it, we ah Qiao peace and joy."
Wen Chi
Wenmo
Nephews don't deserve names?