Chapter 1014

Han Xiaoye finished the hot pot at 11:00 p.m., and her stomach was round.

After taking a shower upstairs, she wiped her hair and bent down to pick up the mobile phone she had left on the bed when she came home.

There are several missed calls from people who don't know the number, and a text message.

She opened the text message, and the next second, the handkerchief fell to the ground.

She was overjoyed and extremely sad. She could not describe her mood at the moment. She only knew that her eyes were covered with tears and she fell down. She cried and laughed and ran downstairs barefoot, ignoring her funny expression.

"Mommy, big uncle, Xia Xia."

"Mommy, big uncle, Xia Xia."

Several people who were called by their names opened the door in consternation. When they saw her crying and laughing and holding her cell phone, they felt a bump in their heart. They thought that she had received some bad news and was stimulated crazy.

Mo Xia is an expert in psychology. She can see that Han Xiaoye is in a state of extreme excitement. She is most worried. She goes over immediately and says, "what's the matter with you, Xiaoye?"

Before she came close, Han Xiaoye held her in his arms, hopping and wailing.

Feng Yaqin and Fu Xiao exchanged their eyes. They were deeply worried.

What happened?

I just went up. Isn't it all right?

Is this happy or sad?

Feng Yaqin is not only worried about Han Xiaoye, but also about Fu Zhiyan. She is afraid of hearing bad news. She is dizzy and goes over with her teeth. "What's the matter with you, Xiaoye girl? Don't cry

Han Xiaoye wailed himself. Seeing her holding her and crying together, even mummy forgot to shout. He yelled at Feng Yaqin at the beginning, "aunt Feng..."

Feng Yaqin's heart was broken when she was crying. She was worried and worried. She patted her on the back to help her calm down. She asked her, "what's the matter, girl Ono? Don't scare me. The old man can't help scaring you any more. "

Fu Xiaomao and Fu Xiaojiu were also woken up upstairs.

Fu Xiaojiu was led downstairs by Fu Xiaomao. Originally, he was sleepy. When he saw his mother crying, he had to cry as soon as his mouth choked.

"Don't cry!" Fu Mu night a roar.

Fu Xiaojiu trembled and didn't dare to cry, but his big eyes were covered with tears. He looked at his brother pitifully and turned around in a hurry. "Brother, Mommy cried. Mommy cried

Fu Muye is suffering to death in his heart. He thinks the same as others. He thinks that Han Xiaoye will be so excited and cry so much when he receives the news of Fu Zhiyan's death.

He only found Han Xiaoye when he was three years old, and lived with Fu Zhiyan before he was three years old. It was Fu Zhiyan who brought him up. He didn't talk about it. In fact, he was very concerned about his father. Little Danfeng's eyes, which had begun to take shape, were also red. He clenched his fists and gritted his teeth!

blamed! He must become strong and find out the truth of the accident!

Fu Xiao was also miserable. His cheek muscles were tight. Just as he was about to turn around to find Xiao Han to settle the accounts, the crying man wiped his tears and grinned again.

Tears are falling down. Well, her joy is so obvious. Now everyone can't figure out what's going on. Holding her hand, Feng Yaqin couldn't help shaking and said, "girl Ono, you can't scare me. You can't do anything else. If anything happens to you again, I'll... I really can't stand it. "

Han Xiaoye finally controlled his excited mood, full of apology, "Mommy, I'm sorry, i... I'm so happy."

"What's going on?" Asked Mo Xia.

Han Xiaoye looked at her crying and laughing, handed her cell phone, lowered her happy voice and said, "Xia Xia, Mommy, big uncle, kitten... Little uncle is not dead! He's not dead! He sent me a message

Fu Zhiyan is not dead!

She knew that Fu Zhiyan was not dead!

More than a week of suffering, more than a week of repression suddenly broke out in that moment, she did not want to top for more than a week, the last moment to cry so shameful, but she really can't help it. When she saw the news, her tears fell down, and she wanted to cry, laugh, shout or yell.

Fu Zhiyan, asshole! Son of a bitch!

Scared to death, really scared to death... She thought she would never see him in her life, she was really scared.

In my heart, I was cursing, but the corners of my mouth were going up again, and my eyes were shedding tears again... That expression was just amazing.

Feng Yaqin was the first to react and said excitedly, "young girl Ono, are you saying that Zhiyan is OK?"

Han Xiaoye wiped his tears, sniffed and agreed, "he's OK! It's really OK! Mommy, he's alive and well

Feng Yaqin was overjoyed. She opened her mouth and didn't know what to do.

Mo Xia finished reading the SMS and handed it to Feng Yaqin. After watching it, Feng Yaqin reacted like Han Xiaoye. Her tears fell down and her mouth turned up again.

"Great, Fu Er is OK. He's OK. God bless, Bodhisattva bless... "

Mo Xiaxia didn't want to pour cold water at this time, but she had to say something. She hesitated and said in a small voice, "Ono, are you sure this is the news from Zhiyan?"

Han Xiaoye nodded heavily, "it's him, I'm sure it's him. Xia Xia, do you see the bottom words at the end of the message? "

"To sleep with a big chest. This name is an online name for playing games. Only my uncle knows it. It can't be anyone else. "

Feng Yaqin turned to the end and saw the words Han Xiaoye said.

She didn't pay attention when she looked at it for the first time. She focused on the content of the text message.

Han Xiaoye's emotion was almost calmed. She took the mobile phone from Feng Yaqin's hand and calmed down, "but Xia Xia is right. I can't be sure it's my little uncle just like this. I'll call him back to have a look."

"Well." Mosha agreed with her.

Han Xiaoye trembled and pressed the dial back with his fingertips. At the same time, he turned on the PA. Because she knew that everyone in her family was as worried about Fu Zhiyan's safety as she was, and they must want to hear Fu Zhiyan's voice for the first time.

"Dudududu..."

Everyone's heart beats up and down with the beep of the mobile phone.

Feng Yaqin put her hands together and recited Amitabha. Fu Muye clenched his fists with both hands to hide his nervousness.

Click.

The phone's on.

"... hello." Han Xiaoye's voice trembled.

The head was silent for a few seconds, suddenly said, "Han Xiaoye, I miss you."

——Han Xiaoye, I miss you.

——Han Xiaoye, I miss you.

——Han Xiaoye, I miss you.

This voice can only belong to one person - Fu Zhiyan!

Her heart beat like a drum, leaving only the hum.

Plop, plop, plop, as if to jump out of the chest!