Chapter 237

When Xu muzhou came out with his children, he Xian was sitting on the sofa, his knees together, his hands on his knees, sitting upright, like children in kindergarten.

"I've come so early." Xu muzhou said hello casually.

He Xian's heart beat like a drum. He didn't dare to look up and gave a vague "um".

"Sit down and I'll call Shuangshuang up."

Xu muzhou went into the bedroom to call Fu Shuang. He Xian looked up and looked at Xu muzhou's back in a daze. He didn't return to his mind until he entered the house and closed the door.

After Fu Shuang got up, he changed his clothes and was dragged by Xu muzhou to wash.

She was dazed. She was not sober. She didn't pay attention to Hexian. She muttered and complained that Xu muzhou disturbed people's dreams.

Xu muzhou didn't say much. He took her to the bathroom, covered her face with a wet towel, and began to squeeze toothpaste and water for her.

After washing, Fu Shuang had some spirit. When he went out of the bathroom, he Xian was already sitting on the sofa.

"Oh, he boy, you're here so early?" she raised her eyebrows. "Have you had breakfast? Let's go together if you haven't eaten."

He Xian looked up when he heard the sound. At the moment when his eyes were opposite, his face turned red. He was embarrassed. He quickly lowered his head and didn't dare to look at Fu Shuang.

Fu Shuang frowned and muttered "what's going on", but he didn't find out.

Throughout the breakfast process, he Xian was absent-minded. Fu Shuang talked to him several times, but he couldn't catch up. She was so angry that she didn't bother to talk to him.

After breakfast, he Xian personally drove the big four and the small one to his old house.

Nanshan resort center is built near the mountain. It is remote and remote. The old house of he family is in the city center, nearly 200 kilometers away. When we get to the old house of he family, it is almost time for lunch.

Sure enough, as he Xian said, Fu Shuang was regarded as a distinguished guest by the he family, and the whole family, old and young, met him at the door in person.

At first glance, Fu Shuang saw an old man standing in the front of the crowd, about 70 or 80 years old, with hefty hair and childlike appearance, hale and hearty, thin white hair, a big back head, a white beard longer than that of the Xu family, wearing a pair of short jackets and leaning on a dragon head crutch. At first glance, he looked like a big parent in the era of the Republic of China.

Fu Shuang immediately came forward with a smile and bowed: "this must be master he. You old man came to pick us up by yourself, which really hurt the younger generation."

He Feng, the old man, was kind-hearted, stroked his white beard and said with a smile, "you are Shuangshuang. I heard ah Xian mention that he recognized a sister early in the morning. He said he was the eldest lady of the Fu family in Yuancheng. He has the ability. My old man has long wanted to see you. Take the liberty to invite you here. Don't be surprised if the reception is not good."

"What grandpa he said, ah Xian and I are good friends. Ah Xian helped me a lot. I should come to the door and thank you."

Fu Shuang turned back. Fu Hengzhi hurriedly stepped forward and held a long box.

Fu Shuang handed the box in both hands: "this is a little intention of the younger generation. Please don't dislike the old man."

Next to him stood a middle-aged woman in her fifties. She was round and kind-hearted. She quickly took it with her hands and opened it in front of him.

It's a golden nanmu cigarette bag pot, a brass pipe, and a warm and delicate Hotan jade set on the cigarette holder. It's not very valuable, but it's exquisitely crafted. It can be regarded as a small object to play with.

Master he laughed: "I like it! Come in quickly and don't stand at the door."

The middle-aged woman opened her body, held Mr. He and smiled at Fu Shuang: "Miss Fu, please."

"This is my aunt. It's very kind of you. Just call me Shuangshuang."

Mrs. He Jiang Yuhua nodded: "ah Xian is full of praise every time he mentions you. As soon as I see you today, it can be seen that although ah Xian in our family has no ability, his vision is still good."

These words obviously hurt Hexian and secretly boasted frost. They were neither exaggerated nor sincere.

He said hello to Xu muzhou again, and asked him a few words as he walked. How are the elders at home, and so on.

He entered the living room and sat down. The servant brought tea.

Fu Shuang doesn't like drinking tea at ordinary times. She always feels bitter and astringent. She prefers milk tea, fruit juice and other sweet ones.

He Xian frowned at the tea the servant had served her, and immediately ordered fresh juice.

Jiang Yuhua frowned slightly, stared at Fu Shuang, then looked at He Xian, and his lip line tightened a little.

After sitting down, drinking a cup of tea and talking for a while, it's time for dinner.

Although the two children have always been lax in discipline, they are used to being cautious because of the harsh stepmother. They are particularly cautious and restrained in a strange environment, which seems quite regular.

He Feng asked, "are these two children?"

"It's my son and daughter I just recognized." Fu Shuang replied with a smile, asking the two children to say hello and call Grandpa.

The children cried timidly and hung their eyes. They didn't dare to look at the strangers on the table.

Although they are small, they can also feel that this is not an ordinary family, and the rules are serious. Unlike in front of their parents, they can talk, laugh, make trouble and be unscrupulous.

Jiang Yuhua's eyes suddenly changed subtly, turning back and forth on Fu Shuang and Xu muzhou, and muttering secretly in his heart.

It is said that Xu muzhou is mentally ill. How does it seem that Miss Fu is young and acts so deviant?