Chapter 7

After only one sentence, old Fu was tired, so he waved to rest and let everyone go out. When we got to the garden, the servant said that we could have dinner, and several people went directly to the restaurant. The table was full of delicacies. Su Xiang and Fu Zhengnan took their seats and sat down next to the baby chair. Usually, Su Xiang has to feed Fu Ying first. He takes one bite and she takes another bite in her bowl. It's also fun to eat big and small. But this is true at home. In Fu's old house, Fu Ying should be fed first, and then she can eat. The rules of the Fu family can't allow her to eat with her children so casually. Fu Hanchuan is better when he is there. He will hold the child and feed it himself. No one will say him like this. Su Xiang can't. The Fu family's rules are to talk less at the dinner table. Even during the festival, Su Xiang is a mute anyway. He has long been used to it. Fu Ying's child is not sensible. In addition, no one at home deliberately restricts him, so there are more voices in the house only when the child is at home“ Ma Ma, eat meat - "the little guy can't hold chopsticks, but he reaches out and grabs the edge of the bowl. The monkey is anxious to eat by himself. The minced meat is crispy and rotten. He likes to eat and greedy. Su Xiang slowly dug a spoonful for him, but the little guy didn't want it. He grabbed her hand and asked her to eat. Su Xiang obeyed him and took a bite. The little guy immediately smiled. At this time, Fu Zhengnan and his wife will not say much. Mrs. Zhuoya glanced at her grandson and said to Fu Zhengnan, "it seems that Miss Jin taught very well. Look, how good it is to teach our Fu Ying. " Su Xiang's hand almost knocked over the spoon, and the five flavor bottle in his heart had already knocked over, bitter and astringent. How can this be all due to Jin Yuxin? However, she also knew that for the whole Fu family, everyone was satisfied except her. In particular, Mrs. Zhuoya personally selected Jin Yuxin. Su Xiang didn't understand why Mrs. Zhuoya chose Jin Yuxin. But she couldn't say anything and endured the pain to finish the meal. Then she ate by herself, because Mrs. Zhuoya's words had no appetite, and she ate them hastily. The old couple wanted to have more grandchildren. The family watched TV in the living room. The Mid Autumn Festival party is being broadcast live on TV. This year, the TV station invited several heavyweight stars to perform. The urban area gathered with some retired old leaders, officers and soldiers, model workers and other grass-roots people in the province to spend the festival together. Of course, many celebrities in Beicheng also invited. The dance "hear your voice" choreographed and directed by Su Xiang was performed on the stage. Shuilingling children danced a wonderful program with beautiful sign language, which was better than that at noon rehearsal. Su Xiang hugged Fu Ying, grabbed his little hand and jumped up with him. For a moment, she was so happy that she gestured with her hands to Fu Zhengnan and his wife—— Mom and Dad, I rehearsed this program. How about it? Isn't it very good“ All right, I can't understand what you're talking about. Watch TV quietly. " Mrs. Zhuoya's impatient cold voice Like a basin of cold water pouring down, Su Xiang angrily released Fu Ying's small hand, picked up the fruit on the tea table and cut it. At this time, the camera swept in the crowd under the stage, and one of them just swept to the front table. Fu Hanchuan's handsome face, which is not inferior to any star, was recognized at a glance. Fu Ying saw his father, patted the TV screen and shouted, "Baba?" This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.