Chapter 147

Song's mother was stunned and asked the question of yew.

She looked at the flower rack, pointed to the three small trees connected and said, "here, that's it."

Fu Ying looked there, walked forward a few steps, and grabbed a few thin leaves with his small hand.

"The tree is so ugly."

What did you say about the trees planted for him and bought such ugly trees? Hum!

Fu Ying only took a look, then turned his head and walked back.

Mother song looked at his back and looked at the trees on the flower rack. Why is the child so awkward today.

However, I remember that my wife bought these trees when she was there.

Song's mother looked at the soil and poured some water.

In the evening, Fu Hanchuan came back some nights. Fu Ying finished last night, playing drums while watching TV in the living room. The carpet under the sofa is full of his things.

Fu Hanchuan had dinner alone. Mother song brought out the other dishes and said, "the young master has eaten, but he may have no appetite today and didn't eat a few bites."

"Sir, would you like to call him over for a few more bites?"

Fu Hanchuan looked up at the direction of the living room and asked, "what did he do today?"

"I didn't do anything, but I didn't look energetic. Maybe I'm not happy with my classmates at school. "

This is teacher Wu's original words, and mother song followed them.

At this time, Fu Ying came over with the plane and said to Fu Hanchuan, "Dad, will you unscrew this for me?"

The little guy raised the plane and pointed to the propeller.

Fu Hanchuan took a look and recognized that it was a birthday gift from Su Xiang to Fu Ying. His eyes moved slightly and said faintly, "what are you doing when it's broken?"

Fu Ying hung his head so that his father wouldn't see what he was thinking. His fingers pushed the propeller and said, "I want to play."

"Don't you have another plane?"

Fu Ying was suddenly blocked by the question and said, "but I just want to play this."

Fu Hanchuan pursed his lips and stared at him. The little guy's eyes flashed up and turned to go: "forget it, don't you do it."

Before he ran away, Fu Hanchuan grabbed his arm and said, "Song Ma said you didn't eat. Sit down and have some more."

Fu Ying looked up at him: "but I'm full."

Fu Hanchuan ignored his "but" and ordered song's mother to get a pair of bowls and chopsticks. Fu Ying had to put the plane on the table first, then hold the bowl and look at Fu Hanchuan from the edge of the bowl: "Dad, in fact, you want me to eat with you, don't you?"

Eating alone is boring. Dad must be bored.

Fu Hanchuan stared at him: "there's so much nonsense. Eat and don't talk again. "

Fu Ying skimmed his mouth and pulled the rice into his mouth. His mind was still thinking about the tofu he didn't eat at noon.

After dinner, Fu Hanchuan habitually walked to the study. Fu Ying followed him with the plane in his arms. When Fu Hanchuan was about to close the door, the little guy looked at him: "Dad, help me fix it."

Fu Hanchuan looked at the old plane, and the wheels of the site were still stained with sticky mud.

He heaved a deep breath, held it up with one hand, put his finger on the propeller and turned it hard. The propeller turned up, but it stopped in a few seconds.

He took the plane and didn't go to the study. He went to the living room outside and sat down on the sofa. Fu Ying knelt beside his legs and stretched his neck to see him: "Dad, can you fix it?"

"Go get a screwdriver."

As soon as the little guy heard this, he immediately ran to find song's mother for something.

After a while, the little guy ran over with a screwdriver: "Dad."

Fu Hanchuan took the screwdriver, looked up, down, left and right, found an interface and screwed it up. Fu Yingdu looked carefully with his small mouth. He carefully placed each removed part on the carpet.

Fu Hanchuan glanced at him and asked, "did you fight at school today?"

Fu Ying grabbed the removed door and buckled it on his finger. "I didn't fight," he said

Fu Hanchuan handed him another piece of parts. Fu Ying took it. Fu Hanchuan said, "teacher Wu said you were in a bad mood today. What's the matter?"

Fu Ying's small mouth closed at once.

They didn't let him know that the man came to him and secretly discussed outside. He didn't tell them that he had seen the man.

"Huh? Why not? "

Fu Ying stood up and said, "Oh, I'm tired."

"Song Ma, Song Ma, I want to take a bath." The little guy put his things on the carpet and ran away.

Fu Hanchuan looked down at the pieces on the ground and looked in the direction of the little guy running away. His expression became deep.

Fu Ying must have seen Su Xiang.

The corner of his lips slightly hooked. He looked at the remaining half of the plane shell in his hand, so that she could see

……

Xiangyuan.

Su Xiang has been very depressed since she came back from school. She has been closed in the studio alone for a long time, and the servant dare not go in to disturb her.

When Qi Lingyang came back, Zhang's mother said, "I'll have a look."

He knocked on the door. There was no movement inside, so he pushed it away.

Su Xiang sat in a daze on the chair. When Pearl saw him coming in, she threw away her brush and ran over: "ba..."

Qi Lingyang picked her up, kissed her and turned to Su Xiang.

She didn't respond at all. Her thin body nestled in the chair and didn't move.

The room was full of her low mood. Even little Pearl felt it. The color of the picture on the paper was gray.

Qi Lingyang held the Pearl and shook it: "what did mom do this afternoon?"

Little Pearl pointed to Su Xiang: "Ma Ma..."

She made an unhappy expression with her small mouth, and then nestled in his chest, indicating that she was not happy either.

Qi Lingyang patted and comforted, and went to the door and called Zhang Ma: "look at the little lady for a while and give her some juice first."

"Yes, sir." Mother Zhang picked up the child and Qi Lingyang came back.

He turned Su Xiang's swivel chair around, looked into her eyes and asked, "did you see Fu win?"

Zhang's mother told him that the tofu in the bento box she brought back was stained with dust and seemed to have been overturned.

Su Xiang raised his eyes. His eyes were red and his face was gray, as if he had been hit hard.

Qi Lingyang touched the corner of her eye and said, "let me guess."

"Does the child refuse to recognize you?"

Su Xiang rubbed his face with both hands and said dejectedly, "how do you know?"

Qi Lingyang smiled and held her hands in the palm of her hand. He said: "from my personal experience, it is really difficult to accept a person who has abandoned himself."

Su Xiang was in a hurry: "I didn't..."

"I know you don't, and you know you don't. But Su Xiang, you haven't met in recent years. You don't know how the people around him will explain to him and why you left him. "

Su Xiang opened his mouth and became silent.

Before that, of course she thought about it.

But when she really faced it, she found it really hard to bear.

Every time I think of Fu Ying's hatred for her, my heart is like cutting with a knife.

Qi Lingyang sighed, pulled her up, went to a group of rest sofas beside the wall, pressed her shoulder to let her sit down, and then poured a glass of water and handed it to her.

"Didn't you drink much water today?"

Su Xiang licked some dry lips, took the cup and drank.

Qi Lingyang sat down next to her and said, "let's not say anything else. When you left the Fu family before, there was a sense of uneasiness in his heart. In the next three years, if you don't appear again, of course he will think you don't want him. "

Su Xiang silently covered his water cup and remembered the last birthday for Fu Ying. The little guy was so happy.

When she left, she was too embarrassed to say goodbye.

Qi Lingyang comfortingly rubbed her hair: "he is still a child. You have to give him time to take his time."

"At least you've seen him."

"And... The time between you and him is not too long, and many things can be made up for."

Su Xiang nodded silently: "I know..."

She looked up at him: "Ling Yang, when Fu Zhengnan came to you, how long did it take you to accept him?"

Qi Lingyang stared at the opposite wall. After a while, he avoided the problem and said, "Su Xiang, in fact, I don't have too deep obsession about my parents' affection."

Growing up alone in the Qi family, when he grew up, Fu Zhengnan came to find him back, not to find his wandering son, but for the interests of the Fu family.

What can he care about such family affection?

He turned his head, took Su Xiang's hand, put it in his palm and said, "you are different from them. You and Fu Ying were forced to separate. You never stop missing him. "

He looked at Su Xiang. In his quiet eyes, there was her gentle appearance with shallow eyebrows and eyes.

He said, "Su Xiang, I don't have a deep obsession with my parents' affection, but for you..."

He clenched her fingers. Su Xiang looked down and saw him hold his hand in the palm of his hand.

She opened her mouth and was about to say something. Qi Lingyang released her hand. He smiled at her and said, "well, if you've been alone for so long, you should be hungry. Go out for dinner first. If you have enough spirit, you will have the strength to fight against him. "

He pushed her to the door, put his palm on her back, and his eyes fell.

He doesn't care about anything else. He doesn't care about family affection or money. Only she is the obsession he wants.

What he wants is to go home with her.

He has been robbed once. He knows that feeling too well. Therefore, this time, he will not be easily robbed again!

……

the second day.

Near noon, Su Xiang took the time to make a new Japanese tofu and sent it to school.

This time, the security guard looked at the lunch box she handed over, and his expression was still not so good-looking. However, he took it down this time, registered the class name like other parents, and called the students to pick it up at noon.

In the school restaurant, Fu Ying opened the lid of the bento box. There was steaming tofu inside. The little guy sat there stiffly facing the tofu.

He also opened his lunch box to another little boy at the table. He glanced at Fu Ying's and asked strangely, "Fu Ying, who sent it?"

"You don't have a mother to deliver food to you. Is it your stepmother?"

Chang Yan often comes to pick up Fu Ying from school. Many people have seen it. The children in the class think it is Fu Ying's stepmother.

Fu Ying was annoyed. He stood up and overturned the boy's lunch box on the ground: "you don't have a mother!"

The boy looked at the food turned all over the floor and stared angrily at Fu Ying: "you knocked over my lunch, I'll tell the teacher to go!"

Fu Ying is a bully in his class. He doesn't dare to fight with him if he is provoked. And if the teacher knows about the fight at school, he will be punished to sweep the classroom.

Fu Ying snorted, "go, go, I'm not afraid of you, accuser!"

Fu Ying was sued more by his classmates. He was not afraid of itching when there were more lice, and the teacher didn't do anything to him.

The boy was stared at by the eyes around him. He snorted heavily and muttered, "I don't want Bento, but I will tell the teacher."

However, he picked up the lunch from the school and ate it at another table, and no one picked up the bento box on the ground.

Fu Ying lost his temper and all the children around him silently changed seats with lunch boxes. There was only Fu Ying who occupied a table for four alone.

Lian Liang led his lunch box from the window to the big restaurant. Only Fu Ying's table was the most conspicuous.

She walked over: "Fu Ying, can I sit down?"

The little boy whose lunch box was lifted shouted at her, "Lian Liang, don't sit with him, he will overturn your lunch."

Fu Ying held the chopsticks tightly, obviously more angry.

Lian Liang turned to look at them, sat down diagonally at Fu Ying and ate silently.

Fu Ying glanced at her. Lian Liang had rice in his mouth and said vaguely, "are you going to drive me away?"

Fu Ying pushed the bento box in front of him. Even Liang took a look at the tofu inside and didn't talk to him politely. He dug a spoonful and chewed it in his mouth. His eyes lit up: "Wow, Fu Ying, eat this well."

Fu Ying himself ate a spoonful, but his head hung low, as if he didn't want people to see his expression.

He felt that the taste was a little delicious.

After this lunch, the two children even finished the soup and rice.

During the lunch break, Fu Ying sat under a pine tree, holding his chin in a daze. Lian Liang walked over and handed him a bottle of Wahaha.

"You invited me to eat the meal cooked by your mother, and I invited you to drink yogurt."

Fu Ying was stunned and said fiercely, "who said my mother did it!"

Lian Liang glanced at him and gave him an expression of "I knew it". She sat down, pierced the tin foil with a straw and said, "the one who came yesterday is actually your mother, isn't it?"

Fu Ying groaned. Seeing that he was not drinking yogurt, Lian Liang gave him his own, took his, pierced the tin foil again, took a sip, and narrowed his eyes with satisfaction.

She said, "I saw you cry, so she must be your mother."

Fu Ying sucked yogurt and grabbed the dead grass on the lawn for a while, neither admitting nor denying it.

Lian Liang sighed softly and said, "your mother is looking for you. That's good."

"I don't even know who my mother is." The little girl talked about sad things to outsiders for the first time. She twisted a grass around her fingertips.

Fu Ying looked at her in amazement: "don't you have a mother?"

That day, her mother invited him to eat KFC.

Lian Liang said, "she brought me, but she's still my mother."

Fu Ying's small mouth became an "O" shape, but the little girl smiled and bent her eyebrows: "my mother is very kind to me, so I'm not unhappy."

"Don't look at me like that."

Yogurt was sandwiched between her knees, and the little girl could drink it as soon as she bowed her head, which liberated her hands.

She pulled out two Dogtail grass growing under the pine tree, made a circle respectively, inserted two grass poles into the circle, carried and pulled, like pulling an erhu.

"Look, this is erhu. Isn't it fun?"

Fu Ying looked at her. Two grass could play so happily. He thought she was a little silly.

The little girl handed him the grass erhu and said, "give it to your mother. Thank her for inviting me to dinner."

Fu Ying took the grass and the little girl said, "don't be angry with her. There must be a reason why she left you."

When it comes to the reason, Fu Ying remembers what she saw in the educational institution. She held another child and went to take her to class!

He threw the grass erhu on the ground and snorted heavily, "she has other children. I don't want to forgive her!"

The little guy got up and ran away quickly.

After school that day, Su Xiang sat in the car and watched Fu Ying be picked up by the Fu family. He didn't have a bento box in his hand, and her eyes sank.

When the parents were almost gone, she went to the security room: "master, please return the Bento I sent."

The security guard glanced at her, turned and handed her the box from the window.

Su Xiang was already ready. When the box was in her hand, she frowned slightly, and then her eyebrows stretched out.

She opened the lid of the box and washed it. There were two grass rings connected together.

Facing the bento box with the straw ring, Su Xiang wanted to cry and laugh at that moment.

……

After returning, Su Xiang treasured the grass ring given to her by Fu Ying in a box. For the next few days, she sent lunch to the school, which changed every day. When she went to collect it in the evening, the lunch box was empty.

During the school holiday on Saturday, Su Xiang felt empty and had no spirit all day. Fortunately, she still remembered making an appointment with pillow garden.

In the evening, she packed the Japanese tofu and drove there by herself.

Qi Lingyang just took office in Qi. During this period, he was busy. He often worked overtime. The light in his study didn't turn off until midnight.

He didn't trust Su Xiang to go there alone. He called from the company and said, "I'd better go with you. Wait a minute."

Su Xiang noticed the road conditions and said, "no, people also open restaurants. Nothing will happen."

"And I just used to ask some questions, not to kick."

At this time, Qi Lingyang was in the corridor of the conference room. He looked inside. The people in the conference room were full. He said, "well, call me if you need anything."

"Well, hang up."

Su Xiang took off the Bluetooth headset and turned on a three fork road in front.

It was winter less than a month after I came back to Beicheng. The trees on both sides of the road looked bleak under the street lights, the shadow of the trees was full, and there were few pedestrians on the road, which gave people a gloomy feeling.

Su Xiang touched the Buddha beads on his neck, took a deep breath, and turned on the car music to strengthen his courage.

After a few songs, the car stopped at the pillow garden.

The second time, Su Xiang became familiar with the garden. He walked inside along a green slate road. The landscape lights on the ground gave out orange lights, and the monotonous footsteps sounded in the quiet space, accompanied by the rustle of leaves by the wind.

The big main house in front was brightly lit and the door was open.

The Deputy standing at the door saw Su Xiang and came up and said, "Miss Su?"

Su Xiang showed his reservation number, smiled and said, "yes, it's me."

The Deputy looked at her, confirmed her reservation number, and made a gesture of invitation: "Miss Su, please come in."

After entering the inner hall, Su Xiang went directly to the restaurant. The Deputy followed her and said curiously, "is Miss Su alone?"

Su Xiang turned his head, smiled at him and said, "yes."

She put the thermos box in her hand on the table and said, "please serve."

The Deputy looked at the thermos box on the table and felt a little strange, but he didn't say anything. He went in and informed.

After a while, those dishes were served, including Japanese tofu specially ordered by Su Xiang.

The man looked at Su Xiang, put the dishes on the table, said "please take your time", and was about to turn around and go.

Su Xiang said in a voice, "please wait a minute."

The man looked at her and said, "what else can I do for Miss Su?"

Su Xiang opened the lid of the lunch box she had brought with her. It was also the same Japanese tofu, but her cooking was not as fresh as that just out of the pot.

Su Xiang said, "Mr. Yan, I don't know which of the Japanese tofu you made with me tastes better?"

……

On the table of Fu's family, Fu Ying stretched out his arm to hold vegetables, and said unintentionally, "Dad, I want to go home by myself from next week."

"Huh?" Fu Hanchuan looked up at him, lowered his eyes, and ate indifferently, "No."

Fu Ying was a little anxious: "why can't I go home by myself?"

"For your personal safety." Fu Ying is still wearing a taekwondo suit. He didn't change it. The little guy straightened his chest: "I learned Taekwondo. My Taekwondo is the best in the martial arts museum. I can protect myself. " Fu Hanchuan glanced at him: "just your little arms and legs?" Fu Ying was immediately unconvinced: "Dad, Wang Xiaoming also went home by herself, and Lian Liang. She is a girl and goes to school by herself. Am I not even as good as a girl?" Fu Hanchuan stared at him. Fu Ying shrunk under his stare and muttered, "anyway, I just want to go home by myself."“ Don't you think it's awesome to have a car every day? " Most of the students in the school are picked up by their parents, and only a few children go to and from school by themselves. However, when the Fu family's luxury car stopped at the school gate, those who knew the goods could see that the car was low-key and luxurious. Fu Ying scratched his ears, turned his eyes and said confidently, "now I think the child who can go home by himself is majestic!" This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation