Chapter 292

At this moment, Huang Xing had a lot of speculation in his mind.

Every guess surprised him. He was worried that the myth of his compounding with Fu Jie would be broken by this small diamond ring.

Fu Jie seems to see through Huang Xing's mind, crooked his head, and blinked his big eyes: what are you thinking?

Huang Xing shook his head, trying to hide his inner doubt.

Fu Jie said: you must be thinking, for whom is this ring bought, right?

Huang Xing was embarrassed to smile, but could not express his position.

Fu Jie suddenly pulled Huang Xing's arm and said: I won't show you the truth, I won't scare you. To tell you the truth, I bought this ring for my dad.

what? Huang Xing suddenly Leng for a while, for a moment language urgent, unexpectedly asked a sentence: does your father still have this hobby?

Fu Jie frowned: how to talk?

Huang Xing quickly covered his mouth and changed his way: the problem is, this ring is not suitable for men to wear! Women's.

Fu Jie stressed: it's not for my father to wear it! There are ten days left. It's my parents' wedding anniversary. I'll buy a ring for my father and let my father give it to my mother. Do you understand?

Huang Xing constantly speculates about the probability of Fu Jie's words, but he thinks that this possibility is also true. So in the heart of the burden is finally lost some, but he seems to be a little uneasy, so simply tentatively said: wedding anniversary, that's very important! At that time, if I represent myself or the company to express my sympathy to the elder, I don't think you will object, will you?

Fu Jie asked: what medicine do you want to sell in hululi?

Huang Xing watched her deeply: I was moved by your filial piety.

Fu Jie doesn't know Huang Xing's abacus: come on. You still don't believe in this ring.

Huang Xing stressed: trust, trust! The key is

Fu Jie interrupted: Well, for the sake of taking care of me, I'll take you to meet my family. However, you have to prepare a gift that they like.

Huang Xing said with a smile: it's easy to do. It's easy to grasp.

Fu Jie said: I know you're poor! Do you know what they like?

Huang Xing shook his head, but also put on a trick: this year's Festival does not accept gifts, only accept melatonin.

Fu Jie thought about it and said: my father likes drinking, especially loose wine. My mother, she, she likes art ornaments. She places things all over the house. You can consider the natural jade pictographic ornaments.

Huang Xing thought, is this the rhythm that will ruin my family? Fu Fu responded well. Loose wine was sold everywhere. The cheap one was only three yuan a Jin, and the expensive one was only one or two hundred yuan. Even if he bought a jar, it would not cost much. But Fu Mu's hobby is a bit embarrassing. Art ornaments are mostly valuable things. Just like the jewelry section of Xinmeng commercial building, the cheapest set of ornaments costs tens of thousands of yuan.

But Huang Xing can't show it clearly. He just adds to the story by asking: your father is a rich man. What kind of wine can't afford to drink, but he drinks loose wine?

Fu Jie said: don't you understand? My dad said that loose wine is actually more natural and affordable than bottled wine. One hundred yuan a jin of loose wine is no less than four or five hundred yuan of bottled wine in quality. And the bulk wine is generally not blended, bottled wine in order to improve the taste, most are added additives.

Huang Xing couldn't help praising: he is really a good drinker!

Fu Jie said: of course! When I was a kid, my dad was the God of wine nearby. What kind of wine is placed in front of him, he can accurately tell the degree and general price by smelling it with his nose.

So powerful? Huang Xing was surprised and thought that the old man knew wine so well that he didn't dare to buy a few catties of scattered wine outside to fool him. It would cost at least 100 yuan to get into his eyes. Now that Fu Jie has agreed to let himself go with him, he has to give a good performance. Although it is a new era of socialism and free love is advocated, in many cases, the will of parents is also extremely important. Especially in a family with strict family education like Fu Jie.

Fu Jie added: but I'm sure I can't let you spend money. I'm taking you to add some festive atmosphere to this important day of our family. So, if you buy something back, I'll pay for it in full.

Huang Xing quickly shook his head: that's no good! That's not the same thing!

Perhaps at this moment, Huang Xing wanted to test Fu Jie, and then said: they are my future father-in-law and mother-in-law, so don't you take this opportunity to perform well? The opportunity is rare and worth grasping.

Fu Jie's eyes widened: you, what are you talking about? Who are your parents in law?

Huang Xing asked: it's rare, isn't it?

Fu Jie frowned: don't talk nonsense! If you say something wrong in front of my parents, hum, I won't forgive you!

Huang Xing said with a bitter smile: such dictatorship? Don't worry, I will certainly play the highest level in front of your parents, not to discredit you, not to discredit Xinmeng!

Fu Jie said: can it be different?

Huang Xing continued to ask tentatively: who else will go then?

Fu Jie thought about it and said: Fu Zhenxin must go, and then my cousin Wang Yaxuan. Others, I haven't thought about it yet.

Huang Xing was a little surprised and said: that is to say, I am an outsider?

Fu Jie nodded: so far.

Huang Xing sighed with longing: how I hope that by this time next year, I will be able to give congratulations to the second elder with a righteous identity.

Fu Jie Leng for a moment, ask: what do you mean?

Huang Xing said: think for yourself. The reason is very simple and profound!

Fu Jie soon understood the meaning of Huang Xing's words. There was only one situation in which he could enter the Fu family. That was to become the son-in-law of the Fu family!

When the topic came to an end, Fu Jie touched her arm and seemed to remember the pain of the injury again. Yellow star in the eyes, pain in the heart. Looking back on the scene when she blocked the blow for herself, Huang Xingning was killed by the blow, and he was not willing to let his beloved bear the physical pain.

Huang Xing asked: is it still so painful?

Fu Jie shook her head against her heart: it's been painful for a long time, and I feel very comfortable now.

Huang Xing's heart is sour: do you want me to help you with the medicine?

Fu Jie thought about it and said: I'm not polite. The medicine is on the tea table. You can find out the trauma medicine.

Huang Xing nodded and found a dose of ointment from a pile of drugs. Maybe he was worried that his hands were not clean. Before he helped Fu Jie apply ointment, he went to the bathroom to wash his hands carefully.

When he came out of the bathroom, Fu Jie had already taken the injured arm out of his clothes.

Huang Xing was shocked and sat down.

That bruised scene, see in the eyes, the heart is more painful. Huang Xing can't express his mood at this moment. Anyone who sees the situation in front of him will be pitied. That white such as lotus's arm, pingtian such a scar, this to a weak woman, too unfair.

Huang Xing dipped in the cotton ball to wipe some alcohol to the wound, maybe because it was too cold, maybe because there was still some pain, Fu Jie's arm instinctively twitched a few times.

Fu Jie bit her teeth and forced herself to use a mild expression. Facing the stimulation of alcohol on the wound, she was quite professional and knew that alcohol should be used to disinfect the wound before taking medicine.

Huang Xing daubed alcohol carefully and said: This is the most basic knowledge. Of course, I also know some.

Fu Jie asked: what else do you know?

I also know that... Huang Xing was a little tongue tied. He took the ointment, opened the lid and squeezed some out of Fu Jie's wound. Then spread the ointment gently with a cotton ball.

Fu Jie looks at Huang Xing, who is careful and attentive. She is moved in her heart. I don't feel that pain at the wound.

After applying the medicine, Huang Xing holds her hand, and there is still a lot of guilt in her heart. After all, Fu Jie was hurt for herself. Fu Jie didn't resist, and seemed to enjoy the feeling of being held by him.

The wall clock suddenly announced the time, which made them jump.

It's one o'clock in the night!

Huang Xing lost no time to Fu Jie said: you go to bed early, tomorrow morning, I will wake you up on time.

Fu Jie yawned: she was a little sleepy.

Huang Xing said, I help you. But he stood up at the same time with Fuji. Fu Jie said, I'll wash my face first. Huang Xing said, I'll help you.

Huang Xing went to the bathroom and took a washbasin, mixed it with hot and cold water, and carefully carried it to Fu Jie's feet.

Fu Jie looks at Huang Xing awkwardly, as if she is not suitable for his excessive enthusiasm. But at the same time, there are also some moving elements.

Huang Xing twisted the steaming towel and unfolded it. First he measured the temperature with the back of his hand, then he took it to Fu Jie and gently wiped it for her. Fu Jie is enjoying quietly, but her eyes are constantly staring at Huang Xing. She seems to be thinking about something.

From face to neck, to Fu Jie's hands. Huang Xing meticulous, and the temperature of the towel just right, will not let Fu Jie feel a little bit uncomfortable.

After wiping, Fu Jie lowered her head and looked at her feet. This makes Huang Xing become good at observing words and colors all of a sudden. He instantly realizes that Fu Jie, as her name is, is a very clean person. She must have the habit of soaking her feet before going to bed every day.

Huang Xing didn't ask Fu jiepao whether to soak her feet, but said to her: you sit down first, I'll go to get foot water.

Fu Jie Leng for a moment, a wave of hand to stop Huang Xing, but feel very language. I don't know what to do.

Huang Xing quickly mixed the hot water and brought it over. Fu Jie bit her lip, looked at Huang Xing awkwardly, and said: let's put it here. I'll do it myself.

Huang Xing rolled his sleeve and said: you have injuries on your arm, which is inconvenient. Let me help you.

Fu Jie shook her head sharply: how can that work!

Huang Xing stressed: why not? To serve you is the purpose of my life! Fu Jie was stunned. She felt that the temperature of this basin of hot water had crossed time and space, and deeply penetrated into her heart.