Chapter 222

Although it was not a big event in the Fu family, it was a happy event.

Fu Chengguang was 50 years old, and now he is an old man.

In fact, Fu Zhan is also a man of poor fortune. The Fu family, Ding Danbo, and their two sons died early. Now only Fu Chengguang and Fu Yunqian, together with Fu Zihao and Fu ziyao, a great grandson and a great granddaughter, can add more people, and their children and grandchildren can live a happy life, which is naturally a good thing for the elderly.

Tang Xiaoyan followed Fu Yunqian to the main house, but his mood was a little complicated.

Especially after seeing Fu ziyao's eyes of schadenfreude, he was even more nervous.

Fu's family seems to have been called back. Fu Zihao sits lazily on the sofa with folded legs, while Tang Wanru leans on Fu Chengguang and sits opposite Fu Zihao in a loving manner.

But Tang Xiaoyan saw clearly. Tang Ruan's eyes revolved around Fu Zihao all the time.

Although she felt that Fu Zihao was a jerk, she didn't really believe it when Fu ziyao said it. Now that Tang is like that, she suddenly worries about Fu Zihao.

This son of a bitch can't really be out of control for a while and cause himself such a trouble, can he?

The old lady was in a good mood today. She was dressed in Chanel summer style and a pair of white slope heel sandals. She was dressed in fashion and her face couldn't hide her joy. When she saw Fu Yunqian and them coming, she warmly said, "little two, you're coming. Come on, sit down and eat some fruit first."

Tang Xiaoyan noticed that Fu Zhan was also overjoyed. In fact, the old man's wish was very simple, and full of children and grandchildren was the greatest blessing.

Tang just saw Fu Yunqian and Tang Xiaoyan coming from the door.

Fu Yunqian is mature, tall and steady, just like what she saw at the old man's birthday party that day. Bathed in the golden light, her long legs are long and straight, her strong abdominal muscles are flat and tight, and she can't find a trace of fat. Her shirt and straight trousers outline the perfect muscle line with his walking, and her whole body exudes the charm of a mature man.

Tang Xiaoyan, who was beside him, was casual and ordinary. He wore a loose white coat with black shorts, and a pair of flat shoes. He couldn't find the sexiness and concavity that a woman should have. He stood with Fu Yunqian, but he took care of her. The coyness and charm on her face added to her It's kind of feminine.

Because of being immersed in love, it is full of dazzling brilliance.

Tang just like suddenly very jealous.

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take a look at Fu Yunqian and the old man with a little white temples and a little fat body, but he can't find any sexy lines. Looking at the cynical young and dazzling Fu Zihao like a shining sun

Tang Wanru suddenly released Fu Chengguang's hand and stood up. He said with a smile, "Yunqian, little banquet, you're here. Come here and have a chat."

Fu Yunqian gave her a smile, and his whole body was full of masculinity of a man: "I haven't congratulated my elder brother. I want to be a father again."

It was suddenly a little cold.

Fu Yunqian stares at Tang Wanru's eyes, which makes Tang Wanru feel embarrassed. She tries to smile. Fu ziyao, who has never made a sound, suddenly stands up from the sofa: "yes, I really should congratulate my mother. Are you happy, dad? "

This sound of father made Fu Chengguang look at Fu ziyao. It was the first time Fu ziyao called him father after he returned to Fu's home.

Facing Fu ziyao's inquiry, he squinted: "is ziyao happy?"

Fu ziyao gave him a sneer: "not happy."

At the end of the speech, he went to the kitchen: "grandma. Let me help you. "

Fu Zihao whistled and walked out with two long legs: "there are too many people and the air is too stuffy. Go out for a walk."

As soon as I got to the door, I heard the old lady shouting behind her back: "what are you going out for after dinner. Come back and sit down

Fu ziyao's sincerity and sarcasm in his eyes made Tang feel embarrassed. Fu Chengguang stood up and encircled her waist: "children speak freely. Don't worry about it. Go to dinner."

Tang Wanru laughs very ugly. All tastes are mixed.

The old lady seldom met so many people. She was very happy and asked everyone to have dinner.

Fu stood at the top of the table, looking at such a complete set of young people who rarely sat at the table.

He lived a long life, but he also realized the sadness of white hair for black hair.

With a sigh, the old lady took out a bottle of homemade wine and glared at him: "good. Let's have a drink. "

The old lady poured over one by one. When Tang Wanru arrived, she said with a smile: "little grandma, thank you for your kindness. I won't drink any more."

The old lady knows. With a smile: "well, it's important to be healthy. Have a drink."

When it came to Tang Xiaoyan, before Tang Xiaoyan spoke, the old lady first frowned, and then changed her drink to her: "and ziyao girl, drink all the drinks."At the dinner table, the topic naturally revolves around Tang Wanru's baby.

The old lady is really happy. Although she has never had a child, she knows as well as she should know. She asked her how much time she had, calculated the expected date of delivery, and told her to pay attention to many things.

Tang seemed to smile and answer as if all the stars were on the moon. Fu Chengguang seemed very happy. Fu ziyao was beside him with a cold smile. As for Fu Zihao, he had been looking at the Tang Xiaoyan sitting opposite him. The Tang Xiaoyan looked like a thorn in the back.

But he didn't retreat, even looked at him several times.

Tang Xiaoyan also wanted to see how he would react if the child really belonged to Fu Zihao.

Unfortunately, she was disappointed. Fu Zihao looked like a bystander. He looked on coldly and didn't care at all.

For a time, Tang seemed to be a hot pastry. The old lady was very attentive and considerate. Of course, she did not neglect Tang's banquet.

It's just that Tang seems to be more coquettish and taboo. Naturally, the old lady will take more care of her.

Fu ziyao drank the soup in silence. Seeing the old lady's attentiveness, he was surprised that no one paid attention to her. Fu Yunqian only focused on Tang Xiaoyan around him, and Fu Zihao's eyes also fell on Tang Xiaoyan from time to time.

And she, like a dispensable bystander, one more than her, one less than her.

Holding the spoon of white fingers subconsciously pinch tight, she sighed sadly: "it's a pity that Xia duo elder sister, lying in the hospital life and death unknown."

Fu ziyao has changed the name of Han xiaduo from Auntie to elder sister xiaduo. But when he mentioned the name suddenly, Tang Xiaoyan quietly put down his chopsticks hand. He didn't have any appetite at all, but now he has no appetite at all.

All eyes fell on Fu ziyao. She seemed to know that she had said something wrong. She apologized: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

Tang Wanru smiles and says, "ziyao is young and doesn't know much. Don't be wise. You'd better continue to eat. Miss Han can only say that her luck is not good and she has no destiny with Yunqian."

Fu Yunqian's voice was calm and calm. He put a piece of ribs into the bowl of Tang Xiaoyan: "eat."

The old lady returned to her senses and glared at Fu ziyao in displeasure: "which pot doesn't open, which pot should be mentioned. Hurry to eat."

Fu ziyao didn't feel reproached. With a smile, he added: "yes, my little mother is right. I don't want to say anything. I'm sorry, uncle. Sister Xia Duo is also a poor and miserable person. I can only say that she's back home. She's lucky and her father's health is not good. I hope she can give birth to a fat boy for her father. I'm sorry I like my brother. "

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The audience fell silent again. There was too much information in the praise and derogation, and Tang Wanru's face suddenly became very ugly.

Fu Chengguang coughed heavily. If it wasn't for Fu Zhan, I'm afraid he would have fallen his chopsticks and glared at Fu ziyao: "go out if you don't want to, and sit down if you want to."

Fu ziyao's eyes were full of resentment, ridicule and even ridicule.

Tang Wanru pressed the back of Fu Chengguang's hand and said, "ziyao is still young. She doesn't mean anything. I hope she is a daughter. She is more intimate. There's Miss Han. She's lucky. She'll be fine. Let's have dinner. "

The atmosphere was very stiff. Fu Zhan looked at the intrigue of these people and couldn't bear it.

No one moved chopsticks again. Time seemed to be frozen by silence. Tang Wanru suddenly vomited and broke the silence. Everyone's eyes focused on her. She blushed and laughed. Her white hand pressed the corner of her mouth: "it's just a little uncomfortable."

The old lady suddenly returned to her senses and pushed away her chair: "I'll go and have a look at my fish head tofu. It should be almost there. You can eat it slowly."

The old lady has always regarded fish head tofu as her specialty, and only Fu Zhan was lucky enough to eat it once more than ten years ago.

The 10-year-old lady had never cooked at all, but in order to celebrate the upcoming happy event, she was still very excited to cook in person.

Before the fish was on the table, a fishy smell came out of the kitchen. Tang Wanru, who was sitting on the chair, had just brewed out and covered his mouth. There was already a person on the opposite side who quickly pushed open the chair and covered his mouth and ran to the bathroom not far away.

Then came the sound of vomiting in the bathroom.

The living room was silent.

The old lady came with cotton gloves and said, "come on, make room for me, make room for me..."

Recently, Fu Zihao went to build a handle and made room for a central position. The people who had been stunned gradually recovered. Tang Wanru, in particular, suddenly vomited and ran to the bathroom.

The quick action almost didn't knock the old lady down. Fortunately, Fu stood by and quickly reached out to help her petite figure.

Fu Station displeased: "Mao is impetuous!"

Although the old lady was knocked a little dizzy, she pushed aside Fu Zhan's hand and scolded: "women are not always pregnant like this. I'll go and have a look."Looking back, seeing a group of people following behind, the old lady was quite strange: "what are you doing?"

In addition to Fu ziyao, the faces of several men were dignified. In the bathroom not far away, there came one after another vomit sound, like a competition, which made the old lady frown. She turned back and went inside.

Fu Yunqian followed closely. If the old lady hadn't stopped him, he would have rushed in.

At the door of the bathroom, several people lined up quietly, looking at the two women inside, one occupying the toilet and the other occupying the lavatory basin. They vomited white and swayed.

“…… This is... " The old lady seemed to be confused by the situation in front of her. She only recovered after a long time. "Two girls have it."