Chapter 21: Could it be that he was forgotten?

Chapter 21 Could it be that he was forgotten?

The little guy took a peek at Fu Juncheng, and seeing that he didn't intend to coax him, he cried even more sadly.

"You kid, you have to make him cry. Are you an uncle like you?"

The woman who spoke was wearing a cotton and linen dress that was elegant and majestic, her face was like a lotus, and her eyebrows were full of water. Upon closer inspection, the charm between her eyebrows and eyes was somewhat similar to that of Fu Juncheng.

She is obviously in her forties, but the years have not left any traces on her face, but instead added a bit of charm.

Tao Qiuyue gave Fu Juncheng a light look, then took a tissue to wipe the little guy's tears.

Immediately afterwards, she hugged the little guy, then shoved it into Fu Juncheng's arms, "You made me cry, soothe it yourself."

Fu Juncheng looked at the little crying bag in his arms, tears and snot all stuck together, he frowned.

"stop."

The voice was deep and neither soft nor heavy. The little guy pursed his pink mouth and stopped crying immediately.

Past experience told him that if he continued to cry, he would definitely be thrown down the next second.

The obedient and aggrieved appearance makes the people on the side laugh, it really is one thing and one thing.

Fu Juncheng leaned over, put the little guy back on the ground, and gently rubbed his little head with his slender and jade-like hands.

"Go and wash your face."

The little guy raised his hand and wiped away his tears, slumped his shoulders, and walked to the bathroom dejectedly.

The old lady looked at the little guy so pitifully, she took the little guy's hand, "Come on, let's go wash your face, and come to uncle after washing."

Fu Juncheng turned and sat on the sofa, looked up at his mother, "Why did you bring him here?"

"Xuanxuan has been busy with work recently, and I happen to have nothing to do, so I brought Heng Heng over to play for a few days."

As she spoke, Tao Qiuyue changed the subject, "By the way, didn't you say you'd be back tonight, why did you come earlier?"

"Things have been done in advance, and I will be back when I have nothing to do." Fu Juncheng said without changing his face.

Hearing this, Tao Qiuyue didn't think much about it, her attention was attracted by the gift box on the table.

"what are these?"

Fu Juncheng said, "I brought it to my grandpa and grandma."

After finishing speaking, Mr. Tao sat down on the sofa opposite.

He picked up the teapot and said, "Then when can you bring me a granddaughter-in-law back?"

Another wave of daily marriage urging.

Tao Qiuyue suppressed a smile, and gave the old man a thumbs up from the bottom of her heart.

My grandfather reminded me at home, and my grandpa reminded me when I came out. Fu Juncheng had already gotten used to it, and his expression was indifferent, and he didn’t answer

"Qi Xuan is only one year older than you, and Heng Heng is three years old. You haven't even brought a girl home, so it's possible that you really plan to become a monk." For his granddaughter-in-law, the old man also fought hard.

"It's rare to come back. You will stay for two more days this time. Let your grandma help you find some?"

Tao Qiuyue didn't think it was a big deal, and echoed, "I think your grandpa is right, Cheng, you just stay here for two more days, your grandma showed me a lot of pictures of little girls, all of them are pretty good .”

Fu Juncheng watched the father and daughter sing together, and felt that he came at an untimely time.

He remained silent.

"Uncle." The little guy came back after washing his face, and the chubby was holding two lollipops.

Children’s emotions came and went quickly, and after a while, a bright smile appeared on the pink and jade-carved little face.

"Uncle, I'll eat for you."

Looking at the birth of the little guy, Fu Juncheng knew exactly what the little guy was like.

Every time you behave well, there must be tricks.

Fu Juncheng glanced at him, raised his eyebrows coldly, "What do you want?"

Child Qi Heng smiled, climbed onto the sofa with both hands together, and approached Fu Juncheng familiarly.

Chubby little fingers grabbed Fu Juncheng's sleeve corner, "Uncle, other children have raised puppies, and I want them too."

"What kind of dog does Hengheng want to have?" Old Master Tao asked with a charming smile.

Afraid that the old man would really get a dog for the little guy, Tao Qiuyue quickly reminded, "Dad, don't promise this matter indiscriminately, Xuanxuan is allergic to dog hair, if Heng Heng takes a dog back, it will be fatal. "

Old Master Tao was stunned for a moment, then chuckled, "Heng Heng, then great-grandfather can't help it."

Qi Heng pouted, and looked at Fu Juncheng pitifully, "Uncle."

Fu Juncheng asked casually, "Want?"

Qi Heng nodded heavily.

"It depends on your performance." It was rare for Master Fu to be kind, and he didn't directly kill the little guy's expectations.

Qi Heng's eyes lit up, and he said sweetly, "Uncle is the best."

"A Cheng, why didn't you bring your luggage?" Mrs. Tao looked around, but she didn't see the suitcase.

"Don't you stay here for two days?"

Fu Juncheng said, "The suitcase is in the car."

Hearing this, Mrs. Tao showed a satisfied smile on her face, and asked tentatively, "A Cheng, have you met a girl you like recently?"

Going around and coming back to this topic.

"If not, let grandma introduce you." Tao Qiuyue joined in the fun.

Fu Juncheng glanced at her, and said quietly, "Are you and my dad reconciled?"

Which pot is not open and which pot is lifted, the smile on Tao Qiuyue's face froze, "Fu Juncheng, don't mention him to me."

reconcile?

He thinks beautifully.

Fu Juncheng pursed his lips, and the irascible "little lion" couldn't help but appear in his mind.

There is no message until now, so he must have been forgotten.

…

cc era.

Unlike the cleanliness and quietness of high-end Internet cafes, the environment here is messy and poor, and there is a choking smell of cigarettes in the air.

Computers are densely packed next to each other, and the mechanical sound of typing on the keyboard comes and goes, igniting the night.

In a corner where no one was paying attention, the thin girl was leaning against the chair, her hands were quickly manipulating the keyboard, and her delicate cool eyes were moving on the computer screen.

The complex code is unpredictable and dizzy.

Gu Qingning picked up the mineral water with one hand, touched the bottle cap with his slender fingers, and unscrewed it with one hand.

She stared at the screen, brought the mouth of the bottle to her mouth, and took two hasty gulps.

After taking the taxi, she had dozens of yuan left, and she couldn't go to a high-end club, so she could only come to this kind of place to make do with it.

Although the environment is a bit poor, it is cheaper and there are computers available.

She is really poor and white now, and she still owes Fu Juncheng two hundred yuan, so she can't make money if she doesn't make money.

Gu Qingning put down the bottle, and then returned to the keyboard with both hands, slipping to the point of frying.

It was almost there.

She pursed her lips, and a gleam of light flashed across her black pupils hidden under the brim of her hat.

Done.

Don’t worry about the meal money these days.

She pulled her lips into a smile, tapped her fingertips, and the screen switched back to the game page.

However, instead of playing those popular games like others, she picked the most "classic" game—Xiao Xiao Le.

She leaned back relaxed, her slender fingers resting on the mouse, pointing casually.

After a busy day, once you relax, you will feel tired soon.

Just as they were about to take a nap, there was a loud quarrel behind them.

"Find it for me. If you dig three feet into the ground, you will find him out." The man's hoarse voice was full of ferocity.

"Why are you doing this? This is a public place. How can we play with you?"

"Boss, we all paid the money, don't you care?"

The guests complained one after another, and the atmosphere dropped to freezing point for a while.