Chapter 90： Qingqing picking mushrooms (1/2)

"..." Fu Cheng Chen was dumbfounded by his son. He blew his beard and stared at him for a moment. He was about to swear by the same tricks, but from the corner of his eye, he aimed at the small figure of Qingqing and shut his mouth immediately.

You can't talk "nonsense" in front of children, it would be bad if you were taught.

"From now on, you are not allowed to smoke or drink anymore. You have to listen to the doctor when you eat. You can eat something you like, but you can't be too indulgent!" Every time Fu Heng said, Fu Cheng's face became more "colorful" Embarrassed.

But in the end, his heart suddenly relaxed, not only was he not angry, but he even wanted to laugh a little.

Because he remembered.

Even if this stinky boy is lenient, they will come over today, and when someone leaves, it's not what he wants to do.

As the saying goes, don't be happy too early in everything.

Just when Fu Chengdi was secretly happy, Mrs. Fu woke up.

She seemed to hear her son's voice, as well as the childish little "milk" sound of a child.

Mrs. Fu, who didn't know if she was dreaming, opened her eyes and saw her son sitting next to her hospital bed, arguing with her old man.

The father and son quarreled fiercely, and no one was willing to let others fall in the eyes of Mrs. Fu, but only saw the two children arguing.

"What are you doing noisily?"

The voice of the frail old man was very weak, but Fu Heng and Fu Chengtech still keenly caught the gentle female voice engraved on their hearts.

It is impossible for the father and son to cease fighting in an instant.

They immediately filed complaints with each other like children found their parents.

This one said that his son did not say hello and brought a family of people over to wake up his dream. The other said that his father was ill and it was not good to listen to the doctor's words and ruin his own body.

Anyway, the mother said her mother was reasonable, and the public said there was public evidence.

The two men who said they were one and the same outside were extremely naive and arguing at home.

It's a headache.

Mrs. Fu was still undergoing dialysis and couldn't sit up. She had no choice but to "rub" and "rub" her forehead with the other hand that did not "insert" the needle. The side of her head was subconsciously facing a pair of shiny ones. big eyes.

She was taken aback for a moment, and after looking carefully, she couldn't help but sigh secretly that this is such a lovely child.

Then he felt that the child was familiar.

Why do you look so much like her daughter-in-law "wife"?

"Little baby, come here." Mrs. Fu waved to Qingqing.

Qingqing tilted her small head and looked at Mrs. Fu, as if she was sure whether she was a good person.

After a while, I felt that such good-looking old "milks" and "milks" were definitely not bad guys. Qingqing pattered two fat legs, ran to Mrs. Fu's side, and skillfully moved his head. Delivered under the palm of others.

Mrs. Fu actually didn't want to "touch" Qingqing.

Facing the little cute thing delivered directly to her hand, she stunned, then raised a gentle smile, and "touched" Qingqing's small head.

The old man didn't have much strength, but his movements were very gentle. Qing Qing was infected by this gentleness and couldn't help but get closer and wanted to get closer to Mrs. Fu.

"Baby, what's your name?"

"Qing Qing, my name is Gu Qing Qing." Qing Qing replied loudly.

"Gu Qingqing?" Not only Mrs. Fu, but Fu Chengcnet was still there for a while when he heard the name.

The two old people looked at each other across the hospital bed, then turned back tacitly, pretending that nothing happened just now.

Fu Chengdi continued to confront her son, while Mrs. Fu took Qingqing's small hand and pulled her closer to the bed.

"It turns out that your name is Qingqing, it sounds so good." With a smile and compliment, Mrs. Fu suddenly changed her voice: ""Milk" and "Milk" are getting old, and I can’t hear the words clearly. Qingqing can tell me your Qing. Which Qing is the word?"

Qing Qing, who was already literate, immediately responded positively: "It's a Qing with a blue "color" under the head of the bamboo character."

Fu Heng, who was not in a hurry, cast his eyes unhappily and stopped his father just ‘unintentionally’.

"Look at what I'm doing? The old man I raised you so much, now I can't even call you?"

The old fox is not only childish, but also looks innocent by pretending to be innocent, making Fu Heng want to refute and have nothing to say.

Fu Heng, who "rubbed" his eyebrows with a headache, consciously couldn't beat the two foxes at home, could only raise his hand to surrender.

"You all go out." The nurses clattered and walked away cleanly.

In the room for a while, only Aunt Fu and Fu Hengqing were left in the room, as well as the Fu brothers who didn't know when they got in.

Only my family remained at the scene, and some words were easier to say.

"Qing Qing..."

Stopping his son's words, Fu Chengtech finally revealed a trace of his majesty as the former leader of the Fu family: "Don't worry, your mother and I are not talkative."

There are some things that everyone knows well, and there is no need to put them on the surface.

Ignoring the lawsuit against the father and son, Mrs. Fu held Qingqing's small hand in distress, and squeezed it slightly.

The child's soft palm is less than half of her palm, one short and small. Although it is very cute, it makes people feel distressed.

"Our Qingqing, how much suffering has been suffered."

Mrs. Fu's tears were almost falling.

"Neither bitter nor bitter, Qingqing has sugar and candies every day." Qingqing didn't understand why Mrs. Fu wanted to watch her cry, but just instinctively comforted her.

The little guy's sensible appearance is even more distressing, and even Fu Chengtech looks a little bit sour.

He glared at his son, and said sharply: "You come here!"

The father and son left the room one after the other, Qingqing's worried little eyes kept falling on Fu Heng's back.

That grandpa is so fierce, will he beat his uncle?

"Don't be afraid, Grandpa won't be an adult."

Mrs. Fu is such a shrewd person, how could he fail to see Qingqing's secret little worry?

She sighed slightly in her heart, both touched and with some inexplicable guilt.

It's all because of her. She was busy with her husband's career and failed to teach her only son well.

The couple seemed to have determined that everything was Fu Heng's fault, which made Qingqing become like this.

It's a pity that Qingqing was still ignorant, didn't understand the thoughts of the two old people, and could not help Fu Heng explain.

After Fu Heng went to the study with his grandfather, they talked about what the Fu brothers didn't know, but they could see that the grandfather's "milk" and "milk" liked their mother very much.

Not only the mothers of children, but the mothers who grow up should also be very pleased with their two elders.

In fact, it was true. If it hadn't been for the two elders of the Fu family to make a lot of effort, Fu Heng would not have married her before Qingqing University had graduated.

Even if two people have a good opinion of each other, they have to wait until Qingqing graduates before discussing marriage.

Mrs. Fu takes four hours to do dialysis every time, twice a week.

It was also a coincidence today that Fu Heng happened to meet Mrs. Fu doing dialysis when they came.

But if it weren't so coincidental, I'm afraid Fu Heng would not have known that his parents were both sick and had hidden himself for so long!

These two couples are also good.

Fu Heng almost didn't get angry. Don't worry too soon. The reason why he laughed was because he was so angry.

From morning to noon, Fu Heng and his father spent time in the study.

The servants passing by could occasionally hear a few angry roars, which made them tremble with fright, and quickly speeded up their pace.

Then in less than one morning, everyone in the Fu family knew that the old man and the husband had quarreled and had a big fire.

In fact, only Fu Chengtech was scolding his son during the whole process.

Saying he is useless, even his own daughter-in-law can't keep it.

After Fu Heng learned that his wife had planned more than just a divorce plan, he fell into a strange silence.

He seemed to be shrouded in a layer of black mist, and the inexplicable depression covered everything, and he couldn't even hear the old man's curse.

So much so that Fu Chengtech talked dryly all morning, and turned his head to find that this hapless son hadn't heard a word.

"Fu Heng!" With a loud roar, Fu Heng's eardrum was aching.

Before he returned to his senses, the old man waved his crutches in desperation, "I have said so much, are you listening?"

He was fierce, but the crutches only hit the arm of the sofa every time, and he couldn't touch Fu Heng at all.

Duplicate father.

"I heard." Fu Heng said, "but the question now is not whether Qingqing can be restored, but whether Qingqing can be changed back."

If Qing Qing never changes back, I am afraid that after a year and a half, their marriage will automatically be invalidated, and he will not even have a chance to recover.

"Then you go find a way, what can you do with me? Go home early after lunch, is the company okay? If you don't treat the work well and shut down the business I've worked so hard to build, I will kill you!"

The old man said this long paragraph without panting, which made Fu Heng doubt whether he was really sick or fake.

But whether it's true or not, there is something Fu Heng consciously needs to explain to the two elders.

"You don't need to rush me away. I have decided to take Qingqing to live in the old house for a while and stay with my mother."

It is impossible to accompany the old man, but Fu Heng is willing to accompany his mother.

As for the old man? They just happened to live together.

I have to say that the way the father and son express their emotions is really awkward and speechless.

When it was time for lunch, Mrs. Fu had already done dialysis.

The old man got up energetically, wearing an elegant long cheongsam, holding Qingqing's little hand, and taking her to the garden to pick petals.

Mrs. Fu has just promised that she will make fresh coconut milk jelly for Qingqing.

Before the meal is served, they have to pick the petals and freeze the coconut milk so that it can be eaten in the afternoon.

"Qingqing picks whatever petals he likes."

Mrs. Fu smiled and handed Qingqing a small flower basket. The little girl carried the flower basket back and forth among the flowers, but didn't pick the flowers.

Looks very embarrassed.

"What's wrong, doesn't Qingqing like to eat petals?" Mrs. Fu knelt down and asked softly.

It's because she didn't think carefully. If the child doesn't like it, she can't do anything.