Chapter 89： Qing Qing returns to her in-laws house (1/2)

In Fu Cheng's impression, the son who inherited his own bad temper never knew what an apology was, so he was so surprised to hear his apology today.

Fu Heng also seemed uncomfortable. He had been carrying Qing Qing for a long time, and these words that were difficult to utter before were actually used to become natural.

After all, Qingqing is a very real child. If you do something wrong or make her angry, you will never forgive you if you don't apologize to her.

"It's...it's late, go down to eat first, don't starve your child."

Not only was Fu Heng uncomfortable, even Fu Chengtech felt awkward.

He seemed to have forgotten the initial complaint, stood up tremblingly, and walked out.

When his father passed by, Fu Heng silently stretched out his hand to support one of his arms.

Fu Chengtech subconsciously wanted to pull his hands, but before he could move, his other hand was held by a pair of soft hands.

"Grandpa, Qing Qing will help you." At Fu Cheng's downcast gaze, Qing Qing grinned, her small appearance was so cute that people couldn't bear to refuse.

"Good." Carefully shook the child's hand back. Fu Chengtech did not dare to refuse this time, for fear of hurting the child's heart.

Qingqing and Fu Heng left and the other right, helping Fu Chengde downstairs.

The old man walked unsteadily and had to take a few steps to catch his breath, but he still insisted on straightening his back, just refused to bend it a little bit.

Fu Chengtech could not get off the stairs. He could only use the wheelchair elevator to go downstairs in a wheelchair. Even so, Fu Heng did not let go of his father's hand.

His regret was speechless, but he was making up for it with action.

The family moved to the first floor to have breakfast, and the chef had already prepared a large and hearty breakfast on a large table. There were all kinds of them to ensure that everyone's taste was satisfied.

Fu Chengdi sat in the main seat, Fu Heng naturally took Qingqing to sit at the place where he started, and the others also took their seats.

The Fu family doesn't have any rules about eating but not talking, but when everyone dines, they still choose to eat quietly, pretending to be a cloud of air.

At this quiet moment, the childlike voice of a child suddenly becomes particularly obvious.

"Qingqing wants to eat buns." Qingqing refused Fu Heng's white porridge and asked for the pork buns on the other side.

Fu Sijin, who was the closest to the barbecued pork buns, immediately took the buns and put them in front of Qingqing's eyes. Fu Heng casually stuffed the spoonful of porridge into his mouth, and then picked up the buns and gave them to Qingqing.

Fu Chengde opened his old eyes in shock.

What did he see?

The indifferent, strong, and mildly cleansed son of his own family actually ate other people's leftovers and fed the child without complaint!

Has the sun risen to the west?

The old man subconsciously probed, trying to see if the sun outside the house was in the northeast or west.

It may be that his actions were too exaggerated, which attracted Fu Heng's attention.

Fu Heng picked up the chopsticks and put a piece of corn for his father: "Your blood sugar is too high to eat pasta and rice porridge. Eat this."

"I can eat whatever I like, and you have to take care of it." After that, Fu Cheng Tc tried to pick the corn out. Qing Qing saw with sharp eyes, "Grandpa can't be picky eaters."

The little guy howled loudly, not only attracted the attention of all the Fu family, but even the servants and caregivers cast their eyes on the excitement.

Fu Cheng's motion froze: "..."

This little guy is here specifically to defeat him!

The nurse was a little worried, for fear that the bad-tempered old man would get angry.

I saw Fu Cheng's face solemnly, raising the hand holding the chopsticks...

Get the corn back and eat it silently.

A smile flashed across his eyes, and Fu Heng added a boiled egg and some fresh fruit to Fu Cheng's.

These are the things that the old man doesn't like to eat very much, he wants to refuse, but under the rare concern of his son and the urgent attention of Qingqing, he still has to pinch his nose and eat everything.

Hmph, he was just worried that the little child would cry, he was definitely not afraid of his son.

A meal was awkward and warm, not to mention the protagonists Fu Heng and Fu Chengde, even the Fu brothers on the side felt a little embarrassed.

Fortunately, no matter how embarrassing it is, it will end.

Fu Heng's action to put down the bowls and chopsticks was like a signal. Seeing that he was full, the others immediately put down the chopsticks, and there seemed to be a faint voice of relief.

Fu Heng picked up the napkin and wiped Qingqing's mouth. After wiping it, he raised his eyes and looked at his father: "Where is my mother?"

I didn't ask just now because I had anticipated that his mother's situation might not be so good. Fu Heng didn't want to ruin the family atmosphere when he came up. Moreover, as long as he was at home, he would know his mother's situation sooner or later, so he waited until now.

"Your mother...Your mother... is sleeping, yes, just sleeping." Fu Chengcnet lowered his head, avoiding his son's gaze.

"I'm going to see her." Fu Heng stood up, and rushed upstairs without giving Fu Chengde and others time to react.

Unable to stop him, Fu Chengde quickly urged the nurse to push him upstairs.

A group of people hurriedly rushed to the door of the old lady of the Fu family, looking at the big open door, everyone stopped.

They dare not come forward, reason is sounding the alarm. If they bother now, the consequences will be terrible.

Among all the people, only Fu Chengde had a cold face, and walked outside the door of his wife's house tremblingly without the support of the nurse.

"Dididi..." The sound of the electrocardiogram was exceptionally clear. Together with the electrocardiogram, there was also the faint sound of the blood dialysis machine running.