In the final analysis, Wen Rou is actually less timid towards Fu's mother.

Fu's mother doesn't like her, this is something Wen Soft knew before she got married, in the past three years, she has frequently found trouble, Wen Soft feels ashamed of the Fu family, and has always tolerated her, even if she sometimes does something a little excessive, and even Wen Rou is a little difficult to accept.

But even so, Wen Ruan could only insist on one word of forbearance, because she knew that in the Fu family, no one would support her.

In the past six months, the relationship between Wen Soft and Fu Tingxiao has improved by leaps and bounds, so even though he knew that the old mansion might be in trouble tonight, Wen Rou still did not flinch.

When the car slowly stopped in the old house, the baby who was still sleeping just now finally woke up, staying in the soft arms without crying or making trouble, and a pair of round eyes looked out the window curiously.

Fu's mother didn't walk very decently when she left Haicheng, and almost the whole circle knew about her being sent back to her hometown by her son, although it had been a few months since this incident, but Fu's mother was always on fire in her heart.

Even when Fu Tingxiao and them entered the door, they still had a cold face.

"Mom?"

Wen Rou felt that the atmosphere around her was a little embarrassing, and guessed that Fu's mother was still angry, so she called out first.

Fu Mu sneered disdainfully, and didn't even raise her head, "Hmm." ”

"Mom, let's go up and see my dad first. ”

Today is Chinese New Year's Eve, although Fu Tingxi is not used to seeing his mother's cold face, but he does not want to argue with his mother too much, so he took a soft hand and went upstairs together.

Compared with Fu's mother, Fu's father's attitude is much calmer and kinder.

His physical condition has not been very good, but every time Fu Tingxiao and them come back, he will hold up his spirit and chat with them for a while.

Now he is even more disregarded by the nurses and Fu Tingxiao's obstruction, hugging his grandson and teasing him.

"The child's eyebrows and eyes are like soft, and the nose and lips are like thunderbolts, you must be a handsome young man in the future. ”

Fu Tingxiao was worried about his father's body, and took the initiative to bring the baby back, "Actually, it's more like you." ”

Father Fu was amused, accidentally choked, and coughed violently a few times.

The baby was a little frightened, helpless, and Wen Soft could only let the maid take the baby down first.

"It's okay. After a while, Fu's father's cough finally stopped.

"I watched the performance of the Gentle Soft Orchestra that day, and it was very good. ”

Father Fu leaned on the pillow and looked at Wen Rou with a smile, "Don't listen to those people on the Internet, Wen Rou is very good, and it is more than enough to match Thunder Owl, don't be unconfident." ”

"Hmm. ”

After marrying into the Fu family, Fu's father has said such things more than once.

Wen Rou thanked the old man for his encouragement, "Dad, thank you." ”

"What does a family say about two families. Father Fu noticed the shadow at the door, his eyebrows were slightly lower, and he continued to say to Wen Soft, "No one can shake your position, don't believe you and ask Thunderbolt?"

"Dad......" Fu Tingxiao was not a person who was good at expressing himself, and he resisted a little after hearing his father's words.

But when the soft eyes came over, he pursed his thin lips and said, "Dad is right." ”

Looking at the chemistry between the two, Father Fu laughed, and the shadow outside the door first lengthened, and then gradually disappeared from sight.

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The purpose of going home was to accompany Fu's father, but he was easily tired, and after chatting for a while, he fell asleep unconsciously.

Wen Ruan and Fu Tingxiao turned off the lights and quietly went downstairs.

In the living room, the maid is shaking the cradle, and the baby is sleeping soundly in it.

Mother Fu was sitting at the huge dining table, on which all kinds of delicate dishes were arranged.

Fu Tingxiao took Wen Rou and sat down at the dining table, and here Fu Mu cleared her throat, picked up chopsticks and began to eat.

Chinese New Year's Eve was supposed to be a lively night, but at this time, there was an eerie silence up and down the old mansion.

There is only the sound of dishes and chopsticks colliding together on the whole table.

Wen Rou lowered his head and scooped a mouthful of soup, and spit it out directly in the next second.

"What's wrong?" Fu Tingxiao on the side asked with concern.

At this time, Fu Mu also stopped, and a pair of unhappy eyes stared at Wen Rou.

Wen Ruan wiped his mouth with the tissue handed by Fu Tingxiao, raised a smile and said to him, "It's okay, I just accidentally burned it." ”

"Are you sure it's okay?"

The food has been on the table for a long time, and some of the dishes have even been cold, and the lie that the soft words are so hot that you can see through it at a glance.

"Hmm. ”

Wen Rou did lie about this, and the reason why she had such a big reaction just now was not because the soup was too hot, but because there was a lot of salt added to it.

This is Fu's mother's usual method, in the old mansion, all the servants are at her disposal, and it is not difficult for Fu's mother to add salt to the soft meal alone.

Wen Ruan had experienced it many times before, which caused her to do psychological construction in advance every time she came to the old mansion for dinner, but she didn't expect Fu's mother to do this in front of Fu Tingxiao.

However, Wen Ruan soon knew that everything just now was just a temptation by Fu's mother.

She is testing whether Wen Rou is as weak and bullying as before, and she is also testing Fu Tingxiao's attitude towards Gentleness.

When the table was calm, Fu Mu glanced at the servant on the side.

The servant immediately understood, and said in a half-joking tone when the food was served, "Madam, this is the chicken soup that Madame specially asked the kitchen to cook for you, and you must drink it all, otherwise you will disappoint Madame's heart." ”

On Chinese New Year's Eve, the day of family reunion, Wen Soft didn't want to make trouble, but Fu Mu chased after her, and Wen Soft had to directly pick out this matter -

"Mom, I don't want to drink this chicken soup. ”

Probably didn't expect Wen Rou to refuse, Fu Mu was stunned for a few seconds, and then asked sharply, "What do you mean by this? The elders have already taken the initiative to show favor to you, what do you want? Do you want me to kneel down as a mother and beg you for forgiveness?"

Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Fu Tingxiao on the side, Fu's mother exaggerated, and even exaggerated red eyes.

Soft: "There's a lot of salt in this chicken soup, I don't want to drink it." ”

The soft words made Fu Tingxiao frown.

Mother Fu realized that she was playing away this time, so she continued to give the maid on the side a look-

"Madam, how can you say that......

"You don't believe me, do you?" Wen Rou interrupted the other party's words directly, fumbling her fingers and gently pushing the soup cup forward, "Then you drink it." ”

The maid and Fu's mother were shocked at the same time.

After all, in the past, when this happened, Wen Rou would only pretend to drink the soup as if nothing happened, but now-

Who gave Wen Rou such a big confidence?

Fu Tingxiao on the side smiled faintly, as if he didn't want to meddle in this matter.

"Wen Soft, what are you doing here? You have to make some noise on Chinese New Year's Eve, right?"