As soon as I hung up the phone, another call came in. Fu Po didn't even look at it and asked directly, "Sister Zhu, what else do you have to do?"

The other end of the phone was silent for a long time, Fu Po looked at his name, he was going to die, the note was "Old Man Lu", and quickly changed his words: "I'm sorry Grandpa Lu, I read it wrong." ”

"It's okay, it's okay, Xiaopo, come to my house for dinner at night, and burn the big pork knuckle you like to eat. Grandpa Lu said with a smile.

Pork knuckle?

Ever since Sister Zhu decided to lose weight, she has never seen such meat on the table at home. If she can't eat it, forget it, and don't allow Fu Qian to eat with Fu Po. It's simply not human.

"Okay, okay, I'll go. Fu Po's chick pecked the rice and nodded frantically. After a while of pleasantries, I hung up the phone.

Take a closer look at what you're wearing, this one is really not like it, and you can't stand the red lips and false eyelashes. Old Man Lu wants to see himself dressed like this, can't he faint in fright?

It was already four o'clock, and Fu Po could only rush all the way to the garage and back home.

How could this day and two days rush like a war.

At home, sister-in-law Zhang and sister-in-law are coaxing friends. This child was thrown away by his mother, only the nanny took it, and now he is crying a miserable one!

Seeing Fu Po coming back, Sister-in-law Zhang's eyes lit up. She knew that although Fu Po rarely took this younger brother, she really had a way of coaxing him: "Miss! Miss, what should I do if the little master cries and coaxes?"

Fu Po was in a hurry, and from a distance, the child was probably crying poor again: "You throw a wad of money into his arms and let him hold it!"

After saying this, he ran upstairs. After a while, there was no crying of children downstairs. Fu Po's trick is really useful, after all, she is a child of the Fu family, her Fu Po's own brother, can the money be coaxed?

It's so witty.

Wandering in the cloakroom, I finally found a little lively and fresh color in the middle of black, white, gray and brown. A goose yellow waist A-line dress, well-cut, looks lively and smart. Presumably the old man would like such a color.

My grandparents are gone, so I will coax Mr. Lu, and Fu Po will feel at ease in his own heart.

Fu Po wore a pair of small off-white leather shoes with a mid-heel.

There was only light makeup on his face, and his hair was tied into a high ponytail. From a distance, it looks like a high school student.

When I went downstairs and saw Sister-in-law Zhang who was smiling, Fu Po had time to say hello: "Sister-in-law Zhang, what's the matter, okay with my method?"

"Okay, well, or Miss has an idea. Sister-in-law Zhang saw that Fu Po was rarely dressed like this, and her eyes smiled, "Our young lady is so good-looking, it's better to dress up like this, delicate." ”

Sister-in-law Zhang brought her from a young age, and what she said was from the bottom of her heart, but it made Fu Po much happier than what her flattering classmates and subordinates said. Fu Po saw that it was still early, so he sat down and asked Sister-in-law Zhang, "Sister-in-law Zhang, I'm going to see Grandpa Lu, what do you think I'll bring with me?"

Hearing Grandpa Lu, Sister-in-law Zhang was surprised and delighted: "Okay, your Grandpa Lu likes to drink big red robes." Your dad has it in the cupboard in his study, go get it. ”

Sister-in-law Zhang is really assisted by her own family god, which is reliable. Taking advantage of Fu Qian's absence, Fu Po successfully stole it, and then went to the Lu Mansion with peace of mind. No, you can't go empty-handed!

Old Man Lu was waiting for Fu Po at the door again. This time she drove the car herself, and when Old Man Lu saw Fu Po wearing delicately today, he liked her even more: "Xiao Po, come on, come on, eat." ”

It's just six o'clock, and I don't know if Old Man Lu is standing here waiting at five o'clock, for fear that Fu Po will get lost in the community.

As soon as he walked into the living room, Fu Po paused. The familiar figure on the sofa, apart from Lu Mugang, who else could there be? Suddenly I had a premonition that the big pork knuckle would not be fragrant.

"It's still Xiaopo's caring!Lu Mugang, you dead boy, look at this big red robe!It's still Xiaopo's remembers that grandpa likes to drink!" Old Man Lu hugged the tea brought by Fu Po tightly, and looked at this grandson again, "If you can have half of your Xiaopo's sister!"

"Grandpa, grandpa, it's nothing, it's nothing. Fu Po only felt embarrassed and quickly interjected.

"Look at your little sister, I'm still talking for you!" Old Man Lu's angry beard was blown, and the man on the sofa was still unmoved, typing on the tablet.

Say too much and say more wrong. Fu Po decided to shut up, and was quietly led by Old Man Lu to the restaurant to sit down. Looking at the braised pig's trotters in front of her, she was about to drip down, but she kept reminding herself to be reserved, steady, and not to be hungry and grab it.

In this way, her expression became very contradictory, with a look of longing but helpless and aggrieved, and the heart of Old Man Lu watching from the side was about to break.

"Lu Mugang, get here!" Old Man Lu was angry and shouted, "Look at how scared your sister Fu Po! Come and make amends to others!"

What? Fu Po was confused. Looking at Lu Mugang's cold eyes that wanted to freeze her, she wanted to cry without tears. What is this? It's wrong to say it, and it's wrong not to say it!

Finally, when the three of them sat down, the domestic servant distributed chopsticks to open the table. At the banquet, Fu Po chatted with Old Man Lu as usual, and talked about how she went back to her grandfather's old house to have a look.

The two of them were deeply touched by what they said, and when they were immersed in it, Lu Mugang suddenly spoke: "Didn't your family educate you not to speak when you eat?"

Fu Po was very embarrassed.

"Shut up! If you don't want to eat, don't eat!" Old Man Lu angrily took a mouthful of rice and sprayed it on Lu Mugang's face.

Only then did he bow his head to eat.

Fu Po looked at him quietly and looked at him for a long time. What's the matter with this man? Don't you eat pork knuckle? Such lovely food!

If you don't eat it, I'll eat it!

Fu Po took a half-face-sized piece of his face and began to gnaw on it with joy. Old Man Lu watched Fu Po eat meat like a rare treasure: "Ouch Xiaopo, you slow down." ”

He instructed Lu Mugang to say, "Little rabbit cub, go and pour a glass of water for your little sister." ”

I could feel the atmosphere freeze for a moment, and the man on the other side slowly got up, walked to the bar on the side, picked up the cold water kettle and was just about to pour it.

A cold male voice came: "Cold or hot?"

At this time, Fu Po's mouth was being glued together by the oil on the pork knuckle, and the meat in his mouth puffed out his cheeks, and he really couldn't open his mouth. When Old Man Lu saw her like this, he began to scold his poor grandson again: "Don't you know if it's cold or hot!

Fu Po lowered his head to eat the meat, holding back a laugh and almost choking. Two crystal cups appeared in front of him, one cold and one hot, with two slices of lemon floating on the cold.

She picked up the glass of lemonade to relieve her greasyness. After two sips and tasted the taste, he reflexively whispered, "It's so bitter." ”

I felt ashamed, but fortunately, Mr. Lu didn't hear it behind his ears. She put down her cup and took a few more sips of the hot one, which washed away the bitterness.

"Where is the bitterness. Immersed in the joyful world of pork knuckle, the cold male voice on the other side slowly spoke, and Fu Po thought he had heard it wrong. Shaking his head, he continued to nibble on the meat.