Mother Song was stunned, how could she ask the yew question properly.

She glanced at the trellis, pointed to the three small saplings that were connected, and said, "Well, that's it." ”

Fu Ying looked there, took a few steps forward, and grabbed a few thin leaves with his little hands.

"This tree is so ugly. ”

What did you say about planting a tree for him, and it turned out to be such an ugly tree, hum!

Fu Ying only glanced at it, then turned his head and walked back with a kick.

Mother Song glanced at his back, and then looked at the trees on the flower stand, how awkward this child was today.

However, when I think about these trees, I bought them when my wife was there.

Mother Song saw that the soil was a little dry, and went over to pour some water.

Fu Hanchuan came back a little late in the evening, Fu Ying finished last night, and tinkered with things while watching TV in the living room, and the carpet under the sofa was full of his things.

Fu Hanchuan was eating dinner alone, and Mother Song brought out the other dishes, and said in a chattering voice: "The little master has already eaten, but he may not have an appetite today, so he hasn't eaten a few bites." ”

"Sir, would you like to call him over for a few more bites?"

Fu Hanchuan glanced up in the direction of the living room and asked, "What did he do today?"

"I didn't do anything, I just didn't look energetic. Maybe I'm not happy with my classmates at school. ”

This is Mr. Wu's original words, and Song's mother said it.

At this time, Fu Ying came over with the plane and said to Fu Hanchuan: "Dad, can you help me unscrew this?"

The little guy lifted the plane high and pointed at the propeller.

Fu Hanchuan glanced at it and recognized that this was a birthday gift from Su Xiang to Fu Ying. His eyes moved slightly, and he said lightly: "What are you doing when it's broken?"

Fu Ying hung his little head, not letting his father see what he was thinking, and pushed the propeller with his fingers and said, "I want to play." ”

"Don't you have another plane?"

Fu Ying was suddenly blocked, and said stubbornly: "But I just want to play this." ”

Fu Hanchuan pursed his lips and stared at him, the little guy's eyes flickered, and he turned around to leave: "Forget it, I don't want you to get it." ”

Before Fu Hanchuan ran away, he grabbed his arm and said, "Mother Song said you didn't eat, sit down and eat more." ”

Fu Ying looked up at him: "But I'm full." ”

Fu Hanchuan ignored his "but" and told Song's mother to go and get a pair of bowls and chopsticks, Fu Ying had to put the plane on the table first, and then hold the bowl and look at Fu Hanchuan from the edge of the bowl: "Dad, in fact, you want me to eat with you, right?"

It's boring to eat alone, and Dad must be bored eating.

Fu Hanchuan glared at him: "Where is so much nonsense." Eat, and don't talk again. ”

Fu Ying pursed his lips and pulled the rice into his mouth, still thinking about the tofu that he hadn't eaten at noon.

After dinner, Fu Hanchuan habitually walked to the study, Fu Ying followed behind his ass with the plane, and when Fu Hanchuan was about to close the door, the little guy looked at him blankly: "Dad, you help me fix it." ”

Fu Hanchuan glanced at the dilapidated plane, and the wheels on the turf were still stained with sticky mud.

He exhaled heavily, held it up with one hand, and put his finger on the propeller and turned it hard, and the propeller whirred and turned, only to stop in a few seconds.

He took the plane, didn't go to the study again, walked to the living room outside, sat down on the sofa, Fu Ying knelt on his lap, stretched his neck to look at him: "Dad, can it be fixed?"

"Go get a screwdriver. ”

When the little guy heard this, he immediately ran to find Mother Song to ask for something.

After a while, the little guy ran over with a screwdriver: "Dad." ”

Fu Hanchuan took the screwdriver, looked up and down, left and right, found an interface and screwed it, Fu Ying pouted and looked at it seriously, and he carefully placed every part he removed on the carpet.

Fu Hanchuan glanced at him and asked, "Did you fight at school today?"

Fu Ying grabbed the removed door and buckled it on his fingers, and said, "I didn't fight." ”

Fu Hanchuan handed him another piece of parts, Fu Ying took it, and Fu Hanchuan said, "Teacher Wu said that you were in a bad mood today, what's wrong?"

Fu Ying's mouth tightened suddenly.

They didn't let him know that the man was coming to him, and they were secretly talking outside, so he didn't tell them that he had already met the man.

"Hmm, why don't you say it?"

Fu Ying stood up: "Oops, I'm tired." ”

"Song Mom, Song Mom, I want to take a bath. The little one laid his things out on the carpet and ran away.

Fu Hanchuan lowered his eyes and looked at the debris on the ground, and glanced in the direction where the little guy ran away, his expression became dark.

Fu Ying, he must have seen Su Xiang.

The corners of his lips were slightly hooked, and he looked at the remaining half of the airplane shell in his hand, so that she could meet her face-to-face......

……

Xiangyuan.

After Su Xiang came back from school, she was very depressed, she was locked in the studio alone for a long time, and the maid didn't dare to go in and disturb her.

When Qi Lingyang came back, Zhang's mother said, and Qi Lingyang said, "I'll go and see." ”

He knocked on the door, but there was no movement inside, and he pushed it open.

Su Xiang sat on the chair in a daze, and when Pearl saw him coming in, he threw away his paintbrush and ran over: "Ba ......"

Qi Lingyang hugged her, kissed her, and then turned his head to look at Su Xiang.

She didn't react at all, her thin body nestled in her chair, motionless.

The room was full of her depressed mood, even Little Pearl felt it, and the color of the paintings on the scraps of paper was gray.

Qi Lingyang hugged the pearl and shook it: "What did mom do in the afternoon?"

Little Pearl pointed at Su Xiang: "Ma Ma ......"

She pouted and made an unhappy expression, then nestled in his chest, indicating that she wasn't happy either.

Qi Lingyang patted it lightly to appease, and walked to the door and called Zhang's mother: "You look at the little lady for a while, and give her some juice first." ”

"Yes, sir. Zhang's mother took the child over, and Qi Lingyang walked back.

He turned Su Xiang's swivel chair around, looked into her eyes and asked, "Did you see Fu Win?"

Zhang's mother told him before that the tofu in the lunch box she brought back was stained with dust, as if it had been overturned.

Su Xiang raised his eyes, his eyes were red, and his face was pale, as if he had received a major blow.

Qi Lingyang touched the corners of her eyes and said, "I guess." ”

"Is that the kid refusing to recognize you?"

Su Xiang rubbed his face with both hands, and said in frustration, "How do you know?"

Qi Lingyang smiled lightly and held her hands in the palms of her hands. "From my personal experience, it's really hard to accept someone who has abandoned him," he said. ”

Su Xiang was anxious all of a sudden: "I don't have ......"

"I know you don't, and you know you don't. But Su Xiang, you haven't met in the past few years, and you don't know how the people around him will explain to him why you left him. ”

Su Xiang opened his mouth and fell silent.

Before that, of course, she had thought about it.

But when she really faced it, she found that it was really hard for her to bear.

Every time I think of Fu Ying's hateful eyes towards her, my heart is like a knife.

Qi Lingyang sighed lightly, pulled her up, walked to a set of resting sofas by the wall, pressed her shoulders to make her sit down, and then poured a glass of water and handed it to her.

"You haven't drunk much water today, have you?"

Su Xiang licked his somewhat dry lips, took the cup and took a sip.

Qi Lingyang sat down next to her and said, "Let's not talk about anything else, when you left the Fu family before, there was a sense of unease in his heart. And then for the next three years, you don't show up again, of course he will think that you don't want him anymore. ”

Su Xiang silently held the water cup, remembering the last birthday for Fu Ying, the little guy was so happy.

And when she left, she was so embarrassed that she didn't even dare to say goodbye.

Qi Lingyang rubbed her hair comfortingly: "He's still a child, you have to give him time to take his time." ”

"At the very least, you've seen him. ”

"And...... The time between you and him is not too long, and many things can be made up. ”

Su Xiang nodded silently: "I know ......"

She looked up at him: "Ling Yang, when Fu Zhengnan came to you, how long did it take for you to accept him?"

Qi Lingyang looked at the opposite wall in a daze, and after a while, he avoided the question and said, "Su Xiang, in fact, I don't have too deep obsession with the matter of parental affection. ”

Growing up alone in the Qi family, when he became an adult, Fu Zhengnan came to him to go back, not to find his son who was outcast, but for the benefit of the Fu family.

With such family affection, what does he care about?

He turned his head, took Su Xiang's hand and put it in his palm, and said, "You are different from them." You and Fu Ying were forced to separate. You never stop thinking about him. ”

He looked at Su Xiang, and in his quiet eyes was the gentle appearance of her eyebrows and eyes.

He said: "Su Xiang, I don't have too much obsession with the matter of parental affection, but I ...... you."

He clenched her fingers, and Su Xiang looked down to see him holding his hand tightly in his palm.

She opened her mouth, and was about to say something, Qi Lingyang let go of her hand, he smiled at her and said, "Okay, a person has been drilling the tip of the bull's horn for so long, and his stomach should be hungry, so go out for dinner first." Only when you have enough spirit can you have the strength to fight a war of attrition with him. ”

He pushed her towards the door, palm against her vest, gaze down.

He doesn't care about anything else, family affection, money, he doesn't care, only her, is the obsession he wants.

What he wanted was a home with her.

He was taken away once, and he knew that feeling too well, so this time, he would definitely not be easily taken away again!

……

The next day.

Su Xiang took time out when it was close to noon, and made a new Japanese tofu and sent it to school.

This time, the security guard looked at the lunch box she handed over, and her expression was still not so good-looking, but this time she accepted it, registered the class name like other parents, and called the students to pick it up at noon.

In the school cafeteria, Fu Ying opened the lid of the bento box, and inside was steaming tofu, and the little guy sat there sullenly in front of the tofu.

He was also opening his lunch box to the other little boy at the table, glanced at Fu Ying's, and asked in a strange voice, "Fu Ying, who sent you here?"

"You don't have a mother to bring you food, is it the little stepmother of your family?"

Chang Yan often comes to pick up Fu Ying from school, many people have seen it, and the children in the class think that it is Fu Ying's stepmother.

Fu Ying was annoyed all of a sudden, stood up and flipped the boy's lunch box to the ground: "You don't have a mother!"

The boy looked at the food that had been turned over the floor, and glared at Fu Ying angrily: "You knocked over my lunch, I have to tell the teacher to go!"

Fu Ying is a little bully-like existence in the class, and he doesn't dare to go up and fight with him if he provokes him. And if the teacher knows about the fight at school, he will be punished for sweeping the classroom.

Fu Ying snorted: "Go ahead, go ahead, I'm not afraid of you, sue the ghost!"

Fu Ying was sued by his classmates a lot, he was not afraid of itching when he had lice, and the teacher didn't treat him well.

The boy was stared at by the eyes that looked around, snorted heavily, and muttered, "I don't want to, but I will definitely tell the teacher." ”

However, he picked up the lunch from the school and changed the table to eat, and no one picked up the lunch box on the ground.

Fu Ying lost his temper, and all the children around him silently changed seats with their lunch boxes. There was only Fu Ying left, occupying a four-person table alone.

Lian Liang led his lunch box from the window to the big dining room, and only Fu Ying's table was the most conspicuous.

She walked over: "Fu Ying, can I sit down?"

The little boy who had been lifted into the lunch box shouted at her: "Lian Liang, don't sit with him, he will knock over your lunch." ”

Fu Ying's chopsticks were clutched tightly, obviously getting more angry.

Lian Liang turned his head to look at them, sat down diagonally opposite Fu Ying, and ate silently.

Fu Ying glanced at her, Lian Liang had food in his mouth, and said vaguely: "Are you going to drive me away?"

Fu Ying pushed the bento box in front of him forward, Lian Liang glanced at the tofu inside, and was not polite to him, dug a spoonful and chewed it in his mouth, his eyes lit up: "Wow, Fu Ying, this is delicious." ”

Fu Ying also ate a spoonful himself, but his head hung low, as if he didn't want people to see his expression.

He felt that this taste was a little bit delicious.

After that, the two children even finished the soup and rice.

During the lunch break, Fu Ying sat under a pine tree with his chin propped up in a daze, and Lian Liang walked over and handed him a bottle of Wahaha.

"You invite me to eat your mother's cooking, and I invite you to drink yogurt. ”

Fu Ying was stunned and said fiercely: "Who said that my mother did it!"

Lian Liang glanced at him, gave him a "I know" expression, she sat down, stabbed the tin foil with a straw, and said, "The one who came yesterday is actually your mother, right?"

Fu Ying snorted, Lian Liang saw that he was holding the yogurt and didn't drink it, so he gave him his own, took his own again, stabbed the tin foil again, took a sip, and narrowed his eyes with satisfaction.

She said, "I saw you crying, so she must be your mother." ”

Fu Ying sucked the yogurt, and for a while he pulled the dead grass on the lawn, neither admitting nor denying it.

Lian Liang sighed softly and said, "Your mother came to you, that's fine." ”

"I don't even know who my mom is. For the first time, the little girl told outsiders about sadness, and she swirled a piece of grass around her fingertips.

Fu Ying looked at her in astonishment: "Don't you have a mother?"

That day, her mother also invited him to eat KFC.

Lian Liang said: "I brought it from her, but she is still my mother." ”

Fu Ying's small mouth opened into an "O" shape, but the little girl laughed, her eyebrows and eyes crooked: "My mother is very good to me, so I am not unhappy." ”

"Don't look at me like that. ”

The yogurt was sandwiched between her knees, and the little girl could drink it as soon as she lowered her head, which freed her hands.

She plucked two dog's tail grass that grew under the pine tree, made a circle respectively, and inserted two straw poles into the circle, carrying and pulling them, like pulling an erhu.

"Look, this is an erhu, isn't it fun?"

Fu Ying looked at her, two grasses could play so happily, he felt that she was a little stupid.

But the little girl handed him the grass erhu and said, "Give it to your mother, thank her for inviting me to dinner." ”

Fu Ying carried the grass, and the little girl said, "Don't be angry with her, there must be a reason why she left you." ”

As soon as she talked about the reason, Fu Ying remembered what she saw in the educational institution, she was holding another child and going to send her to class!

He threw the grass erhu on the ground and snorted heavily: "She has other children, so I don't want to forgive her!"

The little one got up and ran as fast as he could.

After school that day, Su Xiang sat in the car and watched Fu Ying being picked up by the Fu family. He didn't have the lunch box in his hand, and her eyes sank.

When the parents were almost gone, she walked to the security room: "Master, please return the lunch I sent." ”

The security guard looked at her, turned and handed her the box through the window.

Su Xiang was already prepared, and when she held the box in her hand, she frowned slightly, and then her eyebrows stretched.

She opened the lid of the box, which had been washed and contained two grass rings connected together.

Facing the lunch box with the grass ring, Su Xiang wanted to cry and laugh at that moment.

……

After going back, Su Xiang cherished the grass ring given to her by Fu Ying in a box, and for the next few days, she sent lunch to the school, changing every day, and when she went to take it back at night, the lunch box was empty.

On Saturday, when school was closed, Su Xiang felt empty and had no energy all day, but fortunately she still remembered to make an appointment with Pillow Garden.

In the evening, she packed up the prepared Japanese tofu and drove over by herself.

Qi Lingyang had just taken office in Qi's family, and he was busy during this time, often working overtime, and the lights in the study at home at night were not turned off until the second half of the night.

He didn't worry about Su Xiang going over alone, so he called from the company: "I'd better go with you, you wait a while." ”

Su Xiang paid attention to the road conditions and said, "No need, why do people also open restaurants, there will be nothing wrong." ”

"And I'm just going to ask some questions, not to kick the gym. ”

At this time, Qi Lingyang was in the corridor of the conference room, he glanced inside, and the conference room was full of people sitting. He said, "Okay, call me if you have something." ”

"Well, hang up. ”

Su Xiang took off the Bluetooth headset and turned on a three-way road in front.

It was less than a month after returning to Beicheng, and the trees on both sides of the road looked bleak under the street lamps, the shadows of the trees were sufficient, and there were few pedestrians on the road, which gave people a gloomy feeling.

Su Xiang touched the Buddhist beads on his neck, took a deep breath, and turned on the car music to strengthen his courage.

After a few songs, the car stopped at the Pillow Garden.

The second time he came, Su Xiang became familiar with this garden, and walked along a bluestone road inside, the landscape lights on the ground emitted orange lights, and the monotonous footsteps sounded in this quiet space, accompanied by the rustle of leaves blown by the wind.

The huge main house in front was brightly lit and the door was open.

The deputy standing at the door saw Su Xiang and came up and said, "Miss Su?"

Su Xiang showed his reservation number and said with a slight smile: "Yes, it's me." ”

The deputy glanced at her, and after confirming her reservation number, he made a gesture of please with his hand inside: "Miss Su, please inside." ”

After entering the inner hall, Su Xiang went directly to the restaurant. The deputy followed behind her, and said with some curiosity: "Miss Su is alone?"

Su Xiang turned his head and smiled at him, "Yes." ”

She put the thermos box she was carrying on the dining table and said, "Please serve the food." ”

The deputy glanced at the thermos box on the dining table, only to feel a little strange, but didn't say anything more, and went in to inform.

After a while, those dishes were served, and there was Japanese tofu that Su Xiang specially ordered.

The man glanced at Su Xiang, put the dishes on the table one by one, said "Please use it slowly", and was about to turn around and leave.

Su Xiang said loudly: "Please wait a minute." ”

The man glanced at her: "Miss Su, what else is going on?"

I saw Su Xiang open the lid of the lunch box she brought, and it was also the same Japanese tofu inside, but the one she made was not as fresh as the one that had just come out of the pot.

Su Xiang said: "Mr. Yan, I don't know which one of the Japanese tofu you made and the one I made tasted better?"

……

At the Fu family's dining table, Fu Ying stretched out his arm to pick up vegetables, and said as if unintentionally: "Dad, I want to go home by myself from next week." ”

"Huh?" Fu Hanchuan glanced up at him, lowered his eyes again, and ate indifferently, "No." ”

Fu Ying was a little anxious: "Why can't I go home by myself?"

"For your personal safety. ”

Fu Ying was still wearing a taekwondo uniform, and he deliberately didn't change it.

The little guy straightened his chest: "I learned taekwondo, and my taekwondo is the best in the martial arts gym." I can protect myself. ”

Fu Hanchuan glanced at him: "Just your little arms and legs?"

Fu Ying was immediately unconvinced: "Dad, Wang Xiaoming also went home by herself, and Lian Liang, she is a girl and goes to school by herself, am I not even as good as a girl?"

Fu Hanchuan stared at him, Fu Ying shrank under his gaze, and muttered, "Anyway, I just want to go home by myself." ”

"Don't you think it's majestic to have a car every day?"

The vast majority of students in the school are picked up and dropped off by their parents, and only a few children go to and from school on their own. However, as soon as the Fu family's luxury car stopped at the school gate, those who knew the goods could see that the car was low-key and luxurious.

Fu Ying scratched his ears and cheeks, rolled his eyes, and said confidently: "Now I think that the child who can go home by himself is called majestic!"

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