The driver called her in the car: "Madam, Mr. Fu was invited to the Mid-Autumn Festival dinner, and asked me to take you to the old house." ”

Su Xiang knocked on the screen of his mobile phone, indicating that he understood.

She picked up Fu Ying, and there was still a Mid-Autumn Festival gift on the sofa to be sent to the Fu family, and Mother Song helped her carry it downstairs.

The driver stood beside the car and saw that Su Xiang was coming over and didn't go up to pick it up, so Mother Song glared at him fiercely and put the gift into the car seat.

The driver is an old man of the Fu family, he is very good at reading the direction of the wind, and knows that Su Xiang has no sense of existence in the Fu family, and he calls her Mrs. Fu, but in fact he doesn't regard her as Mrs. Fu.

Su Xiang doesn't like to cause trouble, so he won't care about this kind of thing.

The driver turned on the car and arrived at the Fu family's old house in about 20 minutes.

Su Xiang got out of the car, and the maid of the old mansion came out to greet the little master, and Su Xiang went in with a gift.

The Fu family is grand, and there is no shortage of door-to-door visits during the New Year's holidays, not to mention those relatives, but because the old man Fu is seriously ill and has to recuperate, he has refused to visit those guests in recent years.

And those celebrities and merchants who had dealings with the Fu family also directly invited the people of the Fu family to go out for dinner and parties.

The huge villa of the Fu family seems empty, the yard is full of flowers, and the leaves are green, but it looks lonely because of the lack of popularity.

Walked through the garden, entered the main house, and in the living room, only Fu Zhengnan and his wife were there.

Mrs. Zhuo Ya, Fu Zhengnan's wife, Fu Hanchuan's mother, sat on the sofa, already holding her little grandson and teasing.

On weekdays, on weekends, Fu Hanchuan takes his wife and son back to the old house for dinner, so Fu Ying is no stranger to this still young grandmother, shouting "milk" in a milky voice, and playing with the accessories on Mrs. Zhuoya's clothes with her little hands.

Mrs. Zoya has always been serious and dignified, but she is very gentle in front of this little grandson. She was not at all annoyed that her grandson would scratch her clothes, but smiled and said, "You like this bead too, don't you?"

"Yes—" Fu Ying spoke clearly, squinted his eyes with a smile, and leaned up to taste the taste of the beads.

Su Xiang bought Panax notoginseng powder, and she deliberately stared at them in the Chinese medicine store to polish it. Nowadays, we pay attention to health preservation, Panax notoginseng powder raw powder invigorates blood stasis, cooked powder nourishes blood and nourishes beauty, and it is more popular than Ganoderma lucidum in the past two years.

People like the Fu family don't have any good things, and others rush to deliver them, but they are all turned away.

Su Xiang didn't have parents to teach her what gifts to give during the holidays, but she just gave whatever supplements worked well.

The principal of the school for the deaf and dumb said that after eating Panax notoginseng powder for seven or eight months, the pigmentation on her face had lightened a lot, so she bought a few boxes this time.

Su Xiang put the gift box on the coffee table and gestured to Mrs. Zhuoya.

- Mom, I bought you Panax notoginseng powder, I heard that the effect is very good, you can try it.

Mrs. Zhuoya didn't even look at her, and continued to play with her little grandson: "See what grandma bought you this time?"

Mrs. Zoya glanced at the servant on the side, and the servant immediately went to fetch the thing, which was a complete set of Lego toys.

It's too early to play with this toy at Fu Ying's age, but Mrs. Zhuoya loves her grandson and can't wait for the whole world to move to him.

Su Xiang smiled, and then turned his head to look at Fu Zhengnan, who was sitting on the sofa on the other side reading the newspaper.