She cried and said, "Hua'er is not married, and she will be by her grandfather's side in the future." ”

The old man stretched out his hands and touched her head, and shouted excitedly: "Silly child, how many years can grandpa accompany you, you always have someone by your side to accompany you." ”

"Grandpa, let's go goodbye, when will Hua'er see you again."

"When you negotiate the marriage, grandpa will take the disciples to drink your wedding wine, won't you see you right away?"

The woman burst into tears and laughed, "I hate it, grandpa actually made fun of Hua'er." ”

"Okay, send Sun Qianli, I have to say goodbye in the end, I hope my grandson's husband will be diligent and fast, and the wedding card will arrive the next day."

Fu Muhibiscus, who couldn't hide his smile, bent down humbly and said with a smile: "Follow my grandfather's orders." ”

"Master, you're too anxious." Yun Xiaoyou laughed and said: "If you let them stumble here again, I'm afraid you won't be able to hold your great-grandson in the year after." ”

"That's right, let's go."

The grandfather, who was still reluctant, changed his attitude in an instant, urging them to set off, as if he was afraid that the opportunity would be delayed and his granddaughter would not be able to marry.

Shun Hua and Fu Mujian, who couldn't smile bitterly, sat on the white boat and went to Jiangyuan Lake, planning to meet Fu Muhibiscus's father and discuss the relationship between the two people.

*

A few days later, Fu Mujin helped Shunhua get out of the carriage, and the medicine house was close in front of him, but someone was timid.

She remembered the poisonous oath she had made, and she felt a little uneasy in her heart, always feeling that something would happen.

"Brother Yan, what's wrong with you?"

"What kind of man is your father?"

Fu Mu Jinyun replied with sixteen words lightly.

"Bright, upright, open-minded, reasonable."

"That's good, that's good."

"Don't worry, he will definitely like Brother Yan too."

Fu Mujin pulled Shunhua, who was smiling like a flower, into the door, and suddenly, a bamboo plug smashed to the ground and scattered jade bamboo.

Fu Xing, who was over half a hundred years old, watched in surprise as his son brought a 'man' back.

"Daddy."

Fu Mujian's voice woke up the stunned Fu Xing.

"Are you really my son?"

"Dad, what are you talking about, of course Hibiscus is your son." Fu Mujin chuckled.

Fu Xing looked at his son in disbelief, not only did he not wear a hat when he went out, but he also had spring on the corner of his mouth and joy on his eyebrows.

It's like a different person.

He frowned slightly, and said with a serious expression: "What's the matter, come in and talk about it." ”

Shunhua looked at Fu Xing's melancholy back and couldn't help but be a little worried.

On the contrary, Fu Mujin turned around disapprovingly, looked at her with a gentle face, and said softly:

"Brother Yan, Daddy told us to go in."

Shunhua's cheeks turned red suddenly, and before he passed the door, he shouted so affectionately in front of the elders, his father must be...

Sure enough, Fu's father's facial features behind Fu Mujin stiffened like chayote, staring at Shun Hua in a cold sweat.

"This... It's inconvenient to stand outside, so let's hurry in, Uncle bothered me. ”

"Hmph." Fu Xing snorted coldly, turned around and entered the house.

Fu Mujin happily pulled Shunhua to sit down, and couldn't wait to tell his father about their private lifelong affairs.

"Dad, I want to marry Brother Yan."

As soon as the words fell, the shocked Fu Xing splashed a tepid cup of chrysanthemum tea on Shunhua's face, and scolded: "You bastard, the good son of Fu who has worked so hard to raise is actually going to let your pig arch." ”

"Sir, don't, don't."

Fortunately, Yidao, who had just come back from collecting medicine, grabbed him, otherwise Fu Xing would have raised his hand to beat someone.

"Childe, little fat man, why did you come back together?"

"I have something to talk to Daddy."

Fu Mujin hurriedly raised his hand to block in front of Shunhua, for fear that Fu Xing's outstretched fists and kicks would really fall.

Shunhua was stunned and there were still two dried chrysanthemums hanging on his forehead, everything happened too fast, and he couldn't react.

Fu Mujian, a big liar, didn't he say that his father was a fair-minded, upright, open-minded, and reasonable person?

What kind of door is a sneak attack, is it just?

If you don't ask the reason for scolding people as pigs, what kind of humble and reasonable person is it?

"Brother Fu is a liar."

Fu Mujin was stunned, looked back at Shunhua's face full of tea, embarrassed look, and said distressedly: "Brother Yan, are you okay?" ”

"Yes." Shunhua stood up low, "The host pours tea for the guests, if it is hot tea, it means that the two can talk about each other, and then drink it when the tea is warm, if it is cold tea sent, it means that he does not like this person, and he wants to retreat despite the difficulty, and the tea sent by the uncle is just tepid, and the tea temperature is just the entrance, I want to leave after drinking, and the uncle does not plan to leave a message for a long time here, right?" ”

Hearing this, Fu Xing looked at those clear eyes in surprise and calmed down.

"Sit down, all of you, for the Father has something to speak to you."

Fu Mujin grabbed Shunhua's hand, for fear that he would not be able to grasp her tightly and let her go.

"Yidao, bring the portrait."

"Portrait?"

Fu Mujian frowned slightly, glanced at Yidao, and Yidao, who was weak-hearted, hurriedly turned around and went to take the picture scroll on the shelf.

"Hurry up and get it."

Fu Xing took the scroll and spread it on the table in a chic manner, and a picture of a small jasper and a beautiful woman with a closed moon and shy flowers came into view.

"Who is this person?" Fu Mujin looked dazed.

Fu Xing raised his eyes coldly and shouted:

"Yidao, why don't you hurry up and tell Mu Hibiscus who the woman in this painting is?"

"Yes, sir." Yidao straightened his waist and said in one breath: "This woman's name is Fang Xiaoyun, twenty-eight years old, a person from Jiangyuan Lake, the daughter of the master's world friend, you just set a marriage with your son on the seventh day of the first month of last month, and the marriage book has just come down, so I will wait for you to come back and sign the marriage." ”

Hearing this, the two of them were like being poured with a plate of cold water.

"Are you married?"

Shunhua sneered unconsciously and pursed her lips bitterly.

"Brother Yan, you listen to Fu's explanation, Fu really doesn't know about this matter at all."

Fu Mujian grabbed her shoulder and explained anxiously.

"It's all my father's own doing."

"Presumptuous." Fu Xing scolded loudly: "The marriage event is the words of the matchmaker of the parents' orders, but now that the marriage book has been issued, this family affair has already become a foregone conclusion, do you want to withdraw from the marriage for your father?" How do you deal with yourself if you let the young lady of the Fang family carry the reputation of being divorced? ”

Fu Xing's words were like the bells of the temple, knocking into Shunhua's heart one by one.

Yes, she knows best how difficult the situation of the divorced woman is.

Is she going to rob an engaged man as her husband?

What is the difference between doing this and what Yan Rubing did at the beginning?

She looked at Fu Mujian with tears in her eyes, gritted her teeth and rushed out.

"Where are you going!"

The stunned Fu Xing hurriedly called his son, only to see him looking at him helplessly, gritting his teeth and saying, "Dad, you are so ruthless." ”

As soon as the words fell, Fu Mujin rushed out without looking back.

Yidao hurriedly said: "Master, Yidao will go and chase the young master back immediately, you wait first, drink chrysanthemum tea, get off the fire, wait for me, young master..."

Fu Xing, who rushed out of the medicine house, couldn't find any trace of Shunhua when he looked around, subconsciously looked in the direction of the bolted carriage, and found that the carriage was still there, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"The carriage is still there, Brother Yan shouldn't be able to go far."

"Young Master." A rice behind him chased after him, "You go back first, the master is really angry, you don't know, the old man is so scary when he is angry, you go back and admit your mistake first, the little fat man is such a big person, it will be fine, besides, why should you anger the master for an outsider." ”

Fu Mujin retorted sharply: "Brother Yan, she is not an outsider!" ”

Yidao was a little frightened, he had never seen his son-in-law so angry.

"Okay, okay, it's not an outsider, otherwise, you go and coax the master, and Yidao will help you coax the little fat man back." The little scholar said seriously.

Fu Mujin pursed her lips slightly, her eyes were red, and she said excitedly: "Yidao, a lot of things have happened between me and Brother Yan, she is a person who is willing to give up her life in order to save me, in this life, I have to her, the fish may be out of water, but I can't be without Brother Yan." ”

His words made Yidao stunned in place, and when he saw Childe again, the look in his eyes and the affection at this moment reminded him that Childe had changed.

I don't know once upon a time, Childe was moved and understood.

"Yidao understands, then Yidao will go back to help Gongzi stabilize the master, you go to find the little fat man." The little scholar looked at him earnestly.

"Thanks, Ichina."

Hearing this, the white-clothed figure in front of him turned around in a dashing manner, rushed out, and disappeared at the end of the little scholar's sight.

*

At that time, the sky was dark, and Fu Xing sat in front of a table of feasts, holding his head with his fists and drowsy, his stomach ringing non-stop.

A cool breeze blew and blew out the fire on the candlestick.

Fu Xing was surprised: "Hibiscus, hibiscus is back?" ”

The little scholar stepped forward slowly, lit the candlestick with the fireflies on the lantern, and whispered back: "Go back to the master, son... Haven't come back yet. ”

"Bastard, go out and come back?" Fu Xing, who was furious, said angrily: "For the sake of a man, he won't even go home, what does it look like." ”

"Master, be careful of your body, Yidao thought, Gongzi is also worried about the safety of Gongzi Yan, so he will go out to find 'him', and when they find it, they will come back."

"Still looking." Fu Xing slapped the table vigorously, the dishes on the entire plate bounced, and said angrily, "What time is this?" He is married to someone, and he used to be afraid that he would suffer if he was a wooden person, but now it is better, he has an angular temperament, and he is a thorn in anyone he touches. ”

The little scholar swallowed, embarrassed to speak.

Master, it seems that Childe is only like this for you.

"Master, although the marriage book is down, but the son has not yet been named, it shouldn't be considered a marriage, right?" The little scholar helped him hammer his shoulders and play a round game.

"Presumptuous, the marriage I negotiated with Master Fang, even if the marriage book has not yet been named, it can be regarded as a solid seat, and he cannot be allowed to return it."

Hearing this, the little scholar turned around and muttered: "Actually, the marriage is not the son's decision, if you have the ability, you should marry." ”

"What did you just say?" Master Fu's voice sounded coldly.

"No, Ichidao didn't speak." The little scholar pretended to be surprised and said, "Oh, master, you have a few more white hairs on the top of your head, let Yidao help you pull them out." ”

"Really?" Fu Xing raised his eyebrows in surprise, patted off Yidao's hand, and said, "Don't pull it out, go find some black soybeans to soak in the vinegar vat, make some black soybean paste in a few days, and dye it black." ”

"Yes, Ichidao will go right away."

The little scholar turned around and went into the kitchen, leaving the nameless Master Fu behind.

At this time, the door of the medicine house was opened, and Fu Mujian, who had lost his soul, ran back.

Fu Xing raised his eyes in surprise and stood up, and suddenly, he collected the joy in his eyes, and coughed slightly: "Finally willing to come back?" Just know what you're wrong and sit down to eat. ”

Fu Mujin didn't answer, he looked around the house, and asked Fu Xing nervously: "Dad, has Brother Yan ever been back?" ”

"Nope." Fu Xing sat down, his face was terrifyingly dark, and he asked coldly, "Brother Yan, Brother Yan, do you really have my father in your eyes?" ”

"Why do you say this, you gave birth to me and raised me, naturally my father." Fu Mujian replied in a dull voice.

"Since you still recognize me as a father, you can sit down for me to eat, don't look for him, okay?" Fu Xing said excitedly.

Fu Mujin slowly walked to the door, his back was sad, and he said softly:

"Dad, Brother Yan is my heart, can you tell me, if people don't get their hearts back, how can they live?"

Seeing that his son was leaving, Fu Xing sighed deeply and said coldly: "Come back, I promise you." ”