Chapter 88 Fang Xuyao

When the two walked together, Fang Xuyao looked particularly funny.

Especially with that expressionless face.

There is no comparison with Su Qingshan.

"I'm back." The old man said with relief, and then waved his hand: "Let's go, let's eat!" ”

Su Qingwu smiled at Fang Ying, even at home, she looked so dignified and holy in her home clothes. Beautiful eyes inadvertently skimmed upstairs.

Fang Ying pretended not to see.

"It's late to come back, grandpa." Fang Ying walked over to greet him: "Dad, second uncle, third uncle." ”

"It's a pity that you're not well yet, otherwise we will drink some tonight." Su Qingshan patted Fang Ying and said.

looks like his own son.

"Everybody's been waiting for you for a while, that's not right." After Fang Xuyao took his seat, he spoke slowly, but his voice was not as serious as Fang Ying remembered.

Fang Ying nodded.

"Hmph, you two stinky boys." Su Qingyun was making up the knife in the back, he was very dissatisfied with the fact that the two of them went to play games, and he was even more angry when he saw that Su Xiao did not come back today.

"You're still a stinky chess basket!" The old man glared at his youngest son dissatisfied, and his doting on his grandson was undoubtedly revealed.

"Go and call Qingxue for dinner." The old man said to Fang Ying.

He could ignore Su Qingwu's hints, but the old man spoke.

So, Fang Ying had to go upstairs and knock on the door of the room.

"It's time to eat." Fang Ying said to Qianying who was standing at the door, but he didn't expect the latter to wear a set of pajamas here.

It is the same style as Su Qingwu, but it is still two temperaments.

Su Qingxue nodded.

"Even if he sleeps here." Fang Ying couldn't help but say, "You don't have to sleep here. ”

"I'm going to call Dad." Su Qingxue said: "I'm just wearing it for you to see." ”

Then he closed the door unceremoniously.

Fool, Dad understands me, but he needs you to understand.

I want you to understand that I can be where Dad is.

I'm not coming back here because of my surname Sue.

Fang Ying poked his nose, but didn't understand what it meant. I didn't dare to go downstairs, so I could only stay at the door and wait.

Fortunately, Su Qingxue didn't dress up, just changed into the clothes she wore before and came out and went downstairs together.

Throughout the dinner, Su Qingshan was always talking and laughing there, and occasionally the old man asked Fang Xuyao to talk about things at work, which seemed to be happy.

Fang Ying was immersed in eating the rice bowl that the third aunt had filled for herself, and heard Su Qingshan say:

"Big brother, are there any other arrangements for coming here this year? Do you want to stay with your brother for a while? ”

"I'll just go back to the house in the suburbs." Fang Xuyao waved his hand and said slowly.

In the past, with the amount of alcohol he had, it was definitely no problem now, but Fang Ying looked up at his father, his bronzed face flushed a little, and he was already a little drunk.

"Can't go anywhere?" The old man blew his beard and glared at him and scolded: "You live here, stay with me." ”

"Okay, I'm not leaving." Fang Xuyao shrunk his neck and said.

"Xiaoying, you too, go home and spend more time with your grandparents and your father, it just so happens that your eldest sister is also at home, and you are not bored yourself." Su Qingshan's voice changed, and he said earnestly.

For a moment, time seemed to stand still.

Su Qingwu, who was pouring wine for the elders, glanced at her father inexplicably.

Fang Ying, who had originally lowered his head, obviously felt that Su Qingxue's eating movements on the left hand side stalled.

Before Fang Ying could say anything, the old man spoke first.

"Do you need to take care of the affairs of young people? My grandson goes out and loves as much as he wants! What is it like to stay at home all day with the old man! The old man was unhappy again, glaring at Su Qingshan angrily. fantasy

"Qingshan is right, you have just returned to China, and you should go home and stay with your grandparents for a few days." Fang Xuyao said.

Facing a table of elders, Fang Ying nodded, and had no objections.

"That's what I meant!" Su Qingshan echoed with a smile.

"You know what it means." Su Rui snorted coldly.

"Eat, eat, don't make noise!" The old lady also spoke, and everyone ended the topic.

——

"You're fat." Fang Ying pushed the door and entered Fang Xuyao's room, who squinted his half-drunk eyes and muttered.

"You've lost weight." Fang Ying said.

"Light snow gone?" Fang Xuyao asked.

"You go upstairs and she's gone."

"Good boy." Fang Chi sighed: "It's a hard life." ”

"Maybe." Fang Ying said.

For Su Qingxue, he has no dislike, and for Fang Xuyao, after he slowly figured it out in the past two days, he has no resentment. It's just that he always has inexplicable hostility towards Su Qingxue in Fang Xuyao's mouth or Fang Xuyao that Su Qingxue always said.

"Su Xiao is playing against you?" Fang Xuyao asked.

Fang Ying glanced at him in surprise: "Yes." ”

"Let's move back in the next few days."

"That's what he meant, and that's what you meant?" Fang Ying asked, a little disdain in his voice.

Su Qingshan's words were very abnormal, or rather, Su Qingshan's performance today was very abnormal.

"Does it matter if I mean it?" Fang Xuyao asked rhetorically, and seemed to be much sober: "The important thing is that you are not qualified to say what you mean. ”

Yes, Su Qingshan's words today obviously wanted to untie the connection between Su Qingxue and Fang Ying.

Everyone understood, the old man disagreed, but Fang Xuyao agreed.

But now that he thinks about it, Fang Xuyao has no way to disagree, after all, it is someone else's family and someone else's daughter. If Fang Xuyao really disagreed, he would not let Su Qingxue pick it up in person.

Fang Ying sighed, even though she had some opinions about Su Qingxue in every way, she was still the one who filled her heart.

"Light Snow's birthday is coming." Fang Xuyao said to himself.

Fang Ying nodded subconsciously.

"I heard Xiaorui say that you put the Gongsun family together?"

"Not really."

"It's not enough."

Fang Ying re-examined Fang Xuyao, which was not the same as the old-fashioned father in his mind.

"The boy of the Gongsun family likes light snow?"

Fang Ying nodded again.

"Aoyama seems to have an arrangement on Light Snow's birthday."

Fang Xuyao took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, skillfully lit one for himself, and took a deep breath.

"You still smoke?" Fang Ying asked.

But his father didn't pay attention.

"There's a lot you don't know yet." Fang Xuyao said: "No matter what, protect the light snow. ”

"It's almost the New Year." He continued.

Fang Ying looked at his father, who was both familiar and unfamiliar in front of him, and saw his unconcealable old look and half-drunk appearance, listening to his nonsensical and somewhat difficult words, he didn't know how to speak.

Father and son, one sitting on the bed, the other half leaning on the table, looked out the window silently.

There is no snow outside the window, this is not the winter day in Fang Ying's heart.

This was not the day Fang Ying wanted, after all, there were two less people in the house.