Silence and coldness.

Back at the water pavilion in Xijialou, a burst of intertwined laughter was coming from the pavilion.

Then Forsythia rushed out of the pavilion with a cheerful voice, "It has to be Ye Shao, old lady, look, the fish in this blessed garden are afraid that they have become fine, and they all know to coax you and Ye Shao to be happy!" ”

"It's your sweet mouth!"

Old Madam Fu snorted and shouted again, "Why don't you take a fish basket quickly, if the fish that is so easy to take the bait tells you to let it go, be careful that I use you to wake up your spleen!" ”

"The old lady spared her life, and Forsythia knew that she was wrong."

Laughter and laughter, infinite joy.

It was rare for Wen Yabao to hear Fu Shiye's rare low smile from it.

It's very light, but it's a ease she's never seen when she's with him.

Fu Shiye and Fu Shiyun get along, it is not difficult to see that he attaches great importance to family affection.

Even if you lie, you have to calm your family's emotions and make them feel at ease.

There is no way to verify what impact the seven killings had on Fu Shiye.

The so-called seven killings are estimated to kill only people's hearts.

On the chessboard of Fuyuan, everyone is a chess piece.

She is, and so does Fu Shiye.

So who's just the one who is in charge of the game?

Who's playing chess?

Is it Mrs. Fu?

Or Fu Lao?

Or, in the shadow of a corner of this great blessed garden, the shadow of the light cannot be seen.

It can be any existence that wants to subvert Fuyuan.

Wen Yabao was in a trance, and the cool water hit his face before he came back to his senses.

Yuzhu didn't know when, he had already walked to the pavilion and held a small fish basket in his arms.

The thin water was brought out by the tail of the fish fluttering in the basket.

"What a fat osmanthus fish, the old lady has been busy all night, and she finally has some gains."

Yuzhu swung the fish basket in front of Wen Yabao.

A fresh osmanthus fish is struggling with its mouth open, and the fluttering water droplets are splashing everywhere.

"Ye Shao is really lucky, yes, catch another lobster. Tonight's supper is over, why don't the old lady ask the small kitchen to roll fish soup, sprinkle more white pepper, and drink a bowl of hot, spicy and spicy, so as not to make the air conditioner feel sad. ”

Forsythia pulls the lobster with teeth and claws on the hook, with a funny and frightened expression, funny like a clown.

The old lady laughed heartily, seeing that she liked her such grotesque.

After soaking in this deep house for a long time, people have become strange.

"Miss Wen has come back from shopping in the garden, then you can joke with the old lady, and Yuzhu and I will go to the kitchen to make some food and bring it over. The old lady tossed for a while, she must be hungry, you and Ye Shao accompany her to have some supper and then go back, okay? ”

Forsythia is straight and quick to speak, where did Wen Yabao refuse.

She threw a look of help at Fu Shiye, and Fu Shiye nodded lightly.

It can only be done.

Forsythia and Yuzhu leave with the fish basket in their arms.

The water pavilion with laughter and laughter fell silent.

Old Madam Fu beckoned to Wen Yabao, "Yabao, come over and talk to me." ”

Fu Shiye was not far away, and he was ordered to fish.

Wen Yabao carried the skirt like fire, walked to Mrs. Fu and sat down.

The well-behaved and docile protective color melts into the dark night.

"Have you seen the white girl?" Old Madam Fu asked with a meaning.

Wen Yabao nodded, the person was assigned by the old lady.

In Bai Yao's painting building, she also stayed long enough.

Now Wen Yabao didn't know how to answer this question for a while, so she could only say truthfully: "Her mood is not very good, and her mood is a little low." In her current state, if she doesn't go to a psychiatrist, Sheng Shao should also be by her side. ”

That's what she says.