Fu Ting fell off the horse in front of the sixth uncle1

Jian Ning calculated the time, carried the trash can, and called the old maid who lived in the side hall to clean up, "Grandma, the trash can in the backyard is full, and the smell is a bit big, you can take it outside and throw it away first." ”

Although the old maid was strange that one of Jian Ning's guests still paid attention to the Fu family's trash can, he also knew that the Fu family loved to be clean, so he hurriedly took it.

Jian Ning hooked her lower lip and called Fu Lian again to remind him that it was time to work.

Fu Shan packed up his things and went downstairs, and looked at the backyard, Fu Ting was still setting off fireworks with the Fu brothers, laughing and laughing.

Thinking of Fu Ting eating the fruit he cut while playing, the corners of his mouth hooked.

Just, a little happy.

Jian Ning and Fu Xiao walked out, and the old maid walked slowly in front with a few garbage bags.

"Teacher Lonely, Grandma looks struggling, I'll help her." Jian Ning ran over as she spoke, enthusiastically picking up the garbage for the old maid.

The old maid was willing to let the guests help with the work, and said that he would not agree to Jian Ning's help.

During the pull, Fu Lian had already walked in front of them, Jian Ning saw the opportunity, and deliberately pulled hard, the garbage bag was broken, and the fruit inside was scattered on the ground.

Jian Ning apologized while bending down to help clean up, and called softly, "Teacher Lonely, why does the fruit in here seem to have been cut by you?" ”

Fu Xiao glanced at it casually, and after seeing the fruits on the ground clearly, the already gentle outline of his face instantly turned into a frozen snow river.

The breath on his body was colder than ever, and the air around him seemed to cool down.

The old maid looked at him with some apprehension, "Sixth Young Master, are you okay?" ”

Fu Lian's eyebrows were cold, and he stared at the fruit on the ground for a long time, as if he had just found his voice, and his thin lips moved, "Where did you get it?" ”

The old maid thought that Fu Lonely was asking where the garbage came from, and replied honestly, "This is the trash can in the backyard." "Passion

When he saw the fruit, Fu Lonely recognized that he had cut it, but when he heard the answer from the old servant's mouth, he was still disappointed.

Fu Shan could still see Fu Ting's sincere smile when she took his fruit, she obviously didn't dislike him, but she turned her head and threw the fruit into the trash?

After the servant walked away, Jian Ning observed Fu Lone's overly silent face, and suddenly spoke, "Teacher Lonely, I can see it, isn't this the fruit you cut for Miss Fu, why did she throw it into the trash?" ”

What else could it be?

Probably still, disgusted.

Fu Xiao didn't speak, and walked out with his head down.

Jian Ning didn't let go of this opportunity, and followed him on the other side of the chatter, "Do you want me to help you ask what she means, maybe it was accidental." ”

Jian Ning seemed to be explaining Fu Ting, but he was beating Fu Ting to death.

After all, no matter how careless this is, it is impossible to accidentally throw it all in the trash.

Fu Lian had just counted, and every piece of fruit he cut was all in the trash can, and there was not a single one left.

"Don't tell her." As soon as Fu Lonely's footsteps stopped, he turned his face sideways, half of his face was hidden in the darkness, and he couldn't see his emotions.

If Fu Ting dislikes his profession like others, then what he did tonight was just to save face for him.

Fu Shan had no right to ask Fu Ting not to dislike him, and if he asked, she would be embarrassed.

Jian Ning calculated that it was impossible for Fu Ting to ask, unless Fu Ting was Fu Sing's peer to prove that she really didn't dislike it, just like Fu Ting, unless this is not true, so Fu Ting has to suffer this loss 100%.

"Don't be sad, Teacher Lonely, Miss Fu doesn't understand forensics, I'm afraid it's just to make you happy, it's normal for a delicate girl like her to be timid." Jian Ning gently soothed, but Fu Ning's anger was not comforted.