The opening on Fu Tao's hand was neither long nor short, and the moment Aunt Jin pressed the alcohol-stained cotton swab on the wound, Fu Tao couldn't help but gasp.

Aunt Jin glanced up at her, "What, now you know it hurts?" Why didn't I know a little bit about my heart just now? ”

Although she was like this, the movements of her hands were a little lighter, her mouth was slightly pursed, and she blew into the wound, "Why don't you know that let me come, you thin skin and tender flesh, are cut so long, doesn't it hurt?" ”

"Of course it hurts," Fu Wei replied aggrievedly, she moved her hand to accept it, "I'm not afraid of bothering Aunt Jin, you, you're going to make matcha mousse for me." ”

And again, wasn't it because of her that she was hurt? It wasn't because she suddenly opened the door, how could she panic so much that her hand was scratched.

Hearing the words matcha mousse, the smile on the corner of Aunt Jin's mouth deepened a little, she bandaged Fu Yuan's hand, and then asked casually, "You just want to open this box, I'll help you open it." ”

She reached out and took the box in her hand, and the speed of her hand was so fast that Fu Wei didn't have time to stop it, and when she wanted to stop it again, she heard a "pop", the lock fell off, and there were only four eyes left on the wooden box where the lock was originally installed, surrounded by a square.

？？？

She just ripped off the lock that she hadn't pried open with scissors?

Brawn Max?

Fu Wei looked at Aunt Jin in a daze, with an expression on her face, and then looked at the wooden box that Aunt Jin stretched out her hand to hand over that could be opened, and took it tremblingly.

Aunt Kim's punishment shouldn't be to hit someone, right? Who can withstand this strength?

"What, scared?" Aunt Jin looked at her and felt funny, she had worked hard for eighteen years, and every time she relied on her unilateral abuse with her pair of waste parents, she didn't care about such a useless lock at all.

"As long as Aunt Jin is powerful, she will be obedient, and she will look for me next time she has something, do you know?" Without waiting for Fu Wei to answer, Aunt Jin packed up the medicine box and walked out with it in her hand. Just as she was about to walk out of the door, she suddenly turned around again, "The matcha mousse is ready, hurry up and eat it." ”

Over, she glanced meaningfully at the wooden box in Fu Wei's arms.

That's it, she can't afford to turn over any strong winds and waves, since she has found it, let's show her.

The door was closed, Fu Wei's originally tense back and shoulders relaxed, and he closed his eyes and gasped for a few breaths.

It's too scary, not only the force, but also the strength and imperative that Aunt Jin shows if she doesn't have it.

The wooden box without the lock opened without any obstacles, not even the most ordinary buckle up, and the lid was opened upwards, revealing the bits and pieces inside.

Fu Hui threw them down on the bed, between the messy things, and didn't see the diary she was expecting.

[The diary isn't here?] 1973 said in disappointment, while it was talking, Fu Wei had already picked up the empty box and studied it carefully in his hand, observing the gaps around the box to see if there was any hidden mechanism.

"There shouldn't be nothing, I think it should be here," Fu Wei looked at the lock mark on the lid, his fingers sliding back and forth on it, as if looking for something.

Suddenly, her hand touched a faint bulge under the lock, and she pressed it lightly, and a black notebook with dark lines leaked out from the bottom of the box.

"Look, I found it," Fu Hui picked up the notebook and flipped open the cover.

On the title page of the notebook was written a few large letters, "I am sorry to be human." The client seemed to be in a period of pain when he wrote this sentence, writing a few large characters hard and profoundly, and the last few strokes even scratched the next few pieces of paper.

Fu Wei took a cursory look at the diary inside, then immediately closed it, and stuffed all the miscellaneous pieces on the quilt into the box.

Aunt Jin knew that this box existed, and Fu Mo didn't bother to hide it, so she directly put the wooden box on the bedside table, and then walked downstairs to eat the matcha mousse she took the initiative to promise.

"I've added a new material to it today, how about you see how it tastes?" Aunt Jin put the matcha mousse in front of her, and also thoughtfully set up the fork for her.

Fu Wei took a piece with a fork and put it in her mouth, and before her taste buds could react, she opened her mouth to praise: "It's delicious!" It feels a little better than the previous taste. ”

"Yes, then you can eat more," Aunt Jin didn't put any ingredients herself, but quietly watched her eat the matcha mousse bite by bite, and the corners of her mouth turned upwards in a weird arc.

She put her hands in the pockets in front of her apron, rubbed the plastic medicine bottle inside, pinched the bottle with both hands, and twisted the lid of the medicine bottle for a while.

As if completing the task, Fu Fu solved the entire matcha mousse in three clicks, but the things waiting for her were not finished, she had just put down the fork, and Aunt Jin served her a plate of fruit.

"The fruit you only like to eat, let's see if it's sweet or not," Aunt Jin looked at her expectantly and put a large stainless steel fork into her hand.

Fu didn't really want to eat it, and mechanically forked the fruit into his mouth, muttering and asking, "Auntie, do you know how long it takes for my parents to come back, their phone calls can't get through." ”

The smile on Aunt Jin's face froze, and then she quickly replied, "Maybe it's going to be two or three, they're busy, so don't call them." ”

"Then do you know what they're up to, they've never been on a business trip before, why did they suddenly go on a business trip this time? Is it because I'm still angry with me when I run out? ”

Even an aunt knew the time when Luo's father and mother came back, and she, a genuine daughter, didn't know, Fu Mo didn't believe that the reason was just that Luo's father and Luo's mother had forgotten.

Luo's father and Luo's mother usually pamper the client, except for this missed business trip, there is no one at all

What else is not done well, if there is no problem, Fu Wei can't believe it.

Fu Mo pretended to be disappointed, the expression on her face was sad and aggrieved, her eyebrows were also brought together, and her hand holding the fork slowly stopped moving.

"Okay, Luo Luo, you can call them again tonight, maybe they can get through?" Aunt Jin persuaded kindly, and came over to wrap her arms around Fu Wei's shoulders.

Fu Wei, who was touched by Aunt Jin's shoulder last time, already had a psychological shadow on her, and as soon as Aunt Jin's hand came up, she subconsciously trembled. Later, he slowly stabilized his mind and softened his stiff body.

"Really?"

"Of course it's true, they will definitely pick it up tonight," Aunt Jin was sure, she chose to ignore Fu Wei's fear just now, and patted her on the shoulder proudly.