What's wrong? Yang Weicheng hurriedly took the opportunity to put down the kitchen knife and turned his head to ask Fu Caiwei.

"It's okay, my hand was cut by a paring knife." Fu Cai Wei said.

Yang Weicheng looked at the rusty paring knife, quickly took it from her hand, and pulled her towards the pool. Turn on the faucet and rush at the wound.

After washing the wounds, Yang Weicheng asked, "Where is the medicine box at home?" Is there iodophor? ”

"It doesn't seem to be ......," Fu Caiwei said.

Yang Weicheng put down the kitchen knife and ran downstairs. It didn't take long for him to run back sweating again, with a small bottle of alcohol and a small bottle of iodophor in his hand.

He pulled Fu Caiwei to the pool, carefully helped her apply it, and popularized science.

"If you are cut by this rusty thing and see blood, you must wash the wound and disinfect it. After a while, I'll take you to get another tetanus shot......"

"Poof!" Fu Caiwei laughed.

Yang Weicheng had a black line in his head: "What are you laughing at?" Uncle is with you popular science, you have to remember. ”

"What?!" This time, Changfu Caiwei had a black line, "You beg to fight, obviously you are about the same age as me." ”

"Your father and your uncle and I are old friends, and we are from the same generation......," Yang Weicheng said.

Fu Caiwei's face flushed, and she withdrew her hand unhappily and blew gently, the place he had held just now, and the residual warmth of his palm, that feeling was weird.

"Okay, you go and rest, I'll leave it to me here, and I'll treat you to a big dinner tonight."

Yang Weicheng tied an apron, picked up a kitchen knife, and slaughtered in the kitchen.

Fu Caiwei didn't believe that this big boy knew how to cook. But looking at his high-spirited appearance, it looks like that.

She was thinking, should I help?

"Ahem!" The old father's cough came from the living room.

Fu Caiwei hurriedly turned around and ran, after all, her father had just been discharged from the hospital and was weak.

Old man Fu stood at the door of the study on crutches, and when he saw his daughter come out, he turned around and went in with confidence.

Fu Caiwei followed and gently grabbed her father's arm: "Dad, are you uncomfortable?" ”

"Hmph." Old man Fu was very rarely angry.

Fu Caiwei was stunned.

It is said that when a person is a parent at the age of 20, he is still a child, and he must grow up with his child. When you become a parent after the age of 30, you are the real parent. Only when you are mature can you better care for and raise your children.

Old man Fu only had this baby daughter in his 50s, and he always held her in the palm of his hand.

Carefully taught, never gave a little cold face, today really scared Fu Caiwei.

"Dad, what's wrong with you?" Fu Caiwei touched the old father's forehead.

The last time he was beaten, although Old Man Fu was only slightly injured, he was frightened and had a low-grade fever for three days. After being discharged from the hospital, the doctor also told him to pay attention to his body temperature.

But now that it touches, everything is normal, right?

Fu Caiwei was puzzled.

"Haha, girl, leave him alone, he's jealous." Dr. Fu stood up, "This old thing, my daughter is jealous." ”

"Go, go, what vinegar do I eat for my daughter?" Old man Fu scolded his younger brother.

"What, you ......" Although Fu Caiwei couldn't understand what the two elders were arguing about, she felt faintly embarrassed, and her heart was beating hard.

Yang Weicheng was concentrating on cooking in the kitchen, completely oblivious to the conversation in the room.

He thought that after his cooking skills were struck by lightning, he had made progress, but he could make people better, and everything was just 'he thought'.

Half an hour later, a sumptuous meal was served, and then the four of them sat around the table with a little embarrassment.

Yang Weicheng tried to pretend to be calm, adjusting the curvature of the corners of his mouth, showing a bright and unassuming smile.

"If I really can't get chopsticks, I'll go out and buy some ready-made ones and come back." He said.

Old man Fu's face is not as good as the plate of burnt braised pork, and because of the little Jiujiu in his heart, he is very unhappy to see Yang Weicheng today.

He was silent, but Dr. Fu smiled: "It's okay, it's okay, it's just that my two brothers are old, I'm afraid they won't be able to bite this meat." ”

Fu Caiwei didn't give face at all, struggled to pick up a piece of meat, and observed carefully: "Is this meat?" ”

"It's like a fake." Yang Weicheng nodded solemnly.

They stopped talking.

The final result of this meal was that everyone unanimously agreed to go out to eat, and Yang Weicheng was treated.

Dinner was acceptable, and after eating, Yang Weicheng sent the three of them home.

On the way, the two old men walked in front and chatted, and he walked with Fu Caiwei.

"Why didn't your third uncle bring bodyguards?" Yang Weicheng asked her.

She shook her head in confusion: "I've asked him this question several times. He said that his family was together and did not want outsiders to be present. But you're also an outsider, aren't you? And Uncle Bao has been with him for many years. ”

"Yes." Yang Weicheng nodded, recognizing his identity as an outsider.

He vaguely heard Old Man Fu and Dr. Fu talking about some project issues, and it seemed that they were discussing whether Fu Shuisheng should take over a large infrastructure project.

Sending them home, Yang Weicheng of course had to leave and go back to the hotel, after all, it was still a little far from his residence. Transportation today is far less convenient than it was a few decades later.

After he left, Fu Caiwei suddenly saw the eldest brother on the cabinet: "Ah, this careless ghost, I forgot to bring the phone, Dad, third uncle, I'll send it to him." ”

"Ah, be careful, go and get back quickly." Old man Fu told his daughter uneasily.

"Got it!" Fu Caiwei flew out like a butterfly.

Looking at his daughter's back, Old Man Fu was in a nervous mood.

Dr. Fu walked up to his brother and looked at the closed security door with him: "Second brother, when the child grows up, he will always fly by himself." ”

He patted Old Man Fu on the shoulder sympathetically, and his eyes narrowed into two slits with a smile.

"Go, go, you less gloat. When your little five sons also arrive on this day, you will understand my taste. Old man Fu walked away with his hands behind his back in a sullen manner.

said that Yang Weicheng hummed a song and walked on the way back to the hotel, feeling that today was really easy.

"Hey, how can I be so relaxed?" He suddenly realized that his phone was pulling someone else's house.

slapped his head and scolded himself for being a big fool, Yang Weicheng hurriedly turned around and walked towards the Fu family.

As soon as Yang Weicheng reached the bottom of the slope, he saw a Toyota van rushing down at high speed, and the tires rubbed violently on the ground, making a screeching sound.

Startled, he hurriedly dodged to the side, and the van passed by him.

At that moment, he saw that the person driving the car was actually flat-headed. In the back seat, Fu Caiwei was squeezed into the car window, her hands tied behind her back, and a towel in her mouth.

She also saw Yang Weicheng, who kept banging his head against the car window, but was ruthlessly pulled by his hair by a hand and ripped it apart.

Yang Weicheng was taken aback and hurriedly caught up.

At that moment, he didn't have any distractions in his mind, he just wanted to save people, and he actually ran with wind under his feet.

Fortunately, the van turned too sharply, and the front wheels hit the curb and were forced to slow down. Yang Weicheng just took advantage of this opportunity to grab the handlebar and open the door.

There are two people in the front seat, and there are also two people in the back seat.

After opening the door, Yang Weicheng smiled and said, "Cai Wei, got on the wrong car." "Pull Fu Caiwei out.

As soon as Pingtou saw that it was him, he was furious: "Take it away together, ***!" My cousin was brutally murdered by him. ”

The man in the back seat grabbed Fu Caiwei's hair with one hand, and grabbed Yang Weicheng's shoulder with the other.

Fu Caiwei was pulled like a see-saw, and tears of pain came out.

Yang Weicheng couldn't bear to see it, so he simply climbed into the car: "Squeeze it!" ”

When the other party saw him take the initiative to get into the car, they all sneered, and secretly said that this fool would send him to death by himself.

Yang Weicheng sat in the car and slammed the door shut.

At this time, it was in vain to fight with them, three people, driving a car, and Fu Caiwei was almost tied into a dumpling.

Even if Yang Weicheng can beat them, he has to take care of Fu Caiwei.

If you let it go, you can imagine with your toes what will happen to such a flowery girl in the hands of these bandits.

Only by keeping up can we find an opportunity to save people.

Pingtou glared at Yang Weicheng from the mirror, and casually threw a circle of hemp rope and a towel to the accomplice in the back seat: "Tie it up." ”

The man grabbed the rope and yelled at Yang Weicheng: "Be honest, otherwise you will be disemboweled!" ”

"Definitely working with you!" Yang Weicheng raised his hands in agreement.

He even took the initiative to turn his back on his hand to make it convenient for the other party to tie up.

The man tied Yang Wei in bundles and covered his face with a towel, leaving only his mouth outside, so as not to suffocate to death.

"Squeezed to death!" The bandits in the back seat squirmed, and Yang Weicheng was like a sticker, half of his face sticking to the car window.

Flathead hit the steering wheel, slammed on the accelerator, and the car went away.