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Fu Shiyu, who was driving, glanced at him, was happy, and said: "What I mean is that your grandfather is just a small official, and it is impossible to have a big house, which is not as good as your grandmother, who has made great achievements in the field of physics, can share the big old villa." ”

The more Tang Xien listened, the more unpleasant he became, screwed his thighs, gritted his teeth and asked, "What's the drop?" I think you look down on our family? ”

Fu Shiyu's face changed by her twist, snorted, held the steering wheel with one hand, and patted her thigh with the other: "How can it?" I'm just telling you the truth......"

Tang Xien withdrew his hand, but shook his head.

It's really funny to think about it, the Teng family with a political background looks down on the Fu family who is in business, and the Fu family who is in business thinks that the Teng family is from a poor peasant background in the final analysis.

She originally thought that Fu Shiyu was different from the snobbery of the Fu family, but now it seems that some things in her bones are still the same.

But she won't be bothered by this, after all, no one is perfect, Fu Shiyu's feelings for her are pure, how he views the history of the Teng family, that's his business.

Thinking that at the beginning, he went back to Wandering City and Ruanjia Village with her, but he didn't say anything, knowing that she came from such a poor place, and there was a vampire-like mother's family, he didn't dislike her.

Thinking about it this way, his disdain for the Teng family may be just a useless rebellion born of self-esteem and family honor because of the Teng family's disdain to the Fu family?

After thinking about it, Tang Xien didn't care about Fu Shiyu's poisonous tongue just now.

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Teng Zhongqian's Audi finally turned into the villa area behind the old campus of B University.

Fu Shiyu was quite proud: "I'm right, right?" I'm afraid I know the history of the Teng family better than you. ”

Tang Xien patted him on the thigh: "You are very chicken!" ”

Fu Shiyu smiled: "Isn't this just the neighbor's thing?" I heard my grandfather mention it before, and I didn't care about it, but then I learned that you are Lao Teng's daughter, so I can't care about it. At the end of the day, it's all about you and caring about you! With your "beating is pain, scolding is love" a truth! ”

Tang Xien had nothing to say.

She felt that Fu Shiyu's mouth was sometimes quite powerful, she was always poor with her, and she might not be able to talk to him for most of the time.

She was very angry, and said to herself: "Although I have heard that the big men in City B are especially capable of fighting, I am also quite helpless to find that my own man is also virtuous." Obviously, Lao Teng and your father won't be like this, why is your mouth so damaged? ”

She said this, but Fu Shiyu seemed to be quite proud?

Probably the words "own man" poked him.

He grinned and said, "Nonsense! Do you think that our young talents in City B can be so enthusiastic about anyone? That's what we do to our own women, you know? When you look back at Lao Teng and your mother, you pay more attention, I feel that he and his aunt can also be damaged......"

At this point, both of them quieted down tacitly.

Seeing Tang Xien's mood down, Fu Shiyu couldn't wait to slap himself with a big mouth at this time, why did he mention this stubble.

He hurriedly changed the topic: "I'm in a hurry today, I didn't expect to prepare any gift for your father, I can only take out a calligraphy and painting from my grandfather and send it to him, it should be okay, right?" ”

"What calligraphy and painting?"

"Qi Baishi's "Longevity Picture", quite appropriate for the occasion, isn't it?"

Rao is Tang Xi'en has not been involved in the field of Chinese painting, but he also knows how valuable Master Qi Baishi's authentic works are.

She was embarrassed for a moment, and then said, "Why are you sending this?" Lao Teng can't hang up at home, in case someone sees him, those who don't know will think he's corrupt. ”

"Corrupt ass!" Fu Shiyu was a little troubled, ""Duo Shou Tu" was auctioned by me from Sotheby's Hong Kong auction house in 15 years to give it to my grandfather, the invoice is all there, who dares to say that Lao Teng is corrupt, I am the first to show the invoice." How? As a son-in-law, can't I send some calligraphy and paintings to my father-in-law? Where is all the gossip? ”

Tang Xien could see that he was emotional.

Also, last time I said I was going to send a watch, so she stopped her. This time for Lao Teng's birthday, he estimated that it took a lot of effort to get the painting from the old house, but after all, he still had the heart, and he thought of sending the "Longevity Picture" to the occasion.

Tang Xien also understood Fu Shiyu's mood of wanting to behave in front of Teng Zhongqian, and she felt a little guilty that she had just said that about him.

She touched his arm flatteringly, thinking that he was ignoring herself, but she didn't expect him to be lightning fast, and in a second, he vacated his right hand that was originally holding on the steering wheel, took her hand, and rubbed it on his face a few times.

Tang Xien looked at his handsome, resolute but tense side face, and just wanted to explain, he listened to him: "I'll just listen to what you just said, I will definitely send "Duo Shou Tu", as for how to deal with it, Lao Teng himself has no idea?" Is he the kind of person who can make people gossip? Don't worry about that all day. ”

This man has a strong ability to heal himself.

Tang Xien sneered, pinched his hand on his face, and said with a smile: "Got it!" Then I won't stop you, you can give it to him yourself. ”

Fu Shiyu grabbed her hand and kissed her on the lips: "This is good!" ”

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The car passed by the old campus of B University and entered the old villa area at the back.

The houses here look a little older than Teng Zhongqian's, but they smell of fireworks.

The gray-white stone walls, the rust-stained green iron gates, the blue-gray steps at the entrance, the happiness trees and other green plants that can be seen everywhere, the walls are also covered with tan vines, and some villas have rattan swings and flower stands at the entrances.

Tang Xien thought that the summer here must be cool and poetic. The environment in which intellectuals live is just different.

Audi stopped in front of an independent villa surrounded by big trees in the middle of the villa area, and Fu Shiyu also pulled over the car, turned off the engine, and got out of the car. He took out a black long flat nylon bag from the trunk and put it on his shoulder, Tang Xien knew that it was the expensive Qi Baishi authentic handiwork.

She took Fu Shiyu's arm and followed Teng Zhongqian into the villa, through the courtyard, and into the main house.

Teng Zhongqian shouted "Mother", and the nanny in the apron trotted out from the back of the living room and said enthusiastically: "Dean Teng, are you here?" Professor Liang was in the study, and I went to call her out. ”

"No, let her work." After Teng Zhongqian finished speaking, he turned to introduce to the nanny, "This is the eldest lady, and this is her fiancé, Mr. Fu." ”

The nanny greeted Tang Xien and Fu Shiyu, and said with a smile: "I heard Professor Liang say it, please take a seat." ”

Teng Zhongqian motioned for her to go ahead first, while he sat down to make tea with his daughter and son-in-law.

Fu Shiyu handed over the framed calligraphy and painting in a timely manner: "Uncle Teng, I wish you a happy birthday, good health, and a long life!" ”

He didn't say anything about those vain heads, a few simple words, and said that he hated to borrow from God for five hundred years Teng Zhongqian's heart.

Teng Zhongqian was very happy, took the painting, and casually lowered his gaze, and saw the payment on it clearly, and suddenly his pupils narrowed.

He carefully took the painting far away, looked at the calligraphy and painting as a whole, admired it for a while, took it closer again, carefully studied the inscription of the calligraphy and painting, studied and pondered it repeatedly, and then looked up at Fu Shiyu, it was already more than half an hour later.