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Fu Shiyu didn't want to care about their affairs, and roared in a rough voice: "This account will have to be settled sooner or later!" I don't want to care! After speaking, he pressed the phone, opened the passenger door, and let Tang Xien get into the car.

Tang Xien saw that he looked deeply frowning and extremely irritable, and asked, "Who called?" What's wrong? ”

"Grandpa called," Fu Shiyu started the car, "saying that my dad was taken away by my uncles and asked me to go over and save him home." ”

When Liang Shuyi's maiden brother first learned about Fu Zhengye's in February, Fu Zhengye cowered in the United States and didn't dare to come back, they didn't arrest anyone, this time Fu Zhengye would come back to worship his ancestors during the Qingming Festival, and used some means to obtain Fu Zhengye's flight information, ambushed at the airport, and arrested Fu Zhengye who had just left the airport with his luggage.

Master Fu waited until dark in the old house and didn't wait for his son, his heart was down, it was terrible, so he hurriedly called his son, as soon as the phone was connected, he didn't hear Fu Zhengye's voice, and he heard a howl like killing a pig.

The old man expected it, how could he be more than eighty years old enough to go out to a long distance, let alone go to Liang Shuyi's maiden brother to have a son with one enemy and ten, and he didn't have that face, so he quickly called his grandson to save people.

As a result, Fu Shiyu didn't want to do this at all.

The black Maybach merged into the blazing traffic of City B, and was ready to go on the elevated highway, when suddenly another call came from the old house. Fu Shiyu saw that it was the housekeeper calling, and picked it up: "Uncle Zhong? ”

"Young master, my lord has angina, come back and take a look!"

"Did you call 120?" The car that was already about to get on the elevated highway hurriedly deflected to the side ramp, "I still have half an hour to arrive, you call an ambulance first!" Fast! ”

The housekeeper on the other end of the phone sighed twice and hung up the phone.

Fu Shiyu stepped on the accelerator a little heavier, and the car sped away in the direction of the old house.

Tang Xien's temples jumped suddenly, he turned his head to look at Fu Shiyu, and saw that his face was also not good, and he hesitated in his heart whether he should ask something here, and after a moment of entanglement, she chose to be silent.

Fortunately, there are not many cars on the road tonight, and it was supposed to take half an hour to get to the old house, but Fu Shiyu drove fast, and it took twenty minutes to arrive.

The two got out of the car and hurried into the gate.

Tang Xien lowered his voice and asked, "Does grandpa usually have heart problems?" ”

"Nope."

Tang Xien was relieved and comforted in a low voice: "That should be fine, it may be a moment of anger, and it would be good to calm down your emotions." ”

Li Miaolian is an old heart disease, and Tang Xien is more familiar with heart diseases than ordinary people, so as soon as she heard that Master Fu, who had never had a problem with his heart, had angina, she probably guessed that it was used by the old man to scare his grandson into softening.

Sure enough, as soon as they entered the inner courtyard, they saw from a distance the teacup in the hand of Master Fu, who was originally sitting and drinking tea, flicked the teacup, and the person poured it onto the wooden sofa at a very fast speed.

Fu Shiyu also saw it, Ben was still in a hurry and eagerly, and then he was eager again and ran to the living room.

Tang Xien followed up quickly, and his face turned white in a hurry.

Master Fu fell on the sofa and screamed, the half-drunk cup of tea was thrown aside, and the orange-yellow tea splashed the red silk sofa cushion several times in different sizes.

Fu Shiyu picked up his mobile phone, pretended to say loudly: "Hey? 120? I have an old man with angina pectoris here, and I'm dying......"

Before he finished speaking, Master Fu had already sat up straight from the sofa, which could be described as a shock to the tiger's body, and his mellow body rushed to Fu Shiyu and snatched his mobile phone.

Fu Shiyu looked at the old man for a while: "Aren't you still having angina?" The action is so sharp? ”

Master Fu snorted, stuffed the phone back into his trouser pocket, and turned his back: "Your father was taken away and tortured by your bandit uncle, aren't you worried at all?" "That means admitting that I was just blowing up sickness.

"He's a man who has been in an American prison, and he's afraid of my uncles?"

Fu Shiyu said this, and he felt sorry for his son, and Master Fu, who had suffered in prison, almost turned his back on him. The old man turned around with a red face and said angrily, "Then what do you mean now?" Regardless of whether your dad is dead or alive? ”

"Wouldn't it be good to give him a free life lesson?" Fu Shiyu went to take Tang Xien's hand, "Okay, let's go home." ”

Tang Xien turned his head to look at Master Fu. The old man was angry, but his complexion looked okay, and he should know in his heart that Liang Shuyi's maiden brother would not take Fu Zhengye well.

Tang Xien nodded to the old man: "Grandpa, then let's go back and see you tomorrow." ”

As soon as he heard her voice, Master Fu thought that his daughter-in-law still had a small one in her belly, and quickly changed her face, and followed them out with a smile, asking Tang Xien how her health was recently, whether she felt the fetal movement, whether his great-grandson was well-behaved, and so on. Tang Xien couldn't cry or laugh, but he could only cooperate with the old man, laughing that the child was a little naughty, and the fetal movements were relatively frequent.

The old man was overjoyed and shouted: "It's with a handle!" It's with a handle! "It seems that I have forgotten that my son is still in the hands of others.

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On the way back, Tang Xien asked tentatively, "Aren't you worried about your father?" ”

"There's nothing to worry about, he made such a big accident this time, and betrayed my mother, he should be taught a lesson."

"What will your uncles do with him?"

Fu Shiyu laughed: "I will probably scold him for doubting life, and then give him a few punches." ”

Tang Xien suddenly remembered Liang Shuyi's previous lesson to Jiang Yan, and thought to himself that Fu Zhengye should also suffer a little bit this time.

The two of them went back to Fengshan, didn't pay attention to these things anymore, subcontracted and sorted out the things they purchased at night, took a bath, and hugged each other to go to bed.

She is now five months pregnant, and in early February, when she returned from the United States, she resumed her relationship with Fu Shiyu. Because it is a special period, Fu Shiyu is cautious and gentle with her, and both of them have another special feeling.

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Early the next morning, they went back to the old house to pick up Master Fu and go to their hometown to sweep the tombs and worship their ancestors.

In the car, Mr. Fu has been calling Fu Zhengye, and he has been prompted to turn off the phone several times, the old man is so anxious, Tang Xien comforted him, maybe he didn't charge the phone last night and turned it off.

The group arrived in L City and met with the relatives of the Fu family in the cemetery. When the relatives saw that Fu Zhengye did not appear, although they knew in their hearts that they might not dare to come back because of the trouble in the United States, they still cared about it under the banner of concern, but it was actually gossip.

Fu Shiyu wore sunglasses, looked like no one would enter, and led Tang Xien to the side and whispered, leaving Master Fu over there to deal with the relatives who were doing good things.

After a while, Fu Baiyun's family and Grandma Fu also arrived, and Master Fu was able to get out of the gossiping relatives.

In the past, Master Fu, who had the straightest waist, the loudest voice, and the most bold tone among the brothers in several rooms, this time because his unsuccessful son did a shameful ugly thing in the United States, the whole person wilted a lot, and he was silent and sympathetic.

"Big brother, is that your daughter-in-law's car?" Fu Siye suddenly shouted, "A white BMW with a license plate number of four six!" ”

Dozens of pairs of eyes brushed together, and as the car got closer and closer, everyone saw Liang Shuyi driving and Fu Zhengye sitting in the passenger seat.

Fu Zhengye's face seemed to be a little different from usual......