636 Family

636

On the dark gray courtyard wall, three tall and sturdy figures moved one after the other, and occasionally a few ginkgo biloba leaves fell.

Song Ci clasped his hands in his pockets, followed behind Fu Shiyu, and chattered that he didn't have a chance to press Gu Er and Gu San on the ground and rub them just now, in order to avenge his revenge for being rubbed last time.

As he was talking, Fu Shiyu, who was walking in front, suddenly paused, stopped, Song Ci didn't notice it, and bumped into Fu Shiyu's back.

"Well?" He asked, rubbing his forehead.

Fu Shiyu turned around.

The streetlights cast a dark shadow on his face, and he couldn't see his expression clearly, except for his tense silhouette and the clenching of teeth on his cheeks.

At this moment, Song Ci suddenly admired this man a little.

Dare to go to the Gu family alone to challenge Gu Zheng and beat Gu Zheng like a pig's head, except for Fu Shiyu, I am afraid there is no one else in this world.

Song Ci suddenly understood the reason why this man made Tang Xien die. Because he has the most primitive attraction to women - strength, courage, and security. Not to mention women, even men can't help but fall in love with him.

"Thank you for the evening." The man's voice was low and astringent.

Song Ci was stunned for a few seconds, and said with a smile: "Family, thank you." Although I usually don't like you, but in the end, my brother-in-law is like a brother, and messing with you is equivalent to messing with me! ”

"I remember your favor today!"

Song Ci smiled: "There is a day when you return!" ”

Fu Shiyu smiled and turned around and walked towards the old mansion.

Song Ci followed.

Teng Zhongqian looked at the backs of his two sons-in-law with satisfaction.

Although they were facing the Gu family head-on tonight, because of this incident, the two young people understood the meaning of family unity, and it seemed that they had gained more.

The three of them entered the inner courtyard of the Fu family's old mansion.

Master Fu stretched his neck and stood under the corridor, looking in the direction of the Gu family's old mansion. Seeing Teng Zhongqian and others coming in, he hurriedly asked, "Is there someone next door who has drunk too much and is making trouble?" ”

Teng Zhongqian glanced at Fu Shiyu, who was opening the door of the east wing, stepped forward quickly, and invited Master Fu into the house: "The young man has drunk too much, and now he is fine." ”

The old man was worried: "No one is hurt, right?" ”

"No, no." Teng Zhongqian smiled reluctantly, "Come, Uncle Fu, let's go in and make some tea." ”

……

With a "click", the bolt of the door was removed, Fu Shiyu only pushed it slightly, and the door was forcefully pulled in.

In an instant, a soft smell rushed out of the bedroom, which was familiar and attached to him. He felt that his whole heart was steady.

In the dim light, Tang Xien's eyes were so red that they could drip blood on his tear-stained little face. As soon as he saw him come in, he cried and hugged him, and his hands were rubbing around him: "Are you hurt?" ”

After touching his back and abdomen, he touched his face again: "You are red here......"

He took her back in one hand and closed the door with one backhand. The moment he withdrew his hand, a blinding red burst into her eyes.

Rao was no matter how dim the lights in the room were, and she could see clearly that his right hand was covered with blood, which had congealed and covered his right hand one by one.

"Husband, your hand ......" she burst into tears, trembling and holding his right hand with both hands, wanting to see how the injury was, but she didn't dare to really touch it.

He even smiled casually, and simply picked her up. She jumped up in fright and struggled to get off the ground: "Your hand hurts!" Don't hug me, let me ......"

It's just that before he finished speaking, he carried him to the sofa and sat down. He turned around and rummaged through the cabinets, and finally found a box of iodophor cotton swabs and a few Band-Aids.

"Here, clean my hands for me." As he spoke, he handed her the iodophor swab.

She was still crying with tears in her eyes, and now she raised the back of her hand to wipe away her tears, cheered up, carefully opened the iodophor swab, and began to help him scrub his blood-soaked right hand. When the scab fades, what is revealed is a shocking scar. One on the left and one on the right, and a few of them are cut very deeply.

She couldn't stop crying as she debrided his wounds: "Did they cut your hands with knives?" Why are there so many knife marks ......"

"Where is the knife edge, it was just pierced by the glass." He smiled and raised his other hand to touch her hair, "When I rushed to the Gu family's living room, Gu Zheng happened to be standing in front of the TV and pointing, I went over with a fist, he flashed, and my hand smashed the TV screen." ”

He didn't want her to know about the scuffle in the Gu family just now, but he couldn't hide the injury on his hand, so he had to talk about it with a brisk attitude.

Rao said it unimpressedly, and she knew how dangerous it was, and when she lowered her head to put a band-aid on him, the tears fell on his jeans one by one, smudging the washed jeans into a dark color.

He had a smile on his face, different from the seriousness of Fang Cai outside, and as soon as he entered the room, he was full of smiles. He didn't want her to worry, he didn't want the atmosphere to be heavy.

When the last Band-Aid was ready, he pulled her into his arms and hugged her tightly, his injured right hand caressing her soft black hair, and his warm lips kissed her cool ear.

She buried her face in his neck and wept silently, tears and snot covering his entire neck.

She whimpered, "What if you are hurt, what will my son and I do?" ……”

He suddenly remembered the time he had fallen from a building at a construction site a few years ago.

After waking up, she also hugged him like this and cried until she couldn't stop. At that time, she said that if he was gone, she would find a way to have a child with him, never marry him, and raise their children alone......

But in the blink of an eye, their son was more than seven months old.

has been going on for five or six years, and since the year the relationship was confirmed, she has been heartbroken for the Fu family, for his affairs, and for their small family. Such a woman, can he not give up his life for her?

Thinking of the past, he was entrenched in his heart, petting her hair, but softly but surely: "For you and my son, I believe that I will live a long life!" ”

"Then I'll live to be a hundred years old! Otherwise, I'll leave you first, and you'll definitely marry again!" ”

He lowered his head and kissed the tears under her eyes: "I will go with you, and I will not marry ...... again"

She stopped talking, and fell on his neck and sobbed quietly......

……

Coming out of the living room of the Fu family, Teng Zhongqian waited for Fu Shiyu and his wife to walk together, and Song Ci went home by himself.

His car was parked at the gate of the Gu family's old house, and before going to get the car, he specially went into the Gu family for a walk.

The servants were cleaning up the mess, Gu Zheng and the three brothers of the Gu family were nowhere to be found, he casually stopped a servant to ask, only to know that everyone had been taken away by Master Bo.

He walked around to see if there was anything destructive hidden. When I walked to the backyard, I suddenly heard a conversation between men and women.