296 Weekend at the Old House
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Master Fu walked to the inner courtyard of the Gu family, and saw the Gu family's four members from a distance, all sitting in the inner hall with solemn faces.
He shouted "Old Gu", and Master Gu quickly came out of the inner hall and said with a smile: "Old Master, are you here?" ”
As he spoke, he turned to fetch the birdcage hanging from the tree in the courtyard.
Seeing that Master Gu's attitude towards himself was still the same, Master Fu knew that this matter had not affected Tang Xien, and his nervous mood was suddenly relieved.
He turned his head to look at the inner hall and asked, "Xiao Zheng is also here today?" ”
Gu Zheng is the second son of Master Gu, a high-ranking official who holds important positions in important national departments, and his official rank is several levels higher than Teng Zhongqian.
Old Man Gu smiled unnaturally: "Well, something happened, I called him back." ”
With that, the two old men walked out of the Gu family's courtyard together and went to the Fu family's old house next door to get Master Fu's birdcage.
The two old men, who were almost two hundred years old, each carried their own precious birdcage and crossed the main road to the park opposite.
After walking the bird for a while, seeing that Master Gu was in a good mood, Master Fu took the opportunity to ask: "I just saw Xiao Teng and his wife coming, what happened?" ”
Master Gu didn't hide it, and said bluntly: "Gu Yi was confused and found someone to follow Zhong Qian, but whenever Zhong Qian met with the opposite sex, he took a photo, but the person who helped her secretly take pictures was discovered by someone's bodyguard and forced to hand over all the photos." ”
Speaking of this, Old Man Gu let out a long sigh: "These women in the photo are either officials who hold important positions in important departments, or the wives of officials. It's a big deal this time! Xiao Zheng was dumbfounded when he saw those photos! ”
Master Fu was also taken aback, and tentatively: "...... Xiao Teng and those wives are all talking about business, right? ”
Master Gu's eyes widened, and he hurriedly clarified, for fear that even the old neighbor would misunderstand his son-in-law: "Of course it's about business!" But when Gu Yi was so engaged, it became as if there was ambiguity! Offended so many people at once, Xiao Zheng and I didn't know how to deal with Gu Yi's aftermath! ”
After hearing this, Master Fu shook his head frequently, and helped to come up with an idea: "It's not appropriate for your Gu family to come forward to deal with this matter." Since those people have a good relationship with Xiao Teng, then Xiao Teng took Gu Yi to the door to explain to others, shaking hands and making peace is the best way. ”
Speaking of this, Master Gu was even more worried, and the bird was no longer funny, so he sat down on the stone bench next to him, and said mournfully: "Xiao Teng is going to divorce Gu Yi!" Would he be willing to explain it to her? It was precisely because of Gu Yi's improper behavior that he was justified in his divorce. ”
Master Fu didn't speak, and he slandered: Teng Zhongqian, this ginger that is not too old, is really spicy!
Teng Zhongqian frequently met privately with the opposite sex at this stage, which not only weakened Tang Xien's suspicion, but also forced Gu Yi to divorce, and when Gu Yi offended so many people, no one would condemn him, but would think that he was a poor middle-aged man who had been abused by his control maniac wife for a long time.
Master Fu felt that Teng Zhongqian would soon recognize Tang Xien.
As long as the father and daughter recognize each other, then the marriage of the grandson is close at hand, and the great-grandson is not far away.
Master Fu happily returned to the old house, and as soon as he entered the door, he caught his grandson who was standing by the pond and smoking.
When the old man saw Fu Shiyu smoking, he immediately thought that his white and chubby baby great-grandson was being poisoned by second-hand smoke, and he was so angry that he stepped forward and pulled down the cigarette that had just been lit between Fu Shiyu's fingers.
The old man kicked his grandson's ass and said solemnly: "Quit smoking!" ”
Fu Shiyu was looking at the goldfish and turtles in the pond, and the cigarette in his hand was dragged away, thinking that it was a guy who didn't want to die, and was about to make trouble, but when he turned around and saw that it was Master Fu, he forgot to be angry for a while, turned his head to look at Tang Xien, who was watching TV in the inner hall, and asked in a low voice: "How is it?" What is the situation of the Gu family? ”
Master Fu relayed what he heard on Master Gu's side.
Fu Shiyu fell into deep thought, and after a long time, he gave a thumbs up: "Dean Teng's trick is high!" Choke the throat of the Gu family at once! ”
Master Fu nodded: "Yes." Gu Yi now sees that his husband meets with so many ladies frequently, where can he take care of it, and Tang and Dean Tang only have two meetings. ”
"I was still thinking that I had to get Tangtang to recognize Dean Teng, so that Aunt Gu would dispel her suspicions. But Aunt Gu is here, how can their father and daughter recognize each other? Fu Shiyu sighed, "I haven't come up with a clue for several days, but I didn't expect Dean Teng to use such a risky move." ”
"How does your head compare to the head of Dean Teng's old fox?" Master Fu smiled and patted Fu Shiyu's shoulder, "Okay, it's not early, let's go in, after eating in a while, I have something to tell you." ”
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After dinner, Master Fu called Tang Xien Fu Shiyu to the study, and said solemnly: "Tonight, the two of you live in the East Wing, which is Yu'er's room, and the two of you will discuss it carefully to see how you want to decorate and decorate, and after a while, you can decorate the room." ”
Tang Xien didn't squeak, Fu Shiyu asked: "My room is very good, what is the decoration?" ”
After speaking, he added: "It's not that decoration is a good thing, all kinds of pollution!" Grandpa, you want to murder your own grandson?! ”
Master Fu was so angry with him that he took a few deep breaths before calming down.
The old man looked at Tang Xien and said with a smile: "The east wing is a boy's room, and your girl's family has to buy something after all." Xiao Tang, you think about it at night, if you want to add anything, tell Yu'er and let him prepare! ”
Tang Xien nodded: "Thank you, grandpa." ”
The old man looked at her with satisfaction, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it.
Compared with Liang Shuyi, a grandson and willful daughter-in-law who likes to contradict him in everything, the obedient and docile Tang Xien is simply a well-behaved angel.
Master Fu looked at Tang Xien and was very satisfied, but after thinking about it, Tang Xien was Teng Zhongqian's eldest daughter, no matter how well-behaved she was, she was also tough and even sharp in her bones, just like Teng Zhongqian, who had always hidden needles in his cotton and knives in his smile.
Yes, this girl who is Teng Zhongqian's daughter, but she is penniless and tossed all the way from a poor county to the United States to study for a doctorate, how can she be stupid and sweet?
As soon as he thought of this, Master Fu's gaze at his future granddaughter-in-law was a little complicated, not that he didn't like it, but that he admired it even more in terms of his original love and satisfaction.
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Master Fu sat with the young man in the living room for a while, and went to take a shower at eight o'clock to get ready for bed.
Tang Xien watched TV for most of the day, and he also felt weird and boring, so he took Fu Shiyu to go outside for a walk.
The old house comes out, it is the main road in the old city, and there is a Houhai nearby, which is more freehand, suitable for young people to spend the moon before and after.
Fu Shiyu and Tang Xien went out hand in hand, planning to go to Houhai for a few laps and then come back to sleep.
As they exit the alley, they pass through a bustlingly lit bar area and are greeted by the tranquil, weeping willow-filled Houhai artificial lake.
Houhai is a traditional cultural tourism destination in City B. During the day, on the other side of the river are quaint old-fashioned buildings with gray walls and brown tiles; At night, these quaint buildings are decorated with neon lights and almost become one of the fashionable cultural symbols of City B. They represent the market hutong culture and fashion trend culture of the people of City B.
Walking through the bar area, Tang Xien suddenly remembered that Gu Ran wanted Fu Shiyu to come out in the evening in the afternoon, so he suddenly said: "You used to come to the bar here to play?" ”
Fu Shiyu was thinking about Teng Zhongqian's matter, and subconsciously said "um".
Tang Xien's eyes narrowed, remained silent, and asked again: "How many beauties have you soaked here?" ”
As soon as these words came out, Fu Shiyu suddenly came back to his senses and said vigilantly: "No." ”
"Really?" Tang Xien looked into his eyes for a moment, "Confess leniently and resist strictly." ”
Fu Shiyu: "...... Don't I have a place to find a partner? As for running to the bar? ”
"Oh-" Tang Xien pulled out a long tail and smiled like a little fox, "Then where are you going to take care of your sister?" ”
After several surprise propositions, Fu Shiyu is good at defensive skills, and he can still answer with a smile: "Didn't you just get a lawyer sister at home?" ”
As he spoke, he lowered his head and kissed Tang Xien on the cheek. Baiyue
Tang Xien was amused by him, so he stopped asking about picking up girls in the bar. The past can't be calculated, as long as you are with her, you can behave in a proper way.
The two of them walked around the artificial lake in Houhai, blowing the summer breeze and breathing fresh air from nature, and their mood instantly became happy.
When he returned to the old mansion, Master Fu had already slept.
Tang Xien and Fu Shiyu whispered back to the east wing.
With a crisp sound of "pop", Fu Shiyu pressed the light source switch in the room, and for a while, the whole room was filled with warm yellow lights.
Tang Xien stepped into the threshold and observed the room curiously-
The east wing of the courtyard is generally for the eldest son and the third son to live, so it is generally divided into two rooms, but because the Fu family only has one grandson, Fu Shiyu, this room is opened. The long one, the innermost is the bedroom, the middle is the small living room, and the rest of the place is the study and bathroom.
The place where Don Sheen is standing now is the living room.
The roof is equipped with a copper chandelier in the style of the Republic of China, and the line of sight is moved downward, and the small living room is placed with a 3+1+1 combination of Republic of China mahogany leather sofa chairs, and there is a rhombic design on the back of the chair. The leather surface is brown, and the coffee table is also the same color. Under the coffee table is a carpet with dark patterns in the same color as the furniture.
She walked inside, and Fu Shiyu stood at the door, turning on the lights one by one.
In the bedroom, there is also a Republic of China style red wood double bed, the back of the bed is rhombic leather design, and the bed is covered with a clean goose yellow four-piece suit.
In addition, the bedside table, wardrobe, and chest of drawers are all matching Republican-style furniture.
The same goes for the bookcases, desks and chairs in the study.
Tang Xien stroked the delicate and smooth chest of drawers with his fingertips, turned to look at Fu Shiyu, and exclaimed: "The furniture in your room is all antiques of the Republic of China!" ”
Fu Shiyu smiled, closed the door, took off his leather shoes and socks by the door, and put on flip-flops: "The furniture of the Republic of China has been put on this side, the wood is okay, and the leather has long been broken." ”
He walked in with his slippers, opened the wardrobe, took out the gray cotton bathrobe hanging inside, and said with a smile: "But these furniture are indeed more than 20 years old, and they were built by a master in the early nineties. The master made furniture in the Republic of China. ”
In the early 90s, not long after the transition from a planned economy to a market economy, although the people's demand for materials was in an active state, they were willing to spend a lot of money to buy various items that were not needed for survival at that time, such as washing machines, radios, sewing machines, etc. The degree of the Fu family is obviously at the forefront of consumption, spending a lot of money to create such a set of top-quality materials and imitation of the Republic of China style furniture for his grandson who is less than ten years old.
"What a trench your family is!" Tang Xien looked at the high-quality furniture in this room and sighed, "In the nineties, we still couldn't eat enough in our hometown!" You have to eat rice during the New Year's holidays, and you usually eat all kinds of paste. ”
Fu Shiyu was standing on the edge of the bedside stool at this time and took off his shirt, and asked while taking it off: "What is paste?" ”
"For example, sweet potato powder. It is ground with raw sweet potatoes, and then the essence of the final sieving is dried into powder and sold in the market. And the rest of the sweet potato peels that are still stained with some tissue, after we dry them, we peel off the skin, and those tissues are boiled and eaten, there is a lot of fiber, it is very difficult to eat, haha......"
Fu Shiyu had never eaten this kind of thing, he had never heard of it, and in his circle, sweet potatoes were always roasted with cheese or made into all kinds of desserts.
But he can experience the feeling of "a lot of fiber", which is indeed a bit rough.
Seeing Tang Xien's self-satisfied, he turned around and touched her cheek, smiling dotingly: "I said that you have a small body and a thin body, but you have never been sick, you are fiercer than me, it turns out that you grew up from these wild snacks!" How good sweet potato fiber is! That's good for the intestines! ”
"yes." Tang Xien smirked, "So you see that I have never been constipated, which is like you, constipation twice in three days." ”
Fu Shiyu: "......"
He kindly comforted her, but she dismantled his platform and told him so privately like this.
Fu Shiyu didn't want to tell her more, besides, she had to tell him about his hemorrhoids.
For him, who has always been elegant and decent, this kind of topic is shameful.
He took off his trousers and was about to go to the bathroom to take a shower, when Tang Xien cleaned up the dirty clothes he had thrown on the bedside stool, followed him, and said, "Eh, I say, when will your hemorrhoids get rid of?" Modern people's diet is too fine, next time my mother goes back to her hometown, let her bring some dried sweet potatoes back and let's cook porridge and eat......"
Fu Shiyu didn't want to continue the topic, so he hid in the bathroom while she wasn't paying attention.
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When he came out of the shower, Tang Xien was leaning on the bookcase and reading a book.
Fu Shiyu wiped her hair and walked over, saw her holding a philosophy book reading, and said with a smile: "Are you interested in philosophy?" ”
Holding up a bookcase full of books related to architecture, she said, "It's not that I'm interested, it's that this is the only one I can understand." ”
After that, he inserted the book and took his clothes into the bathroom.
Fu Shiyu smiled, took out the hair dryer from the duffel bag, dried his hair a few times, changed into a clean and comfortable T-shirt and furniture trousers, and sat on the sofa, planning to wait for Tang Xien to wash it out and blow her hair.
Tang Xien, who takes half an hour to take a shower on weekdays, came out in less than twenty minutes today, and saw that she had a rabbit ear headband wrapped around her head, Fu Shiyu asked, "You didn't wash your hair tonight?" ”
"No, I'm a little tired, I'll wash it tomorrow."
"Okay." Fu Shiyu got up and put away the hair dryer.
Tang Xien was wearing a pink sleeveless cotton nightdress, wearing pink flip-flops from the same series as Fu Shiyu on his feet, slippers, and went straight to the soft big bed, with his face buried in the quilt, and hummed: "I didn't work today!" Why do you feel so tired?! ”
Fu Shiyu turned off the other lights in the room, leaving only a bedside night light, and also lay down on the bed.
He lifted the little head stuffed in the quilt, kissed her upturned lips, and smiled: "Nervous, right?" ”
"Yes," Tang Xien threw himself into his arms, "still at home in our own little home." ”
Fu Shiyu held her with one hand, rubbed his fingers on her slender shoulder, and said comfortingly: "I'll go back tomorrow after lunch." ”
Although the two were tired, they didn't feel sleepy, so they lay on the bed and chatted.
Tang Xien looked at the layout of the entire east wing through the night light on the side of the bedroom, remembered Master Fu's solemn explanation after dinner, and thought: "I see that your room doesn't need to be decorated, it's all good, just add me a dresser." ”
"Grandpa means that after the room is ready, we will have a wedding. So when am I going to put this dresser on you? ”
Tang Sheehan stopped talking.
She thinks it's good to be like this at the moment, and Fu Shiyu's parents haven't accepted her yet, so it's irrational to get married at this time. But Master Fu was so anxious, which made her feel a little burdened in her heart.
Fu Shiyu usually gets married, and she just giggles and deals with him. But the old man mentioned it again and again, and she really felt sorry for it.
It's not a good feeling.
Tang Xien was thinking about something, and suddenly felt that someone was not very honest. She was upset, so she pushed him: "It's time to sleep!" ”
"I'm going to sleep too."
"Then be honest!"
"You don't have to pay attention to me......"
"Then don't be next to me, it's so hot......"
Here's a sweet routine***