Chapter 3: Weekends

Today is Saturday, Fu Xiaoxiao has been very happy since she got up today, after all, she doesn't need to serve that annoying ghost President Xie early in the morning and can rest.

Fu Xiaoxiao went back to the original owner's parents' house after buying clothes that she was satisfied with from the mall, originally Fu Xiaoxiao didn't want to face the original owner's parents so quickly, for fear of goofing. But just as she was looking for a place to solve the lunch problem, her current mother, Fu's mother, called and told her to come home for dinner.

On the way, Fu Xiaoxiao, who got in the car, was a little apprehensive, because in real life, she actually didn't have a lot of experience getting along with elders like her parents.

Her parents divorced after giving birth to her, I heard that the reason was that she didn't love her, and she never saw her biological mother again, and then she lived with her grandmother, whose father often went out to work, and for Fu Xiaoxiao, her father was not as close as the uncle next door.

When her father died in a car accident when she was in junior high school, she could only follow her grandmother to rely on her life, and her grandmother was hit hard by her father's accident and buried hidden dangers for her aging body. Later, when Fu Xiaoxiao was in college, her grandmother died of a sudden cerebral hemorrhage because she accidentally fell, and the period when her grandmother died was probably the most difficult period for Fu Xiaoxiao.

Scattering these memories from his head, Fu Xiaoxiao couldn't help but laugh for a while, thinking: Why do you feel that you are the Cinderella in those bloody idol dramas, and you are too miserable, Fu Xiaoxiao laughed bitterly.

When she came to her senses, the taxi had reached its destination, and after getting out of the car, she took a deep breath and walked towards the building of her parents.

According to her memory, she was still doing psychological construction when she arrived at the door, and the door opened from the inside.

There was a young man standing in the door, more than 1.8 meters tall, wearing a white sweatshirt and black slacks, a sunny and handsome boy. Fu Xiaoxiao remembered that the younger brother of the original owner went to school locally and occasionally went home for dinner on weekends. "Why haven't you come in yet? What are you doing standing in the doorway? ”

Hearing someone talking to him, Fu Xiaoxiao came back to his senses and walked into the house, and heard a female voice from the kitchen, "Fu Qi, what are you doing, don't bully your sister." ”

This is probably the original owner's younger brother and mother, Fu Xiaoxiao thought to herself. "Mom, how can I bully my sister? Hey, sister, how did you change your style? Hearing this, Fu Xiaoxiao looked at herself, because the lady's suit was too restrained, so she changed into a newly bought casual dress in the mall.

Fu Xiaoxiao: It's over, I won't be a goof on the first day, will I be the fastest goof?

As soon as Fu Xiaoxiao wanted to explain, she heard her younger brother say, "You look better than you used to wear like this." ”

"Nonsense, my daughter looks good in anything, smile and ignore him." A middle-aged man came out of the kitchen, this man is a bit like her father who is not very familiar with in reality, this should be the original owner's father, Fu Xiaoxiao thought. Hearing his own father say this, Fu Qi pursed his lips and didn't speak again.

"Why are you standing stupidly? Put your clothes in your room and get ready for dinner. ”

"Oh, good", Fu Xiaoxiao found the original owner's room according to her memory, and tidied up her clothes, fortunately, the original owner's family didn't have too many questions about changing her dressing style with her, otherwise she really didn't know what to do in the future. Fu Xiaoxiao thought that after this experience, she could easily wear the clothes she liked.

During the meal, Fu Xiaoxiao found that the table was full of her favorite dishes, although she and the original owner had different dressing styles, they still had many similar hobbies, such as the same dishes they loved, the same decoration style they liked, and they liked to read novels.

At the dinner table, the original owner's mother asked her, "Why did you change your style?" Is there enough money to buy clothes? If it's not enough, tell your mother."

"Yes, if you don't have any money, just say it, smile," Father Fu said while helping Fu Xiaoxiao pick up vegetables.

"Mom and Dad, you're too partial, my sister can still ask for money even after she works, I'm only a sophomore, why do you have to earn my own living expenses?" Fu Qi felt aggrieved, his parents gave him a little living allowance every month, and they also called him independent and called him a work-study.

"You're a boy, why do you spend so much money?" Father Fu replied.

The argument at the dinner table continued, and Fu Xiaoxiao only felt that the whole person was full of warmth, exuding happy emotions from her heart, and she originally felt that it would be a burden to get along with the original owner's family, but it turned out that Fu Xiaoxiao was thinking too much.

She wanted to cry a little, and the perfect family she had always wanted to have in her previous life now seemed to come true. It seems that God is granting her wish.

Through the dressing style, Fu Xiaoxiao found that Fu's parents and Fu's parents were still very accepting of such things as their daughter's changes.

Because she is not a quiet character like the original owner, she decided to slowly reveal her character in the future, so that she will not be suspected or risk being exposed. However, she decided to leave it as it was today, so that it would not be too abrupt, and she would give everyone a little time to digest.

After spending an afternoon at the original owner's parents' house, she almost got used to the sudden extra parents and younger brother.

At night, Fu's father asked her to sleep at home, but Fu Xiaoxiao was afraid of goofs, so she found an excuse to go back to her own small house, which was bought by Fu's father and Fu's mother for the original owner, although it was not big, but it was more than enough to live for one person, and the key was close to the company. At the beginning, I didn't want the original owner to get up early to work, so Fu's father decided to buy it.

Back to her small place, Fu Xiaoxiao finally relaxed, and after returning to the bedroom to put away her clothes, she went to the bathroom to take a bath.

Fu Xiaoxiao, thinking about the fact that Fu's mother and Fu's father's concern and Fu Qi, although he didn't say it, actually liked his sister very much, made Fu Xiaoxiao, who had never felt the love of his parents, happy. She was a little happy that she had crossed over, and now she could completely let go of the mental calculations she had brought up.

The next day, Fu Xiaoxiao decided to lie down at home, and she couldn't arouse her interest in doing things at the thought of facing the ice cube face tomorrow, so she had to take advantage of the holiday to rest and rest.

At about ten o'clock in the morning, her mobile phone text message prompt sounded, Fu Xiaoxiao picked it up and found that someone had transferred 50,000 yuan to her, just when she thought it was a mistake by the bank, she found that this bank account was a little familiar, and her memory told her that it was Fu's father's bank card.

She called Fu's father, "Dad, why did you suddenly transfer so much money to me?" ”

"It's not that you bought so many clothes yesterday, I'm afraid you don't have any money. Take it, I don't have the money to tell my father, we still have the money to support you. ”

"Dad~" Fu Xiaoxiao didn't know what to say, these were things she hadn't experienced.

"Have you had breakfast? Girls still have to eat well, don't skip meals to lose weight. Father Fu was still nagging on the other side of the phone, and Fu Xiaoxiao had already shed tears.

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On the other hand, Xie Zi'an has not been very happy since the break, oh, maybe only he is not very happy, after all, Mother Xie is very happy.

On this day, the sun was shining, Xie Zi'an got up at half past six in the morning, he usually lived in an apartment close to the company, and occasionally went home to live. After an hour and a half of exercise, he took a shower and was about to have a simple breakfast when he received a call from his mother when he started working from home.

"Zi'an, are you going home for dinner today?" Mother Xie said softly.

"No, I've been a little busy lately" Xie Zi'an hurriedly refused, my mother would definitely pit me if she spoke so softly, Xie Zi thought at ease.

"Isn't it a day off today, what work can't you wait for a working day? I should have given birth to a daughter in the first place, this son is not intimate at all, I am really pitiful, I have become a lonely old man, an empty nester, woo woo woo woo~"

"Mom, what are you going to do?" Xie Zi'an covered his forehead with his hand, helpless.

"I just want you to go home and eat with me? I'm really pitiful, I've become a lonely old lady, woo woo woo~"

"Okay, stop acting, I'll go back to the head office right away."

Xie Zi'an: Why does Mom use this trick every time? Isn't the old lady tired?

"Okay, then I'll ask Aunt Li to cook the dishes you like to eat" Mother Xie hung up the phone and smiled proudly at Aunt Li, who was paying attention to the progress behind her, and couldn't tell that she was the one who cried about her misery just now.