"Qing'er, go see if there is something delayed, why hasn't Ge'er come yet?" The man with the delicate makeup on her face was a little restless, her eyes were always fixed in the direction of the door, and the handkerchief in her hand was clutched, and when her song finally returned, she knew that the child would return. Her eyes were already full of tears, but her expression was joyful, so the maid standing next to her had a little sadness and joy on her face.

"Madame, don't worry, it should be there soon, the little boy is still young, and he always needs time to come over." The maid who had just brought the tea carefully put down the tea set, and hurriedly explained to the lady that the maid said that the person was still in the aisle, and the tea was ...... Although the eldest prince can't drink, he still has to prepare for Gu Lishu.

The third lady cried with joy and a mother's joy and self-blame for her child's home, a few years ago she blamed her for losing Ge'er, I don't know how much Ge'er has suffered over the years. In the earnest eyes, I finally saw the person in my heart, the thin body, the thin face, the facial features have not yet grown, but the eyebrows and eyes are very similar to the young self, her son...... Finally back.

Fu Mingran saw a woman crying, but she was laughing again, she retracted her gaze and glanced at the people around her, Fu Mingyuan's expression was cold, no matter what the situation, Mingran still couldn't grow up in the third room, not to mention that there was a biggest problem...... He nodded at the person who was looking at him, but he could have allowed contact.

"Ge'er...... Come here. The woman who was sitting had slowly stood up, but one of her hands was propped up on the table, her body seemed to be shivering coldly, Fu Mingran took a step and paused, she was not called Ge'er, this woman ...... Is it her mother?

The woman suddenly laughed, it was the kind of laughter, laughing so hard that there were tears on both cheeks, and her somewhat sticky eyes were fixed on the child who stopped at the door, and the light in her eyes seemed to be full of light. The maid on the side bowed slightly, Madame looked like this, I don't know what the son would think.

Fu Mingyuan's eyes are deep, this stepmother who has been in the door for nine years has often been confused since the disappearance of her child, and her song is ...... I still know his name when he was a child, Fu Liangge...... But it's too cold.

"Mingran, your previous name is called Ge'er, go and say hello to your mother." Fu Mingyuan turned to look at her, the child in front of him raised his head, and his eyes brought the sophistication of the past experience again, he frowned slightly, didn't he remember any of the past......

Fu Mingran stepped forward again, her expression was very calm, if it was really a mother's ...... She thought she would like it, the woman opposite still had the residual emotions on her face after laughing, the light in the eyes of the third lady gradually extinguished, and she slowly became infected with an unknown look, as if looking at the child who came over, and it seemed that her mind had drifted outside, Fu Mingyuan, who was also standing on the side, watched silently, the third lady ...... It seems to understand something.

"Ge'er, come to ...... mother's side" finally opened her arms, her gentle smile was reflected in Mingran's clear eyes, and Ge'er really came back.

The maid hurriedly poured two cups of tea, and the son only glanced at it lightly, and did not act, Qing'er breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, although she knew that the son only wanted to eat in her own room, but fortunately, the son did not dislike the furnishings of their three rooms......

Since Mrs. went crazy, the head of the house disappeared after coming a few times, and the expenses of each room were taken care of by Steward Zhang, and he and the second room lady had a little distant kinship, and they were close in the past, so naturally their third room was gradually neglected.

The focus is on the food aspect...... It's far worse than when Mrs. took the little son, but the third lady is like this now, and they don't dare to say much as a subordinate.

Fu Mingran was hugged by someone, such a tight movement made her a little uncomfortable, and she felt that the person next to her was trembling slightly, she didn't know why, she actually put her hands around her squatting back, it turned out that there was a mother...... It's such a warm feeling.

"My son, you have suffered." The sound of muttering was still spreading around the quiet room, and the maid's eyes were also red, Fu Mingyuan stood at the door like that, as if looking at the person who was held tightly in his arms in an eternal posture, his eyes were a little dim, the reunion was certainly joyful, but it was not to sprinkle salt on the wound.

Ming Ran was held in her arms, her eyes were also flickering with tears, looking up at a painting, a plainly dressed person standing in the garden, her eyes kept looking at the child fluttering butterflies in front of her, the child was a boy, about four years old, just a simple back, but the joy was vividly displayed by the color rendered on the drawing paper, the woman was about twenty years old, the expression on her face was also invisible, but the slightly sideways face, why between the eyebrows...... There should be a faint sorrow.

"Ge'er...... Can you call a mother? The choked voice finally recalled her thoughts, I don't know if it was affected by the painting, Mo said that what the person in front of her had been looking forward to, perhaps also what she had been looking forward to in her heart, in a still childish voice, said these two words.

"Mother...... I miss you so much. She leaned on her shoulder, and said the last four words herself, and the weeping on the woman's obvious face was about to begin again, but she seemed to suppress her emotions, and gently patted the back of the child on her body, and ...... Glancing at the man standing in the doorway.

With this slight glance, Fu Mingyuan felt a trace of panic in his eyes for some reason, his gaze deepened, maybe the disappearance of the child back then was not as simple as it seemed, and it has never been as simple as it seems.

"Mingran, how did the eldest brother tell you when he came?" Half of the face of the person at the door was against the sun, and his tone was somewhat softened, and the person who was suddenly called raised his head a little dazedly, and the eldest brother said...... She came to greet her mother.

Please be ...... What is it? The look on her face was a little puzzled, and the woman gradually let go of her, and she stood alone, with the confusion peculiar to children.

"Tea for the third lady." It's a little cold, Fu Mingyuan looked at the look on her face, and another frozen string in his heart was touched, but this change ...... His tense face said it all, and if this kid could do that, it wouldn't take long for his original intention to be realized.

His original intention...... It's just for a vision in front of a person's life.

The layer of tulle on Fu Mingran's face was gradually removed, and her confusion ...... It's just a confusion about the past, if she lives in this comfortable home from now on, will the person who used to make trouble on the streets and alleys really come back?

Fu Mingyuan just watched from afar, this child's mind must not be looked at by an eight-year-old child, probably sometimes the person in front of him who is obviously in an ignorant age has the depth of an adult, and the confusion on his face just now may really not know what it means to say goodbye, but the back has been imprinted on his face...... But there is a hidden tangled look, is this kid weighing something?

Fu Mingran suddenly laughed, and even giggled, and the appearance of his immature face was quite surprising, but he was absolutely willing to protect the vision of this smiling face for a lifetime. She took the tea on the table with her small hand, slowly moved it to the woman, and knelt on the ground with respect.

"Mother, please drink tea!" When the sitting woman took the teacup with trembling hands, and drank the cup of tea under the gaze of several people, she finally ...... Her cool song is back.

The custom of the Fu family, if the child asks his mother for tea, and the mother accepts and drinks it, the child is really a descendant of the Fu family, and the name will be recorded on the Fu family tree in the future.

Since the head of the family also had no objections, Fu Mingran ...... He has already recognized his ancestors.