Fu Xu raised his eyebrows and chuckled, and pinched her fingertips with his big backhand: "Aren't I raising you now?" How? Are you doing charity with me? ”

He bent down slightly and looked at Wen Yin: "My brother even said that you will give me a pension and send me to the end of my life, do you still ask me if I will support you?" Do you have a little conscience? ”

Wen Yin laughed: "That's what I said." ”

She's too insecure.

At this moment, she seemed to get it, but after getting it, she was afraid of losing.

So she had to ask for the exact, because there weren't many things in this world that belonged to her.

Fu Xu rubbed Wen Yin's head affectionately with his palms: "Go to dinner." ”

Before leaving, Fu Xu said something to the police, and came out of it in about two or three minutes.

Wen Yin grabbed his hand and hooked it tightly.

The man stepped out, Wen Yin hugged his arm with both hands, and shouted crisply: "Brother, pull me up." ”

As he spoke, Wen Yin hung on his arm and asked Fu Xu's arm to exert force, so a little girl was hung on Fu Xu's arm.

After not taking a few steps, Wen Yin felt that his hands were soft and he couldn't hold his arms.

He exhaled heavily, and landed on his feet.

But after a while, she hung up again, as if she were playing.

Up and down, bouncing and jumping, the man glanced sideways at her from time to time, and there was a smile on his face.

"Is it fun? Stop playing, your hand will hurt again in a moment. Fu Xu stopped Wen Yin: "Originally, the bruises were not good, so they were naughty." ”

Wen Yin tilted his head, his eyes shining: "It's fun." ”

"I still want to ride on my shoulder." Wen Yin said: "But the plush skirt I wore today has a bad image." ”

The corners of Fu Xu's lips twitched: "You no longer have an image." ”

"Oh?" Wen Yin looked up at him: "What was my image before?" And what now? ”

"From a gentle and squeamish little obedient to a naughty little girl."

"You don't like it?"

Fu Xu smiled: "Why don't I like it?" ”

Wen Yin is a child without a child.

It was like bringing back my childhood.

Every child will be held by their parents and hung out of thin air, enjoying the joy of their feet off the ground.

Wen Yin didn't, she hadn't seen anyone else do this, but maybe it was her nature, she just wanted to do that.

……

At this moment, the Fu family.

Mother Fu and Zhuang Congning were in the front hall, and Old Man Fu also came.

"Dad, I called you over today to discuss a matter with you, after all, you are the biggest in our family, and you are also the most able to make decisions."

"Now Fu Quanhuan is still lying in the hospital, life and death are uncertain, he is not out of danger, whether he is dead or alive, none of us knows."

"According to the customs of our Fu family, it means that there are unclean things in the house, which need to be cleaned out, and after cleaning it out, the family needs to be chong chong xi."

"And Zhuang Congning and Fu Xu, their engagement banquet happens to be able to solve this matter, please invite the mage over when the time comes, Dad, what do you think?"

Old Man Fu's eyebrows were heavy: "What does this unclean thing refer to?" ”

"Which outsider has been in the house lately?" Fu Mu smiled: "Then that person is not clean." ”

The words have been made clear, and the spearhead is directed at Wen Yin.

The Fu family is convinced of Feng Shui.

After all, the house where you live is a century-old house, and the Fu family is also a century-old inheritance.

There are customs that have been passed down from generation to generation.

"Wen Yin?" Old Man Fu: "What are you going to do with her?" She's my best friend's granddaughter. ”