Fu Yuling was pushed away, and pouted at Fu Jichen with both hands on his hips: "Brother, why do you speak in the same tone as your grandfather now, are you old before your thirtieth birthday?" ”

She was different, wearing a small rose-red dress, her legs were bare on a cold day, and her long light chestnut hair was braided into two fishbone braids and folded behind her head.

At the same age, she is still innocent and ignorant of the world.

Fu Jichen didn't even look at her, took off his coat with a cold face, handed it to the servant who stepped forward, and asked Wei Ronghua, who came later: "Where's grandpa?" ”

"Upstairs in the study."

Wei Ronghua wanted to ask him if he had eaten, if he needed to cook something, so he walked upstairs, his back was tall and crisp, like a towering tree.

Fu Yuling stared at his figure for a long time, until he walked past the corner of the stairs and couldn't see it anymore, she reluctantly retracted her gaze and sat on the sofa, shook her head and sighed: "Since my brother has a girlfriend, I don't like my sister more and more." ”

"What nonsense." Wei Ronghua frowned and reminded her, "Don't mention this matter at home in the future." ”

She has already heard that Ji Chen has a woman in Yicheng, who is still the daughter of the down-and-out Shen family, and some time ago she made a fuss with the son of the Pei family in the hospital ward, and it was not the same.

With such a family background, let alone the old man, she can't pass this hurdle.

"Whether I mention it or not, everyone knows anyway." Fu Yuling looked down at the newly made berry-colored manicure that matched the skirt, and said nonchalantly, "My brother showed affection to his girlfriend in Yicheng so highly, I didn't think to hide it at all. ”

Wei Ronghua's face was not good: "The family knows it, forget it, and it can't be passed on." ”

"Oh." Fu Yuling looked at the staircase, "Why hasn't my brother come down yet." ”

Wei Ronghua also glanced at the direction of the stairs and said worriedly: "I guess I chatted with your grandfather in the study, I haven't seen you for more than half a year, and my grandfather and grandson have chatted." ”

She only hopes that Ji Shen can calm down, stop making the old man angry, bow her head to the old man and admit her mistake, and strive to stay in Beicheng is serious. She knows very well in her heart that the younger generation is the best in Jishen, but he is up to the task, the old man doesn't say it, and he is the one he loves the most in his heart.

Her status as a mother in the future depends on him.

In the study room on the third floor, when Fu Jichen knocked on the door and entered, Old Man Fu sat on a sandalwood chair reading a book, dressed in dark gray silk clothes, with strong spirits and a deep aura.

A small yellow clay stove was set up on the table on the side, the charcoal fire was sizzling, and a pot of tea sat on the stove, just boiling, and the white water vapor was rising.

Fu Jichen walked slowly to him, the old man didn't look up, his eyes stayed on the book. Fu Jichen picked up the white square scarf on the desk, folded it in half and put it on the handle of the teapot, and poured a cup of tea for the old man: "Grandpa." ”

The old man closed the book and raised his eyes to look at the person standing at the table: "Back?" ”

"Well, just arrived." Fu Jichen put down the teapot, wiped his hands with a square towel, and sat down on the chair opposite the old man, "I'm worried about you." ”

The old man snorted and feigned anger: "If I knew I was worried, I wouldn't have waited until today to come back." ”

"Isn't this following your instructions to reflect on yourself and temper your temperament in Yicheng?" Fu Jichen curled his lips and smiled, "How dare you come back easily and make you unhappy." ”

"Really?" The old man was really a little angry now, "But how did I hear that you are happy and happy in Yicheng, and you don't have a reflective attitude." ”

Fu Jichen knew what he was referring to, and he wanted to gag: "Who did you listen to, but you wronged me, I have increased Dongke's profit by 200% for you, just this, is it still called happy and happy?" ”

"Don't go around the bend with me, your grandfather and I are not old and confused." The old man laughed angrily, "Let me ask you, what's the matter with the daughter of the Shen family?" ”

Seeing that this topic could not be revealed, Fu Jichen smiled and said, "As far as you know, it's all about it." ”

"I told you not to go around the bend with me, are you serious or joking? If you play around, I won't say anything, when you're old, I don't care if there's a woman by your side, as long as you don't make a fuss. The old man picked up the teacup, didn't drink it, just looked at him, and said in a stern tone, "If you are serious......"

"How's it serious?"

Fu Jichen still looks so relaxed, others are afraid that the old man is afraid to death, he is not afraid.

"Weigh it yourself!"

The old man said a word to him in a fierce voice, put down the teaglass, picked up the book and continued to read, not wanting to say more to him.

As soon as he came back, he was angry, he owed this grandson in his last life.

The old man didn't speak, Fu Jichen was naturally silent, sat with Gan for a while, and got up to say goodbye.

When I got out of the study, I happened to meet Fu Feibai who came out of the room.

The boy wore a gray and white trendy sweatshirt, loose black mop pants, trouser cuffs piled up on the instep, yawned as he walked out, and the hair on the top of his head was curled.

Fu Feibai always has a reversed schedule, and when he woke up at this time, he saw Fu Jichen, yawning halfway, his mouth was wide open, and his eyes lit up.

"Brother, when are you coming back?!"

Fu Feibai looks like Wei Ronghua, with a delicate face, delicate eyebrows and eyes, and he swept the country as soon as he debuted, gaining countless girlfriend fans. should have gone farther and farther on the road of being an idol, but he preferred filming, and there were few stage variety shows, so he devoted himself to acting.

really made him do some achievements, and won an actor trophy at a young age, and his acting career will only be smoother in the future.

Fu Jichen patted him on the shoulder: "I just arrived." ”

Fu Feibai was a little flattered and went downstairs with him: "Are you going to leave when you come back this time?" ”

"If you can't go, you won't often see me."

"Hahaha." Fu Feibai has a hearty temperament and a low smile, Fu Jichen's casual words made him eyebrows fly, "I am now in the rising period of my career, and it is the norm to fly from the south to the south and the north." Still, it's not as busy as you. ”

Fu Jichen smiled silently.

"Hey, brother." Fu Feibai suddenly lowered his voice and made a small report to him, "You don't know, the second uncle and aunt mention that you have a girlfriend at the dinner table every time, and the words mean to see jokes." You are really dating the down-and-out daughter of the Shen family. ”

Fu Jichen's eyebrows frowned.

Fu Feibai was still a little afraid of his eldest brother, and seeing that his face changed slightly, he hurriedly covered his mouth: "I didn't say it, I listened to them." ”

"With me, she's not a down-and-out daughter." Fu Jichen dropped a sentence and stepped down the last step with his feet.

Fu Fei stood on the stairs stupidly, Fu Jichen had already walked away, and the words that were obviously protective echoed in his ears, meaning that Shen Jianian was with him, and his identity was as noble as him, and he was no longer a down-and-out daughter?

*

At dinner time, the family sat down to eat together for the first time in a long time.

Tomorrow is the Chinese New Year's Eve, and almost all the people who should come back are back today, and this meal is no different from the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner.

Several people looked at Fu Jichen sitting beside the old man with complicated eyes, they wanted to make a stumbling block for him, so that he could stay in Yicheng and not come back, but after many spying, his surroundings were like copper walls and iron walls, and there was no way to start.

Fu Jianfang ate two mouthfuls of food, his mind became active, and he smiled and said: "Ji Shen, why didn't you bring your girlfriend back for us to meet, while everyone is here during the Chinese New Year, it is easy to get to know each other." ”

Fu Feibai and Fu Jichen glanced at each other, and the former pursed the corners of his lips imperceptibly, as if to say: What did I say, I knew that I wanted to mention this matter.

Fu Jichen was called by name, the other party was an elder, out of courtesy, he didn't want to be silent and didn't answer, smiled, and vaguely said: "Don't worry, there will be opportunities in the future." ”

"Don't, you said that you finally talked about a girlfriend, we as elders always have to express it." Fu Jianfang pressed step by step, "The next time people may not be like this." Besides, the girl's parents are not there, and she is so lonely during the New Year. ”

Fu Jichen's eyes were cold, and before he could speak, another voice preceded him and blocked Fu Jianfang's mouth: "It's normal for my brother to have a girlfriend at his age, and it's nothing unusual." It's your aunt, I got a boyfriend and brought it back another day, let's take a look, I recognize my face, so as not to meet and bump into someone in the future. ”

Fu Jianfang's eyes were flustered, and she subconsciously looked at her husband sitting beside her.

She and Jia Wenying have been divorced for a while, but because of weighing the pros and cons of all aspects, they did not leave in the end. The old man reprimanded her for this incident, and she temporarily relented, cut off contact with her boyfriend outside, and returned to the family. Jia Wenying's attitude towards her is also different from before, she is much more intimate and gentle, and her life is very smooth.

The dead girl doesn't open the pot.

Sure enough, Jia Wenying's expression changed, her hand holding the chopsticks was tense, the green tendons on the back of her hand were bulging, and she couldn't bear to say anything in front of her family.

Fu Yuling sat on the chair and twisted her body, raising her eyebrows proudly, daring to bully her brother, it also depends on whether she agrees or not.

"Sit or not, eat well." Wei Ronghua patted her on the back to show alarm, and whispered, "Who asked you to talk to your elders like this, no big or small." ”

Fu Yuling stuck out his tongue and lowered his head to eat the vegetables.

Wei Ronghua saw that she was quite obedient, her eyebrows and eyes relaxed, picked up a white porcelain bowl and put a bowl of pigeon soup in her hand, and told her to drink it.

She said that her daughter was not, but she was just doing it for others to see, but in fact, she couldn't get used to the behavior of these people in the family for a long time, and she wished they would be ridiculed.

Fu Jichen wiped his mouth, stood up and bowed to the old man in the first place: "Grandpa, I've eaten well, you eat slowly." ”

"Ji Shen, I don't see you haven't eaten much......"

Before Wei Ronghua's words landed, Fu Jichen had already left the table and walked upstairs.

After he left, the old man dropped the chopsticks in his hand and smashed them to the edge of the bowl with a snap, and the whole restaurant was so quiet that only the sound of breathing could be heard.

The maid who came to add food was startled and did not dare to move with his plate.

"Fourth, there are some things to say and some things not to say, if you can't control your mouth, don't come in the future." The old man pulled his face and snorted coldly, got up and left.

Fu Feibai saw with his own eyes that after his grandfather finished speaking, his aunt's face turned white.

The old man naturally attributed the fault to his aunt, blaming her for ruining the opportunity for the family to get together for dinner, after all, the topic was started by her.

Upstairs in the bedroom, Fu Jichen lit a cigarette and sat on the sofa with his legs folded.

The mobile phone on the glass table lit up the screen, and the call to Shen Jiannian was not answered for a long time.

Fu Jichen curled the corner of his lips and sneered, when he left, Shen Jianian was probably so happy that he couldn't find the north, where would he care about his call.

The beep sounded for too long, and she was about to hang up automatically, but she finally answered it, and with the sound of the whirring wind, her voice came faintly: "Hey." ”

"What are you doing?"

Fu Jichen took the cigarette away from his lips, slowly exhaled the smoke ring, and suddenly remembered the half of the cigarette that was given to her in the office that day, choking her eyes with crystal tears, and her cheeks were dyed with redness, a different kind of amorous charm.

Before Shen Jiannian could answer, Fu Jichen said, "Why don't you book a ticket now, you can come to Beicheng." ”

What he wants has to be available immediately, and delayed gratification is not real gratification.