Chapter 117 One-year deadline

After Father Su roared, his body collapsed backwards, and he covered his face and sobbed softly.

The successive deaths of his relatives were a huge blow to Su's father.

After crying for a while, Father Su wiped away his tears, clenched his palms tightly with his fingertips, and suppressed his anger.

He stared at Fu Quezhou, his voice hoarse and cold, "Give me back my son's ashes. People like you are not worthy of touching him...even a handful of ashes."

Upon hearing this, Fu Quezhou panicked, "No! That's all I have. Please don't take it away."

When Father Su heard this, he sneered, "Do you think you are still qualified to say such things?"

Fu Quezhou was choked and unable to refute.

Father Su stood up shakily and walked towards Secretary Jin. "Mr. Jin, please take me there. I want to take Mianmian's ashes back with me."

Secretary Jin glanced at Fu Quezhou and saw him turn around and shake his head slightly at him. Secretary Jin felt a slight pain in his heart. He turned his face away and nodded, "Okay, I'll take you there."

Secretary Jin brought Su's father to the villa and asked him to wait in the living room for a while while he went to Fu Quezhou's bedroom.

A moment later, Secretary Jin came down carrying the urn and came to Su's father and said, "Uncle, these are Mr. Su's ashes."

When he saw the square black box, Su's father's tears burst out again.

He reached out and took it, holding it in his arms and caressing it, his voice choked and trembling as he said, "Mianmian, Dad will take you home."

Then he went out with the urn. Secretary Jin offered to take him back, but he refused.

Fu Quezhou hurried back but was still late. He ran all the way back and only saw the back of Su's father leaving with the urn.

Just as he was about to chase after her, Secretary Jin grabbed him.

Secretary Jin said, "Mr. Fu, don't chase him anymore. Let Mr. Su go back. His home is over there."

Now, he no longer has even the one thought.

After many days, Su's father returned to the cemetery where Su's mother was buried. However, when he saw a new tombstone with his name engraved on it, his heart ached.

He did not remove the tombstone with his name on it, but instead dug another hole next to it, placed Su Yumian's ashes in it, and built a new grave.

He stroked the three tombstones one by one, his voice heavy and slow, revealing a deep sense of sorrow, "Now, our family is finally reunited."

The sound made people feel stuffy in their chests in the quiet cemetery.

Su's father, who lost his wife and son in his old age, seemed to have aged several years overnight, with white hair on his temples and a body like rotten wood.

On the other side, Fu Quezhou stood alone in the bedroom, looking at the empty bed, his heart sinking again and again.

Now, he couldn't even keep Su Yumian's last ashes. His world, which was not bright to begin with, returned to darkness again.

If Su Yumian no longer existed in this world, there would be no point in him living.

As he slowly walked out of the bedroom and closed the door, in the dark world of his subconscious mind, the door of light also closed at the same time, and everything returned to darkness completely.

He came downstairs with a gloomy face, and Secretary Jin was waiting outside.

Seeing him coming downstairs, Secretary Jin asked, "Mr. Fu, are you going to the company now?"

Fu Quezhou did not answer immediately. He opened the car door and sat in, his fingertips unconsciously stroking the door handle.

After a moment's silence, he spoke slowly, his voice hoarse like sandpaper.

"Are Fu Yanxiu's family still in the old house?"

Secretary Jin was stunned. Why did he suddenly ask about them?

Didn’t President Fu always hate them?

Although he was puzzled, he still replied, "Yes, I heard from the chairman that your father...they plan to settle down in the country."

Hearing this, Fu Quezhou straightened his sleeves and said to Secretary Jin, "Let's go to the old house first."

"…Oh well."

Twenty minutes later, the car stopped in front of the Fu family's old house.

When the housekeeper saw him coming back, he hurried over to open the door and said, "Master, you're back."

"Well, where are Grandpa and the others?"

"The master and the others are talking in the room." replied the butler.

"Okay, I understand."

Fu Quezhou walked past the butler and went straight to the living room.

In the living room, Mr. Fu, Fu Yanxiu, Chen Lan and Fu Quening were talking and laughing, having a great time and a peaceful atmosphere.

But because Fu Quezhou suddenly barged in, the laughter stopped abruptly and the atmosphere suddenly became silent.

Because Fu Quezhou did not inform him in advance that he was coming back, the four of them were caught off guard.

Mr. Fu was the first to react. He stood up and said, "Quezhou is back. Why didn't you call in advance?"

Although he complained, he couldn't hide the smile in his eyes.

After all, when he called Fu Quezhou to come back before, he always made excuses. This time he actually came back on his own initiative, so he was naturally happy.

Fu Quezhou's gaze fell on Fu Quening. Seeing this, Chen Lan subconsciously protected Fu Quening behind her.

Fu Quezhou sneered, then walked over to sit next to Old Man Fu and said to Fu Quening:

"You are also a descendant of the Fu family. You should also contribute to the Fu family's business. Starting today, you will come with me to the company to learn."

When these words were spoken, everyone was stunned.

He came back suddenly just to ask Fu Quening to study at the company?

Fu Yanxiu glanced at Fu Quezhou and said in a negotiating tone, "Zhouzhou, Ningning is still young. Isn't it too early for her to go to the company to study so early?"

Hearing this, Fu Quezhou sneered, "Is nineteen years old young? When I was his age, I was already able to stand on my own."

"But Ningning is still studying, so how can she have the time..."

"Fu Yanxiu, I'm not discussing this with you." Fu Quezhou interrupted his father by calling his name.

Fu Yanxiu was stunned and shut up angrily.

Seeing the atmosphere was a little awkward, Old Master Fu quickly tried to smooth things over, "Yan Xiu, what Zhou Zhou said is correct. Ningning is a descendant of my Fu family, and I should take some responsibility for the family business, but..."

Mr. Fu paused and looked at Fu Quening, "But I still have to ask Ningning what she means, right?"

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Fu Quening glanced at Fu Quezhou, met his gaze, his Adam's apple rolled, and said, "I want to learn from Big Brother."

"Ningning!"

Shen Lan became anxious and her voice suddenly rose a little.

Hearing this answer, Fu Quezhou nodded in satisfaction, then looked at Shen Lan and said sarcastically, "Don't be nervous, I won't eat your precious son."

Then he stood up and said to Fu Quening, "There is no time to lose. Come with me to the company today."

Mr. Fu was stunned for a moment, then stood up and said, "There's no need to be so anxious, right?"

"You are not in a hurry, but I am, because..." Someone is waiting for me.

Before he finished speaking, Fu Quezhou walked straight out the door. Seeing this, Fu Quening hurried to follow him.

After arriving at the company, Fu Quezhou took Fu Quening directly to his office.

He got straight to the point and said, "I need you to familiarize yourself with the company's operating system and all matters, big and small, within a year. If you have any questions, you can ask Secretary Jin."

Fu Quening was stunned. "Isn't one year too short?"

After all, he is not familiar with the company's business at all. It will take at least two years to learn from the basics.

"Just one year."

No more.

Seeing that there was no room for maneuver, Fu Quening could only accept it.

For the next year, Fu Quezhou arranged for Fu Quening to take a leave of absence from school so that he could devote himself to his work.

He also tried his best to impart his experience in cooperating and dealing with others, and Fu Quening did not let him down by learning from him seriously.

One year later, Liwu Village.

Su Yumian has lived in the Chen family for a year. He went from being listless at the beginning to living an active life now.

In the first six months, he always woke up crying in the middle of the night and couldn't sleep all night after waking up.

In the second half of the year, Xiaohui forced him to go out to the stall in order to prevent him from continuing to be immersed in sadness.

As time went by, he seemed to have deliberately forgotten the pain of the past.

Now, he can smile at his customers while he cuts with his knife.

Even though this smile is like thin ice in early spring, it will break at the touch.

As usual, he was wearing a waterproof apron and wellies and was killing fish in an orderly manner.

"Brother Mianmian, have you prepared the fish this beautiful lady wanted?"

Su Yumian took the time to look up and replied, "Right away!"