Zhou Hongxia stood up and spoke for her daughter. "Dad, Xiaoxue has been spoiled since she was a child. How can she go to the countryside to suffer? Although Xiaoxue is not your biological granddaughter, you have raised her under your care. You can't drive your granddaughter away and force her to die in the countryside just because you have a daughter-in-law. If anything happens to my Xiaoxue, I will die too."

Fu Guangbo pulled her aside and lectured her, "Zhou Hongxia! What nonsense are you talking about? Are you threatening Dad? Is this something a junior like you should say to an elder?"

Zhou Hongxia: "As long as I am alive, no one is allowed to touch my daughter."

Fu Guangbo, "If you teach Xiaoxue well, no one will touch her. She has become more and more crooked under your care over the years. Dad is taking care of her for your own good and for ours. If you don't want Dad to take care of your daughter, then you can move out."

Zhou Hongxia was stunned at first, then she asked sharply, "You want Xiaoxue and I to move out? Do you want to divorce me? Tell me!"

Fu Guangbo rubbed his swollen temples and said, "It's not a divorce, it's our whole family moving out."

Back then, his father and Fu Yanxun were comrades-in-arms. His father died and his mother committed suicide by jumping into a river. The relatives at home were superstitious and feudal and said that he was an unlucky person for his father and mother and did not dare to adopt him.

It was the Fu family who adopted him, provided him with food, clothing, and sent him to school. The Fu family was grateful to him for giving birth to a new life.

We must not allow Zhou Hongxia, this troublemaker, to cause unrest in the Fu family.

He has been patient for so many years for the sake of his children and cannot let his parents down.

Fu Yanxun did not let the quarrel go just because the eldest brother and his wife were arguing. He still had to discipline them. "If you don't want to go to the countryside, take off the bracelet and return it to Comrade Xiao Liu."

"Take it off if you want. I'll do it, okay?" Fu Xiaoxue took off the bracelet from her wrist.

"Bang!"

He threw it casually on the table, and it bounced up and fell to the ground due to the huge impact, right at Li Jiyue's feet.

After throwing it, she wanted to run upstairs to her room and hide, but she had only taken two steps.

Fu Yanxun said in a deep voice, "Stop! Pick it up!"

Fu Xiaoxue looked back at Fu Yanxun, who was looking angry. Her lips moved and she swallowed all the words back into her stomach.

Slowly walked towards Li Jiyue.

He slowly squatted down and picked up the necklace on the ground. When he looked up, his eyes fell on the two people's clasped hands as if they were poisoned.

Then, he slowly raised his head and met Li Jiyue's eyes.

There was a hint of sarcasm in the corner of Li Jiyue's lips. She didn't take such a petty quarrel seriously.

Moreover, she didn't even have to do anything, as someone would stand up for her and defeat the other side.

Fu Xiaoxue put the bracelet on the table and wanted to leave. She wanted to go back to her room and lock herself up alone. She didn't have to be scolded here and made fun of by that bitch.

Just took two steps.

Yang Shuhua called her again, "Xiaoxue, dinner is almost ready. Don't go upstairs. Just sit here and entertain the guests."

There are guests here, and you run into the house just because you are angry. How can that be?

Fu Xiaoxue was forced to sit back on the sofa.

The atmosphere was awkward and stiff.

Li Jiyue said, "Actually, I prepared gifts for my parents. I'm not as thoughtful as Comrade Xiaoyan, who prepared gifts for everyone but only for you two, so I feel embarrassed to take them out."

She took out two gift boxes, one large and one small, from her bag.

Taking into account the nature of the work of the two elders of the Fu family, a Shanghai brand watch was prepared for Fu Yanxun and a brown handmade sweater was prepared for Yang Shuhua.

This sweater was knitted by her in her previous life. She wanted to give it to her mother as a birthday present, but she passed away before she could give it to her mother.

In my previous life, it was not finished yet and I only wove half of it. In this life, I occasionally weave it in the space when I am bored. I finished it after a while of work last night.

Fu Yanxun and Yang Shuhua received the gifts from her and liked them very much. They were even happier with her calmness and thoughtfulness.

I just learned yesterday that my son found a girlfriend and was so happy that I couldn't stop smiling. But when I learned that she was only nineteen years old, I felt worried.

Fu Chengyu is the heir of the Fu family and the future head of the family.

They were worried that Li Jiyue was too young to control others, and they were even more worried that their benefactor's daughter would be wronged in their home.

They are old and cannot always take care of their descendants. They can only go further if they can stand on their own feet.

After getting along with each other, I began to look at Li Jiyue with new respect.

Yang Shuhua tried the sweater on the spot and found it fit her perfectly. She was so happy that she couldn't stop smiling and kept praising Li Jiyue for her dexterity.

Fu Yanxun touched the sweater on his wife and suddenly felt that the watch on his wrist was not so attractive anymore. It was made of good material and had good craftsmanship.

He also wanted one, but he just thought about it in his mind, but he didn't tell others that they had already given him a watch, so he shouldn't be so greedy and want everything.

Yang Shuhua turned around and wanted Fu Yanxun to check whether the back was suitable, but she saw him grabbing the corner of her clothes, rubbing the material and observing the workmanship, as if he was studying a work of art.

Yang Shuhua, “…”

"Old Fu, I asked you to see if it fits, why are you touching my sweater?"

Fu Guangbo joked, "Mom, Dad, the sweater he likes must be yours. Sister-in-law, why don't you knit one for Dad when you have time? That way he won't miss Mom's sweater."

Fu Yanxun's thoughts were exposed. He withdrew his hand awkwardly, and a rare trace of embarrassment appeared on his serious face.

Fu Chengyu was pleased when he heard it, "Dad doesn't lack sweaters. Mom has knitted a lot for him. My wife has never knitted a sweater for me."

He also wanted to wear the sweater knitted for him by his wife.

Fu Xiaoxue looked at the happy atmosphere among the group and bit her back teeth hard. Why did she feel like she was making wedding dresses for others?

Isn't it just a worthless sweater?

She had sent them gifts before, but she had never seen them so happy.

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