Chapter 112: Mr.'s red cotton jacket with rabbit ears
Snow fell under the eaves. Fu Yanzhi stood in the pavilion, patting the warmly wrapped little cub in his arms.
Little Xingsu tossed and turned for most of the night, and this time he really fell asleep. His chubby little hands gently grasped his hair, his little face was pressed against his shoulder, and he slept soundly.
Fu Yanzhi stood for a while and felt a little tired, but he didn't dare to move. He just found a place to sit down in the corridor, patting Xiao Xingsu's back in his arms.
The dark shadow in the corridor appeared again, hiding and appearing, then retreating.
Fu Yanzhi: "Uncle, come out."
The dark shadow froze and stood there silently, trying to blend in with the shadows of the trees under the corridor.
But Fu Yanzhi didn't give him this opportunity: "If it's not my uncle, then it must be a demon."
As he spoke, he held the child steadily in one hand and took out the talisman with the other.
"You little bastard!" Old Master Fu came out from the shadows, cursing. "Have you become so powerful? You dare to attack your uncle?"
Fu Yanzhi said: "This is not it, and you are not sure if it is you?"
Old Master Fu cursed this bastard in his heart. He had no respect for him at all recently and was even worse than his previous wooden nephew.
He sat there angrily, but his eyes couldn't stop stealing glances at the fat little boy sleeping in Fu Yanzhi's arms.
Fu Yanzhi held the child carefully, and the child slept soundly. The white and cute little face was squeezed and deformed on Fu Yanzhi's shoulders, making people want to pinch it.
"This, this child... is it really yours?" The old man hesitated, looking embarrassed.
Fu Yanzhi nodded.
"Then, then you don't mind that Xie Zao Zao had a man before?"
Fu Yanzhi thanked him in his heart. Before this, it was true that the person she liked was not him, but Young Master Lin.
But so what? Now the person is his, and the child is his too. Master Lin, you are destined to be beaten.
So he said calmly, "It's enough that she's mine."
Mr. Fu understood what Fu Yanzhi meant, and his expression eased slightly, but he hesitated and said, "No matter how good Miss Zao is, she is not as important as your life, right?"
"As the head of the Fu family, the most taboo thing is love. Uncle didn't want to force you before because there are many Xuanmen women who are suitable for you. You can find the one you like, but now the Yun family has a way..."
"Uncle, I don't trust the Yun family." Fu Yanzhi patted the little boy in his arms, moved him off his shoulders and held him in his arms.
Little Xingsu was sleeping in Fu Yanzhi's arms with her arms and legs spread out. Her chubby little hands couldn't hold her hair anymore, so she still curled up.
The back of the little hand is white and tender, with shallow pits on it, and as soft as a steamed bun.
Mr. Fu's attention was attracted by the little boy who was sleeping soundly.
Fu Yanzhi asked softly, "Uncle, do you want to hold me?"
Old Master Fu coughed dryly: "Anyone can give birth to a child, but it's more important for you to keep it alive - but, holding it is okay..."
Fu Yanzhi: "Stop hugging me."
Mr. Fu: ...He hasn’t finished speaking yet, why won’t you let me hug him?
He stole a glance at the little cub in his nephew's arms.
The baby is soft and chubby, and feels very firm when held in the hand, with a scent of milk.
Old Master Fu glanced at the sleeping little fat boy reluctantly, his expression changing from gloomy to bright. Finally, he tossed his sleeves and said, "If you don't want to hold me, then don't hold me."
"Yanzhi, I watched you grow up. Compared to this child, I want you to be safe more. Do you understand? The Yun family is now proposing a marriage, which is a good opportunity—"
"Uncle, I don't trust the Yun family. When Yun Manyhuang showed up at our Fu family before, did you think she just wanted to rescue Yun Lingtian?"
"The timing of his appearance and those of the demons is so coincidental. This means that if the entire Yun family didn't rebel, at least some of them would choose to fight against the demons."
"Can you believe the conditions they proposed?"
"Besides, does the Yun family really need a marriage with the Fu family? They could clearly take this opportunity to offer more benefits, but they insist on forming a marriage."
Mr. Fu: "Let's talk about it after their elders come. If it doesn't work, we can talk about it later." But we can't let go of any hope!
In this regard, Mr. Fu is surprisingly stubborn.
Fu Yanzhi held the child and glanced at the old man, then said calmly, "I don't want to."
Old Master Fu raised the cane in his hand high and wanted to hit it hard on the ground, but he glanced at the sleeping cub in Fu Yanzhi's arms, and finally put it down silently.
"Anyway, I'll invite the elders of the Yun family tomorrow! I can't let you make the decision on your own about this matter!"
"This child is worth nothing compared to your life! If you say you don't want her, then you don't want her!"
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Xie woke up early, sat up, and subconsciously touched the little Xingsu beside him, but found nothing. He was stunned and turned around to get out of bed.
As a result, I saw Fu Yanzhi half leaning on the soft couch, and little Xingsu lying on him, the big and the small were sleeping soundly.
Although Fu Yanzhi was lying on the soft couch, his hair was still neat and tidy, and his clothes were neat and tidy. Except for the little kid lying on his body which ruined the overall look, the rest of his appearance was very pleasing to the eye.
Xie got out of bed early and touched Xiao Xingsu's head. He breathed a sigh of relief when he found that the fever had subsided.
Just as she was about to withdraw her hand, Fu Yanzhi gently held it.
Fu Yanzhi slowly opened his eyes, looked at the girl in front of him, and said lightly: "Taking care of children is quite tiring."
The system said: "This man finally understands the hardships of raising a child."
In the end, Xie Zao Zao said, "When he recovers, it will be easy to carry. You can hang it on the wall. You can do what you need to do."
System: ...You're just afraid that others will feel sorry for you, right? Go ahead and do it!
Fu Yanzhi couldn't help but sigh: "Xie Zaozao, are you afraid that I will feel sorry for you?"
Xie Zaozao: "Why do you feel sorry for me? I'm living a good life."
Fu Yanzhi stopped talking. At this time, little Xingsu also woke up. He rubbed his eyes, hummed a few times, and saw Xie Zao Zao and excitedly reached out to hug him.
Xie picked up the kid early and went to the yard to practice boxing.
Fu Yanzhi reminded him worriedly, "Dress the child warmly."
Xie had already wrapped his vest and cotton jacket around the child and wore a thin coat himself.
Fu Yanzhi frowned, walked into the yard, and put his cloak on Xie Zaozao.
Xie Zaozao: "What are you doing? Disturbing me while I'm boxing."
Fu Yanzhi: "You wear it and fight."
“It gets dirty easily.”
"It's okay." If it gets dirty, I'll just change into the new set you made for me.
At Fu Yanzhi's insistence, Xie Zao Zao finished a set of punches wearing a cloak, making the cloak wrinkled and dirty.
She took the cloak back to the house with a melancholy look on her face: "I told you it would get dirty."
"That's fine. Where's the cloak and jacket you made for me?"
Xie Zaozao: "When did I make you a cloak and cotton-padded jacket?"
Fu Yanzhi suddenly felt something was wrong: "What did you do with the cloth and cotton that Shuyue gave you?"
Xie Zaoyao took out a child's cotton jacket: "Ah, this, you can't wear this."
Fu Yanzhi laughed angrily: "I gave you the fabric, and you made clothes for your child?"
"Yes." Xie Zaozao saw that Fu Yanzhi's expression was not right, as if he was angry, and thought, could it be that Mr. Fu wants me to make clothes for him?
It’s not impossible to do it, but the fabric has been used up.
Ah, later she felt that the color of the cloth was not bright enough, so she asked Shuyue for a set of bright red ones. How about that one?
So she said to Fu Yanzhi sincerely, "Sir, if you want, I will do the next set for you."
Make a bright red set with a bunny pattern.
The author's thoughts:
Many years later, Fu Yanzhi stood under the eaves watching the snow. Next to him was Xiao Xingsu, who was wearing silver-gray brocade and had a stern face. He, on the other hand, was wearing a bright red gown with a little rabbit pattern on it.
When the wind blows, the rabbit ears on the shoulders can sway in the wind.
Xie Zaozao: "Festive and beautiful."
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