Chapter 118 Going Down the Mountain to Buy Pornographic Pictures
Mr. Fu's protective desire was overflowing.
The little tender ball in my arms is much cuter than my nephew who has no expression on his face and acts recklessly, okay?
He must love his little grandson well.
But... he won't.
He really doesn't know how to coax children.
When his nephew was little, if he cried, he would basically just kick him in the butt.
Now he couldn't put his feet on this tender little meat ball.
Old Master Fu had no choice but to carry little Xingsu around the house, but the child didn't buy it at all and cried even harder.
Mr. Gao asked me to hold him, but Mr. Fu refused: "I can't hold him well, how can you hold him well?"
Mr. Fu was wandering around the yard holding the child, followed by Mr. Gao, who was sweating profusely.
In the cold winter, the two old men were sweating profusely, holding a crying baby in their arms, one in front and one behind, scratching their heads, helpless.
The two of them circled back and forth in the yard. After a while, Old Man Fu stamped his feet and said, "Call someone! I don't believe a yard full of people can't coax a child!"
Mr. Gao hurriedly called out to the servants in the yard: "The child is crying, what should we do?"
One of the maids asked, "Give him a rattle to play with?"
Mr. Fu hurriedly asked someone to find a rattle, but when the rattle was brought, the child saw it and cried even harder.
Old Master Fu didn’t know that this was Fu Yanzhi’s fault, he just felt heartbroken watching the little kid cry.
He stamped his feet in anger: "What use are you!"
The maid cried and said, "We can use it to boil water, sweep the floor, clean the room, wash clothes, serve meals, and keep watch at night—"
"go out!"
The maid left and the new servant came in: "Old man, the young master must be hungry, just give him something to eat."
When Mr. Fu heard this, he thought it was a bit reliable and said, "Tell me, what do you want to eat?"
"Such a young child naturally needs milk."
“…”
"Let the young master's mother feed him a few mouthfuls, it will definitely be fine."
"roll!"
Didn't he know that a few mouthfuls would be enough? The key point was that the child's mother had flown away! Did he have to find a pole to poke her down?
But seeing the child crying so hard, Mr. Fu finally had no choice but to say, "Come on, grandpa will take you to find your mother."
As he said that, he walked towards Fu Yanzhi's yard.
Little Xingsu knew clearly that this was the way home, so she stopped sobbing, turned her head from the old man's arms with a pouty mouth and stared at the Guanshan Pavilion in the distance.
Mr. Gao had a complicated expression: "This child is very smart."
If you plan to kill the mother and keep the child, I'm afraid it won't work.
Mr. Fu didn't say anything.
No matter what he said, all he had in mind was wanting his nephew to live well, but once the chubby little boy was in his arms, he could never let go.
If he takes care of the child more, will the child be closer to him?
Knowing that Xie Zaozao was not at Guanshan Pavilion, Mr. Fu walked very slowly. When he passed by the stream by the roadside, he even took the child over to watch the fish.
Although the weather is cold, the stream is always flowing, so it has not frozen. You can even see fish swimming in the clear water.
"Little guy, do you want to see the fish?"
"Wuwuwuwu..." Little Xingsu held back tears, stretched out his arms and pointed in the direction of Guanshan Pavilion, twisting his body.
Mr. Fu felt so uncomfortable with the crying that he had no choice but to continue walking towards Guanshan Pavilion.
Afraid that little Xingsu would go to Guanshan Pavilion and make a fuss again if he found his mother was not there, the old man walked very slowly, and old man Gao, who was following behind him, almost fell asleep.
Xiao Xingsu hummed a few times and felt something was wrong.
He pursed his lips and was about to cry again.
Mr. Fu was startled: "Don't cry, don't cry, aren't you going to find your mother?"
Little Xingsu was whining, and even Mr. Fu couldn't understand. It was only Mr. Gao who finally understood: "He thinks you walk too slowly."
Mr. Fu: ...
He tried to speed up his pace, and sure enough, Xiao Xingsu stopped making noise. He turned around and looked at the Guanshan Pavilion which was getting closer and closer, his eyes lighting up.
When they arrived at the door, Mr. Fu stood there hesitantly, not daring to go in, for fear that the child would cry.
Little Xingxu had already started babbling: "di---di——"
"Such a young child, and he still wants to talk?" Old Master Gao was very surprised.
Mr. Fu hesitated and wanted to speak, but he heard some movement in the yard. He looked again and saw Shuyue coming out.
He breathed a sigh of relief. Shuyue was there, so his nephew was most likely there too.
*
Fu Yanzhi sat in the room and stared at the drawing on the table. This was the drawing that Chen Jiayou had just presented to him, showing the location and frequency of the recent cracks.
In the past, cracks would appear in various places about three or four times a month, but recently, they appear every few days, although they are just some small demons and there is not even any demonic aura.
Those cracks are so small that you can say they are not worth taking seriously at all, but the frequency with which they appear is thought-provoking.
There are two ways to break a hard container. One is to find a sharp weapon that is harder than it and smash it directly.
Another method is to slowly corrode it, causing tiny scratches to slowly appear on the entire container, and then the scratches become more and more numerous, and finally, with just a slight knock on the outside, the entire container will completely shatter.
This is the second situation now.
Fu Yanzhi frowned slightly, feeling that this matter was a bit tricky.
When he stood up and wanted to call Chen Jiayou, he saw a rag that Xie had left in the room early, and his eyebrows immediately twisted into a knot.
This woman is too tricky.
I have made it very clear. This woman is cunning, fierce, and extremely irritating. Apart from her beauty, she has no other advantages.
But he was willing to marry her, because he was the same. Although he received a lot of praise from the outside world, he knew in his heart that he was not a perfect person. He had a bad temper, was narrow-minded, and protected his own shortcomings.
They are the same kind of people.
He is cold-hearted, but he has a bottom line and the deepest warmth in his heart.
she……
Well...it still pissed him off.
When I think of Xie Zaozao, I feel a brief warmth in my heart, but mostly I feel pissed off.
Speaking of which, where did that woman go?
He took a deep breath and was just about to calm down when he heard Xiao Xingsu's voice faintly coming from outside.
“di——di——”
When Fu Yanzhi walked out, he saw his uncle holding little Xingsu, both of them stretching their necks to look inside.
"uncle."
"Yanzhi, your son has been making a fuss. Do you think he misses you?"
Fu Yanzhi walked over and was about to reach out to hug him, but he saw little Xingsu frowning and snorting, hiding his little hands.
It means don't hug.
The little guy looked around and didn't see Xie Zaozao. Then he turned around and saw two old men and a father with an expressionless face. He suddenly felt anxious and was about to cry.
Mr. Fu hurriedly coaxed: "Good boy, don't cry, don't cry."
Fu Yanzhi went to Xie Zaozao's room to look for someone, but found that no one was there.
Mr. Fu coaxed the child while gesturing with a stern face: "Just now I saw Xie Zao Zao fly across the sky in a flash."
Fu Yanzhi: ...
Where is this woman going?
At this time, Xie had already arrived at the largest bookstore in the town. It was indeed an elegant place. There were green bamboos, pines and cypresses planted at the door, and the stalls were full of books. Scholars came and went, and the fragrance of elegant writing and ink could be smelled as soon as one entered the door.
As soon as Xie Zao Zao entered, the waiter inside came up to greet her: "Welcome, young lady, what books are you looking for?"
Xie Zaozao: "Pornographic picture."
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