He was wearing a dark blue windbreaker, which she still remembered; it was bought by her.
I didn't expect it to fit him so well.
Wang Zhifeng stepped forward and reported something in a low voice.
He tilted his head slightly to listen, smiled faintly, and occasionally nodded in response.
There was an unfathomable black in Fu Weilun's eyes, and a smile as light as mist was on the corner of his mouth. He was gentle and elegant, yet implied an aloof arrogance that was out of touch with the world.
Fu Xiao's eyes were full of pride, "This is her uncle,"
For a man like Fu Weilun, she really couldn't think of anyone who could be worthy of him.
Stand by the window until he is out of sight.
She then turned around and sat on the sofa beside her and waited.
Fu Weilun pushed open the door and saw her. He was startled at first, then smiled gently, "When did you arrive?"
Fu Xiao smiled and stood up, "Just arrived,"
He sat down opposite her, "Where did this come from?"
"I went back to Dashan Village to see my grandfather,"
"How is your grandfather?" Fu Weilun asked with concern.
"Very good," Fu Xiao looked at him and said, "Uncle, you have been overloaded with work recently."
Fu Weilun raised his eyebrows, "How did you know that?"
Fu Xiao pointed at his eye circles and said, "Your eye circles are dark."
He raised his hand and rubbed his brow, "I've been busy these past two days."
Fu Weilun looked at her carefully and said with a smile, "She's tanned."
Fu Xiao smiled and said, "It's okay. Just keep warm in the winter and you'll be white."
"Third uncle, let me tell you, I have learned to ride a horse..."
She began to talk about some things in the northwest with gestures and words.
Fu Weilun supported his chin and listened with a smile in his eyes.
I heard her say: "My second brother is doing well now, taller than before. I also went to their base to take a look, the environment is OK."
He nodded slowly and asked, "Did he go home for the New Year holiday this year?"
"I didn't ask that."
Fu Xiao lowered his eyes and said, "Uncle, I may not be able to go home for the New Year this year."
After saying that, she turned to look at Fu Weilun and said, "I have to go to Hong Kong before the New Year. I don't know if I can go home during the New Year."
Fu Weilun frowned: "Why do you want to go there?"
"Just, want to go..."
Seeing that her eyes were a little evasive, Fu Weilun thought for a moment and asked, "Is your dad going too?"
Fu Xiao nodded.
Now he understood that it must be related to that person.
He twirled his fingers and said, "Why go in winter? Can't we go next year?"
Fu Xiao smiled awkwardly and explained, "Well, it's just during the New Year holiday."
Even if Mu Lianshen didn't say it, she could actually guess that the reason he inexplicably sped up the progress this time was probably because of Zhai Jiu.
He was afraid that Zhai Jiu'an might be in danger, so he wanted to contact him in person and resolve this grudge.
Fu Weilun raised his hand and patted her forehead, "Have you told grandpa about this?"
"Yes,"
"Well," Fu Weilun said calmly, "Did you mention Pang Dajun?"
Fu Xiao blinked, "I also said, Third Uncle, you also know this person."
Fu Weilun lowered his eyes and said, "Your grandfather asked me before, and I also checked privately, but I didn't dare to check openly, and I didn't find anyone."
Fu Xiao smiled and said, "I'll check it out when I get there."
It seems that Grandpa Fu has a very deep idea.
Fu Weilun smiled faintly: "Even if you see someone in Hong Kong, don't ask rashly. After all, it involves different political situations. The safety of you and your father is the most important."
"Just because your grandfather has good intentions doesn't mean that everyone is like that. Don't think the worst of people, but always be careful."
Fu Xiao nodded, "Uncle San, I'll remember it."
"Well, good boy." Fu Weilun checked the time and said, "Do you want to eat out or in the cafeteria?"
"Just eat in the cafeteria, and we can get together in the evening."
Fu Weilun touched her head and said, "Your elder brother is not in the city."
"Where did you go?"
"I went to the countryside to conduct research,"
Fu Xiao looked up at him and asked, "When will you come back? I miss him a little bit."
"As normal, we should be back this week."
She nodded with a smile, "That's good."
"Let's go to the cafeteria,"
"Um, uncle, how is my third brother doing lately..."
"He... has become much more stable,"
"......"
On the other side, in an unknown village.
Fu Yu, who was being missed by Fu Xiao, was also eating.
The branches beside the bridge swayed gently in the breeze. Fu Yu, who was standing under the tree, was holding a steamed bun in his left hand and writing something with a pen in his right hand.
He was wearing a dark coat with a white shirt buttoned all the way to the top.
Her eyes were as bright and cold as snow, and as calm as running water in the night.
As if he was sure of something, he frowned and narrowed his eyes dangerously.
Fu Yu tilted his head slightly and looked at Song Congxin who was not far away. His voice was cold and calm: "None of them match."
Song Congxin walked over to him and squatted down. He saw what was written on his notebook and looked at him. Both of them saw a solemn look in their eyes.
He took out a match from his pocket and struck it. Fu Yu brought the paper full of numbers over and lit it....
Watching the paper burn to ashes, Song Cong patted his shoulder again and said, "Eat your meal first. I'll think about it."
Fu Yu began to nibble on the steamed bun in his hand. He ate it a little quickly, picked up the water bottle beside him, drank a sip of water, and swallowed the food in his mouth with difficulty.
He coughed lightly and said, "There's no need to think too much. The captain of this village seems to be a big shot, so it's not easy to check. Just pretend you know nothing and go back to arrange someone."
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