Two small pieces of beautifully packaged cakes were neatly placed in the lunch box.
—— Durian Mille-feuille.
"What's the matter? Durian is so delicious! It's the king of fruits!"
Durian lovers vowed to defend the dignity of durian!
"Yeah, yummy, yummy."
Qingqing nodded her head.
She obviously also likes durian, but Fu Heng and Fu Sizhen hate durian.
Facing durian, the father and son showed disgusted eyes in unison, but because Qingqing was present, it was not easy to show it too obviously.
Seizing this point, Fu Sizhen was ready to make trouble, but he was coldly glanced at by Fu Heng and wilted instantly.
He can play a trick on his brother, but he dare not challenge his father's authority.
In the end, the two boxes of durian mille-feuille were given to Fu Sixhen. Qingqing wanted to eat them, but Fu Heng would not allow it.
Durian is indeed nutritious, but eating too much can easily cause inflammation.
Now that it is almost time to get off work, Fu Heng simply asked his eldest son to go home early.
The family was rarely together, and they went home in the same car, with Fu Sixhen, who was "making meritorious service after his crime", driving, and the bodyguards were arranged in another car.
The car slowly drove out of the Fu Group, but it was not heading towards the Fu family.
As this was a rare opportunity, they decided to go out for dinner together and go home after dinner.
"Huh? It's Brother Nian Gao!"
Qingqing suddenly pointed out the window and shouted excitedly, and kept waving at the familiar figure outside: "Brother Nian Gao... Brother Nian Gao..."
Unfortunately, their car was driving on the road, but Nian Gao was walking on the sidewalk holding the hand of a strange aunt.
There was a long distance between the two sides, and the traffic around was too noisy, so Nian Gao couldn't hear Qingqing's call at all.
"Ah... Gone..."
Qingqing's little face was pressed against the window, and she watched Nian Gao's figure disappearing regretfully.
Fu Heng, who was sitting next to her, looked out the window, and suddenly asked, "Qingqing, do you want to go to school?"
They just passed by a kindergarten, which happened to be Nian Gao's school.
It was time to go home, and it was a coincidence that he met Nian Gao at the gate of the kindergarten.
The sudden question made Qingqing's back stiff, and she immediately shook her head like a rattle, and refused firmly.
"No, no, no... Qingqing doesn't want to go to school!"
"Three and a half years old can go to kindergarten?" Fu Sishen, who had no
knowledge of children's education, said in surprise.
He thought that a three-year-old kid only needed to eat, drink and have fun at home.
"You were only 27 months old when you went to kindergarten." That means you were just over
two years old. "But now the policy has changed, and it stipulates that children need to be 37 months old before they can be sent to kindergarten." About three weeks old. " Dad, how do you know so much?" Fu Sishen was stunned by the sudden increase in knowledge. "Do you think I raised two sons for nothing?" Fu Heng gave his youngest son a look of surprise. He was not so busy at the beginning, and no matter how busy he was, he still participated in the growth of his children to some extent. Unfortunately, he ignored his wife. Thinking of some news he had found recently, Fu Heng's expression darkened slightly and fell silent again. Seeing that Fu Heng seemed to have forgotten to send her to school, Qingqing also carefully kept silent, for fear that she would attract Fu Heng's attention and the old topic would be brought up again. It was not until the family arrived at the restaurant where they were going to dine tonight and Fu Heng did not make any unusual movements that Qingqing gradually relaxed. The naive child thought that the adults would let her go. Little did she know that it was only because she was injured and it was inconvenient for her to go to school that Fu Heng did not force her temporarily. The restaurant they chose was not the kind of expensive and high-end one, but a Cantonese tea restaurant with a very good reputation and very fresh and delicious dishes. Cantonese snacks are generally light in taste, and there are more desserts and sweet soups, which are suitable for children's appetite. The family booked a small private room and sat together in a circle. There was a long-lost sense of warmth. "We want to eat steamed buns!" Qingqing fell in love with the quick-fried pork buns on the menu and clamored to eat them. The delicate and small buns were made into the shape of a little pig, which really attracted the love of children. "Okay, I'll listen to you." Fu Sishen simply handed the menu to Qingqing and let her order whatever she wanted. Anyway, Cantonese dim sum is small in portion, so no matter how much they ordered, the appetites of the three grown men can eat it all. Soon, a table full of dishes was served. In the end, Qingqing abandoned the pork buns because they were too hot, and turned her head to indulge in the cool, sweet and sticky coconut milk osmanthus cake. Fu Sishen sighed repeatedly that women are always fond of new things and dislike old ones, but before he could finish his words, a barbecued pork bun was stuffed into his mouth. "You are the only one who talks too much, and food can't stop you from talking." Fu Sishen clearly expressed his dislike for his brother. Only halfway through the meal, Fu Heng answered a phone call and went out. Qingqing pulled Fu Sishen's sleeve, with a strange expression on her face: "Ah, Qingqing wants to pee..." "Huh?" Fu Sishen was stunned and immediately looked for his father everywhere, but he couldn't find anyone, so he could only push Qingqing to find the bathroom. He asked the waiter and found the bathroom door. But Fu Sijin couldn't go into the women's restroom, and it was even more wrong to take Qingqing to the men's restroom. However, her foot was injured and it was inconvenient, so she could only ask a waitress to come and help. "Qingqing, you have to listen to the waitress sister, okay?" "Yes, I will." After getting the guarantee, Fu Heng let Qingqing in with some confidence, and he waited outside.
While checking messages on his phone to kill time, he heard a hesitant and gentle female voice: "Fu Sijin?" He
looked up subconsciously and saw a beautiful woman in a white dress standing in front of him.
"Bai Siya." He said the other person's name lightly.
Bai Siya obviously didn't expect to meet Fu Sijin here. She was a little surprised, but more surprised.
Unable to help but smooth her hair by her ear, Bai Siya said softly: "Why are you here?"
It was a coincidence that the two of them could bump into each other so unexpectedly.
"Having dinner with my family." Fu Sijin's eyebrows became colder and colder.
"Family dinner?" She seemed to have never seen Ajin's family.
"Yeah."
Realizing that Fu Sijin didn't seem to want to reminisce with her, Bai Siya pursed her slightly pink lips and unconsciously looked down at the tip of her shoes.
"How have you been these years..."
"Ajin."
The childish call immediately called away the man beside her.
Bai Siya saw Fu Sijin quickly walk to a little girl with delicate eyebrows sitting in a wheelchair and squat down, and gently asked her what was wrong.
"Hands, hands, can't reach."
Qingqing pointed at the sink with a wronged look on her face.
It turned out that she was too short and couldn't reach the sink to wash her hands.
"Sorry, the little girl's legs are like this, I don't dare to pick her up." The waitress said apologetically beside her.
It was quite difficult when he helped Qingqing to go to the toilet just now. It was a female customer who couldn't bear to see it and came to help. Now she was the only one left, so she didn't dare to move.
"It's okay, thank you."
After giving the waiter a little tip as a thank you gift, Fu Sijin touched Qingqing's head comfortingly after seeing the waiter leave.
"Be good, don't be wronged, I'll hold you."
He easily picked up Qingqing, held her close to the sink, and let her wash her hands by herself.
Fortunately,
the bathroom sink in this restaurant is located in the middle of the men's and women's toilets, which is considered an independent small compartment, otherwise Fu Sijin would really be in a bit of trouble.
Just after carefully putting Qingqing back in the wheelchair after washing her hands, Bai Siya came over again, "Is this your relative's child?"
After all, the two look very similar, and no one would believe that they are not related by blood.
The reason why Bai Siya doesn't think Qingqing is Fu Sijin's daughter is because she knows him.
The little girl looks about two or three years old, and when she left two years ago, Ajin was the only woman by his side, so the little girl can't be Ajin's child.
The way she addressed Ajin just now also proves this.
"Does it have anything to do with you again?"
Fu Sijin seemed to be annoyed by Bai Siya's questions, and he simply pushed Qingqing back to the box with a cold face.
"Ajin, are you unhappy?"
Although Fu Sijin's movements in pushing the wheelchair were still so careful and gentle, Qingqing still keenly sensed his abnormal emotions.
"No."
"Yes."
Adults always like to lie to children.
"But it's so strange..." Qingqing scratched her head in confusion, attracting Fu Sijin's attention: "What's strange?"
"Ajin likes that sister? Why are you unhappy to see her?"
The wheelchair suddenly stopped, Fu Sijin's Adam's apple moved slightly, and his eyes wandered to Qingqing.
Unfortunately, Qingqing had her back to Fu Sijin and did not see his expression.
He opened his mouth and vaguely made the shape of "Mom", but what he said in the end was: "Who told you that I like her?"
"Qingqing can see it herself!"
At least that sister likes the way Azhen looks. Although Qingqing has a general impression of Bai Siya, after experiencing the incident with Yu Yu, she dared not casually express her liking for a person.
Especially when this person may be related to someone she cares about.
He thought too much.
The tense back relaxed, and Fu Sizhen continued to push Qingqing back to the box.
But before going back, he still explained to Qingqing solemnly.
"I don't like her anymore."
"Did you like her before?" The young guy was quite good at grasping the key points.
"Yeah." This is something that many people know, and there is nothing to hide, so Fu Sijin did not hide it.
"Oh, Qingqing actually doesn't like that sister either."
After confirming Fu Sijin's attitude, Qingqing can finally express her own thoughts.
"If you don't like her, don't get in touch with her. She is not related to you anyway."
Fu Sijin said it casually, but he
did not see the white figure behind him who was crying silently with his mouth covered.
"Why did you take so long?"
Fu Sishen, who was left alone in the private room, was full.
"I met someone I knew before and chatted with him for a while." Fu Sijin explained casually, and then lowered his head to ask Qingqing: "Qingqing, do you want to eat something else?"
"I want to eat paws." Qingqing pointed to the boneless paws in front of her.
The paws were stewed soft and melted in the mouth, suitable for the teeth of children and the elderly.
Fu Sijin picked up the serving chopsticks and picked up a paw for Qingqing, and also picked up a crystal shrimp dumpling, and let Qingqing hold the bowl to eat.
Fu Heng almost waited until everyone was full before returning.
He didn't plan to continue eating, so he paid the bill directly, and then took his two sons and pushed Qingqing home.
The car drove slowly into the villa and stopped in front of the main building.
Fu Heng got out of the car first and carried the soft Qingqing out of the car.
The little guy was tired and fell asleep in the car halfway.
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