"Goodbye, teacher."
Qingqing waved her hand proudly, and then ran out of the classroom door without looking back.
The tall and strong teacher just raised his big hand, and found embarrassedly that the little cutie in front of him had disappeared.
Facing the innocent eyes of other children, the teacher scratched his head awkwardly, "Qingqing may be in a hurry to go home for dinner."
"Uncle Gu." Qingqing jumped and rushed directly into Gu Lan's arms.
Gu Lan staggered when Qingqing rushed at him, and couldn't help asking her, "Have you gained weight again?"
This deadly question immediately touched the girl's explosive point. She immediately got angry and hit Gu Lan's thigh with a small fist: "Qingqing is not fat, I am slim!"
"Only you, and you are slim?"
Gu Lan didn't dare to say this suicidal words, not because he was afraid that the little guy would hit him, but because he was afraid that she would cry.
It is not easy to comfort a little girl when she cries, and it will also attract a group of guys who have no limit to spoiling their children.
"Only Uncle Gu came to pick up Qingqing today."
Qingqing poked her head behind Gu Lan, and didn't see anyone else, and was a little disappointed.
"I'm not enough. Who else do you want?"
Gu Lan laughed angrily. He tapped Qingqing's little head with his finger and shook the little one back and forth. He looked a little aggrieved before letting her go.
He took Qingqing back to the classroom to say goodbye to the teacher, and then took her to the car and went home.
Qingqing was wearing a martial arts training uniform, and the improved version of the clothes on her body was not only not as chic and neat as those who practiced martial arts, but also looked extra cute and cute because of her short legs and short hands.
The little guy has no self-consciousness at all. He wears training clothes to attend interest classes every day and thinks he is handsome and "cute".
He held his head high and felt confident.
Like a proud big rooster.
This was Fu Sishen's private complaint, which was accidentally heard by Gu Lan, who scolded him severely.
Gu Lan is a typical double standard. He can complain about Qingqing, but he does not allow others to do the same.
Perhaps, this is an awkward way for him to express his emotions.
"Look at you, you are sweating. Hurry up and wipe it with paper."
He took a baby wet tissue and gave it to Qingqing, asking her to wipe her face with it.
Qingqing rubbed it a few times and it was done.
Gu Lan: "..." Such a rough child is really theirs?
"Brother, Qingqing wants to eat your balls."
Without outsiders present, Qingqing's way of addressing Gu Lan changed in a second.
Gu Lan, who had long been accustomed to it, let her do as she pleased. He was driving and had no time to look at her, so he could only casually answer: "I'll ask Aunt Ding to make it for you when we get home."
The egg that Qingqing wanted was not an egg, but a salted egg yolk roll, a kind of snack, the little guy's recent "new love", he wants it every day, and he will be depressed for the whole day if he doesn't get it.
Fortunately, this thing is not junk food, just eat a little bit every day.
Gu Lan took Qingqing back to the Fu family. He wanted to take her directly to his own home, but after struggling for several times, he found that he couldn't handle Qingqing who refused to sleep at night, so he could only resign himself to sending her back to the Fu family.
Sure enough, even if she became smaller, the most important person in her sister's heart was still Fu Heng, which was really unpleasant to think about.
After completing a day's pick-up and drop-off mission, Gu Lan retired...
This was impossible. Since
he couldn't take Qingqing back, he simply packed up his things and stayed at the Fu's house.
Anyway, the distance from his home to the company was about the same as the distance from the Fu's house to the company, just one was east and the other was south. It wouldn't interfere with his work, and he could accompany Qingqing, so why not live at the Fu's house?
Did the Fu guy dare to chase him away?
Fu Heng didn't chase him away, but he didn't welcome him either.
His attitude was to let him do whatever he wanted. His brother-in-law could come whenever he wanted. Anyway, the Fu's house was big enough, and he just thought of it as having one more person to help take care of the children.
It would be better if he didn't come, because Qingqing's attention wouldn't always be diverted by others.
Qingqing was dirty after a day of interest classes. As soon as she got home, Granny Ding took her to take a shower and change clothes.
When she turned back into the clean little white dumpling and ran downstairs, she unexpectedly found that everyone in the family was particularly neat today.
All the members of the Fu family were present, in addition to Yu Yu, An Ran, Gu Lan, Bai Qi Yu and Nian Gao, as well as Han Han and her parents, Director Gao and Ning Ning.
Tilting her head, Qingqing asked in confusion: "Why are there so many people?"
"Are you happy that so many people come together to celebrate your birthday, Qingqing?" Fu Heng smiled and walked towards the crowd, holding Qingqing's hand.
This time, after giving Qingqing a bath, Granny Ding did not change Qingqing into comfortable home clothes as usual, but put Qingqing in a beautiful princess dress.
The little girl had slightly wet hair, but it didn't look messy, and instead made her delicate face look even cuter.
She held Fu Heng's finger tightly with her little hand, feeling a little nervous and expectant.
The crowd dispersed, revealing the carefully arranged scene behind.
Pink and white balloons rose one by one, and colorful petals fell one by one. In this beautiful picture, the huge birthday cake in the middle made Qingqing very happy.
Each of the three layers of the cake had a different cartoon theme, and on the top layer stood a Tyrannosaurus Rex, Qingqing's favorite fondant.
The mighty Tyrannosaurus Rex roared to the sky, and its proud look made Qingqing couldn't help but laugh along.
"So beautiful!" Qingqing clapped her hands happily, she was so happy that she didn't know how to express her joy.
"Qingqing, happy birthday!" Hanhan, Ningning and Nian Gao came over and gave Qingqing the small gifts they prepared by themselves.
The gifts given by the children were not very expensive, but they definitely showed their 100% love.
The adults also gave their own gifts. Except for Hanhan's parents who gave Qingqing a more conventional Barbie doll because they didn't know what Qingqing liked, everyone else gave Qingqing the gifts she liked.
Dinosaur peripherals are a must, and she also likes delicate and beautiful small jewelry.
Of course, the children's favorite thing is the big cake waiting to be divided.
Four candles were lit, and Qingqing closed her eyes and made a wish with all her heart while everyone sang birthday songs: "Qingqing hopes everyone can be happy."
After the wish was fulfilled, Fu Heng held Qingqing and asked her to blow the candles.
He puffed up his cheeks and blew hard, and all the candles went out. Everyone cheered and fired salutes, and then it was the usual cake-cutting process.
The first cut on the cake must be made by the birthday god, which is an established rule.
Qingqing was not tall enough, so Fu Heng held her, and Gu Lan held her little hand and carefully cut a cut on the cake.
There was an extra cut on the cake, which also meant that Qingqing had grown another year older.
Everyone cheered and celebrated Qingqing's growth. Fu Heng and others also smiled, but only they knew the bitterness between them.
Qingqing... never grew up.
This matter was like a huge rock, weighing heavily on everyone's heart.
At this birthday party, only the ignorant Qingqing and other uninformed guests could celebrate to their heart's content, but at least the overall atmosphere was joyful.
Everyone shared the cake. Qingqing had a small diamond crown on her little head, and her little face was covered with cream. She smiled brightly.
This scene was captured in a photo and carefully preserved.
Maybe it will be a long, long time later, when Qingqing has turned back into an adult, that the owner of the photo will take it out and share it with everyone.
"Ding Dong!" The doorbell rang suddenly in the middle of playing.
Without the employer's instructions, the guard went to open the door by himself, and a moment later, a courier box was delivered to Qingqing.
"The courier said it was a birthday present for Mrs. Qingqing."
The Fu family members looked a little stiff, because they all heard clearly that this courier was specifically sent to Mrs. Qingqing, not Miss.
What does this mean?
Qingqing curiously stretched out her hand to take the package, but was stopped by Fu Heng: "Qingqing, it's not polite to open the package in front of the guests. Can we open it together later?"
"But..." Qingqing didn't want to open the package.
She just heard that the package was for her, so she subconsciously wanted to take it.
Unfortunately, before she could finish her words, Fu Heng interrupted her: "Be good, we will open the gift later."
Bai Qiyu cooperated and stepped forward to take the package from the guard's hand, shaking it as if unintentionally.
It was very light, and you couldn't even feel anything real, but there was still a slight collision sound.
It should be something like a photo or a postcard.
He gave Fu Heng and others a hidden look, which made them feel relieved for the time being.
"Uncle will help you put the presents together."
In front of Qingqing, Bai Qiyu held the express box and pretended to put it into the pile of presents. In fact, the blade hidden between his two fingers had quietly cut off the tape seal of the express box, took out the things inside, and then secretly stuffed some small gadgets in.
All the actions were done in one go. From the surface, one could only see that Bai Qiyu naturally put the express box into the pile of presents. No one knew that the things inside had been secretly transferred by someone.
Qingqing did not doubt it. After seeing that Bai Qiyu had put her presents away, she played with other friends again.
Several little guys lined up in a row and circled around the swimming pool in the garden.
They said they were playing hide-and-seek, but judging from the situation, it was unclear who was hiding and who was catching.
"Maybe, this is a food chain?" After observing for a while, Fu Sishen suddenly blurted out this sentence.
"Uh... it does look like one." An Ran subconsciously looked at Qingqing and the others. Hanhan was running in the front, followed closely by Nian Gao, then Qingqing, and finally Ningning.
These four children formed a circle together, but it was not like what Fu Sishen said, forming a food chain. The
noise lasted until ten o'clock in the evening, and the children who were invited to celebrate Qingqing's birthday followed their parents to say goodbye and go home.
Lian Bai Qiyu took the rice cakes and left, leaving the house with a mess and Qingqing, who was exhausted from playing, as well as Gu Lan, Fu Heng and others.
"You smell like alcohol. I'm going to take a shower first."
Gu Lan went back to the room first, followed by Fu Heng, but he had to clean Qingqing up first.
The exhausted little girl hung limply on Fu Heng like a human-shaped ornament.
Her eyes were half closed, struggling between sleeping and not sleeping. Not long after, Qingqing, who finally couldn't resist the call of Zhou Gong, fell asleep.
At that time, Fu Heng had just finished giving her another bath, and was holding the little girl in a nightgown and preparing to tuck her into the quilt.
Maybe Fu Heng's movements were too loud and he woke Qingqing up.
She opened her eyes with a start and saw Fu Heng covering her with a blanket. She tried to close them again in a daze.
"What did Qingqing wish for?" Fu Heng was not curious about this at first, but suddenly he wanted to ask. He
wondered if he was in the little girl's wish?
"Qingqing... Qingqing wants everyone to be happy."
Qingqing was so sleepy that she forgot that she couldn't say her wish. She asked stupidly, "Uncle, how can you feel happy?"
"Happiness?" Fu Heng was stunned for a moment, then thought seriously and said, "I don't know about other people, but my happiness has always been in your hands."
Only if Qingqing is willing to give him happiness, he will have a way to get happiness.
While he was thinking, a number that looked very familiar suddenly called.
Fu Heng's handsome eyebrows were knitted, as if he saw some extremely difficult person. He picked up the phone and said in a deep voice, "I am Fu Heng."
"Stinky boy, how long have you not come to see me with Qing girl?"
An old voice came from the other side of the phone.
Although the owner of the voice is old, he still has a majestic aura from being in a high position for a long time. Fu Heng, who is on the other side of the phone, seems to be shocked when he hears the voice.
This is impossible.
Fu Heng calmly put the phone away, waited for the old man to stop raging, and then took the phone back slowly: "We have something to do, so we don't have time to go over."
"No time, I see you are taking care of the kids at home all day long, don't you have time?"
This sentence immediately stirred up a hornet's nest, and the old man on the other side immediately jumped up and cursed, and the caregiver's worried voice was also mixed in.
Fu Heng sighed helplessly, but still patiently coaxed: "Take care of your body, don't be angry all the time at such an old age..."
"You asked me not to be angry? Who is here to make me angry every day!" The old man was so wronged. He raised such a big son, but he didn't see him all year round. What's the use of him.
It turned out that the person on the other side of the phone was the former head of the Fu Group, Fu Heng's biological father - Fu Chengte.
No one could have thought that the man who dominated the business world in the past has now become a naughty old man.
He was also very upset because his son and daughter-in-law had not visited the old man for a long time.
Fu Heng was a typical person who would not be persuaded by soft or hard tactics.
But he always maintained his unique tenderness towards his family, and the same was true for his father who had been stern and powerful for most of his life.
If his father gave a strong order, he could fight back calmly, but once he took the initiative to show weakness, Fu Heng didn't know how to refuse.
Who is Fu Chengte? He is a fox who has become smart. He can catch people's weaknesses accurately.
After several attempts, the old guy who successfully understood his son's weaknesses began to become more and more childish.
No matter what method he used, he had a way to make Fu Heng compromise.
This time, too, under Fu Chengte's "grievance" attack, Fu Heng, who was a little behind, finally gave in and agreed to take the whole family to visit the two elders this weekend.
This would save the old man from crying and scolding that giving birth to a son is worse than giving birth to a piece of barbecued pork, and even the daughter-in-law who used to be as caring as a little cotton-padded jacket would become unfilial.
"Dad." Hearing his father's casual complaint, Fu Heng immediately became serious: "Qingqing didn't mean to not visit you, she also has her own difficulties, I hope you won't say such things next time."
"What did I say? I just said it casually, and I didn't really think so." Fu Chengte muttered, but in the end he didn't say anything directly about Qingqing's faults.
In fact, he and his wife are very satisfied with Gu Qingqing, their daughter-in-law. Not only is she from a good family, she is also very outstanding, and she has given birth to two grandchildren for their Fu family.
Most importantly, she loves their only son deeply.
Fu Chengte naturally knows what kind of character his son is.
He is too arrogant and too cold. This kind of coldness is not on the surface, but hidden in the bottom of his heart.
If you have to find an adjective to describe their son, Fu Chengte can only give two words: wandering soul.
Fu Heng seems to be integrated into them, or in the current family, but he is essentially just a wandering soul with a certain status.
He does not regard himself as a member of the family. For him, the family is like a hotel or an inn. He goes back to sleep at a certain time and goes out immediately at dawn.
This situation became more and more obvious after his wife's condition gradually worsened.
In fact, Fu Chengte knew the reason for this. It was
on him.
Because he was addicted to work and neglected his family, he also neglected to discipline his son.
Although the child did not grow up crooked and never complained to him, to some extent, he became a second self.
This is exactly what Fu Chengte is most worried about and what he is most reluctant to see.
He doesn't want his son to repent when he has achieved such results, and he doesn't want him to regret it when everything is irreversible.
So he has been trying hard to straighten his son back, but unfortunately with little success.
Fu Heng, in the end, became the second Fu Chengte.
He inherited his intelligence in business, but also inherited his indifference to his family.
Fu Chengte didn't dare to hope that his son could get close to him, but he hoped that he could have a real home of his own.
The appearance of Gu Qingqing was the beginning of his hope, because Fu Chengte found that this young and lively girl loved his son very much, and his son was not unresponsive to her.
That's enough.
Fu Chengte thought so, and he felt that Gu Qingqing could be the woman who changed Fu Heng.
So he tried his best to match the marriage with the Gu family and fulfill the love of the two children, but he didn't expect...
After hanging up the phone, Fu Chengte looked at the information in his hand in silence.
A document was clearly printed on it, the separation application form, and the applicant was: Gu Qingqing.
It turned out that Gu Qingqing not only prepared a divorce agreement, but also made an extra preparation, fearing that her husband might not be willing to sign the divorce agreement. She
applied for separation at the Civil Affairs Bureau. As long as the couple had been separated for more than two years, they would be considered to have divorced automatically.
Gu Qingqing had disappeared for half a year. Even though there were rumors that she had returned recently, Fu Chengde naturally had his own channels to find out whether the matter was true
or not. So, in fact, had his daughter-in-law been separated from his son for half a year?
Fu Chengde didn't know whether his son knew about the existence of this application, but he felt that he had to save the marriage for his two children.
It wasn't for some secular reason like the children were older and had two children.
But he really could see that there was still affection between Gu Qingqing and Fu Heng. If they were to separate like this, it would be a huge regret for both of them.
Of course, if he still couldn't save the relationship after trying, then Fu Chengte would also show his demeanor as the previous head of the Fu family, and give Gu Qingqing some freedom and some compensation.
After all, he was the culprit who tried so hard to bring the two together.
With a tired sigh, Fu Chengte waved his hand to stop the nurse from coming forward to help, and he trembled as he pulled open the drawer, put the documents in his hand, and closed the drawer.
The old man supported himself by the armrest of the chair and stood up little by little. His originally upright figure had gradually shrunk. He bent his waist and slowly walked out of the study and came to the next room.
He knocked gently a few times, but no one responded.
Fu Chengte didn't care. He opened the door by himself, ignoring the layout inside that was like a hospital intensive care unit, walked to the bed and sat down, holding the hand of the person on the bed.
"Yu'er, if you hold on a little longer, our child will be back."
The only response to Fu Chengte was the beating sound of the electrocardiogram: "Beep, beep, beep..."
When he shifted his gaze, he saw an old woman with gray hair lying on the hospital bed.
The old woman closed her eyes tightly, her expression was peaceful, and she seemed to be in a sweet dream.
She had no reaction to the outside world, but this did not affect her chattering at all.
After reciting for a long time, Fu Chengte's mouth was dry and the old woman still did not wake up. He did not care. After he finished speaking, he stood up tremblingly and left with his hands behind his back.
Several nurses had been guarding outside the door until Fu Chengte returned to his room, and then they were busy installing a ventilator for him.
If anyone saw Fu Chengte's room, they would be shocked to find that the other party's room was actually the same as the old woman opposite, a room that looked very much like a ward.
The health of the two old people has reached the point where they have to live in adjacent wards.
***
Fu Heng would not break his promise.
Without waiting for the weekend, he took his whole family back to the Fu family's old house the next morning.
The real Fu family's old house is not the villa where Fu Heng and his family live now, but somewhere else.
It takes about half an hour to drive there from the villa, and the round trip will definitely delay work.
But since Fu Heng has spoken, the two brothers Fu Sizhen and Fu Sixen can't say anything and can only follow him obediently.
Of course, Qingqing was also taken along.
Originally, Fu Heng was still thinking about whether to call Gu Lan or Bai Qiyu to pick him up, but on second thought, he felt that with his father's ability, he might have known about Qingqing's existence a long time ago.
Although he had done a good job, he still couldn't hide the old fox in the end, so he gave up the fight and packed up and took Qingqing away.
"Uncle, where are we going?"
Qingqing sat in the baby chair, swinging her two chubby legs, and asked Fu Heng curiously.
"We're going to grandma's house."
Fu Sixhen replied as quickly as possible.
"Grandma?" Qingqing tilted her head, then frowned and said seriously: "Xiao Shen, don't talk nonsense, grandma has gone to heaven."
She thought Fu Sixhen was talking about Madam Gu.
With the housekeeper Grandma who was loyal to Madam Gu, it was impossible for Qingqing to have no impression of Madam Gu at all.
In her impression, she was a kind and gentle old lady. For her and her brother, her grandmother had done her best to leave everything in the Gu family to them, so they should respect her and not make jokes about the dead old lady.
"I'm not talking about great-grandmother."
Fu Sishen explained, then found that he couldn't explain the relationship clearly to a four-year-old child, and finally could only change his angle and say: "I'm not talking about Qingqing's grandma, but my father's mother. Qingqing should also call her mother."
"Uncle's mother?" This time Qingqing understood, but she was entangled again: "No, Qingqing can't call uncle's mother mother, that's wrong."
According to normal thinking, this is indeed confusing the generation, but their situation is special, and even Fu Heng doesn't know how to explain the confusing relationship to Qingqing.
In fact, as time goes by.
Although Qingqing's body has not grown, her knowledge is gradually growing.
Now Qingqing has begun to have the correct address and generation awareness.
In fact, she has wondered more than once why she is so small, but has two sons of such a big size, and a brother who is also big.
No matter how she thinks about it, it doesn't make sense
. But under the influence of her family's habit, she thinks that this is actually the right way.
Two different cognitions conflicted and collided in Qingqing's mind, and finally formed a consciousness that even Qingqing was not aware of.
Her son is still her son, her brother is still her brother, and other people are still her close people, but outsiders other than her are all normal.
Obviously, for the elders of the Fu family who were hearing about it for the first time, Qingqing excluded them from the special cases.
So she could no longer be as silly as before, and take whatever the adults said as the truth. She clearly called Fu Heng uncle, so Fu Heng's mother should be the "grandma" generation, not her mother's generation.
Fu Sishen obviously didn't know what to say after being retorted by Qingqing with reason and evidence.
He realized that he might have stepped on a landmine, and immediately shut up and pretended that nothing had happened.
Qingqing, who didn't get an answer, was still insisting: "Where are we going?"
"To my parents' house." Fu Heng rubbed Qingqing's little head and said softly.
"Uncle's parents, does Qingqing want to call Grandpa 'Grandma'?" Qingqing asked in a baby voice.
"Yes." Fu Heng responded to stop the two sons from trying to say anything else.
"Dad." Fu Sijian was puzzled: "You brought Qingqing with you this time, which means that Grandpa already knows her existence. Maybe..."
Maybe Grandpa already knows that little Qingqing is Gu Qingqing, so their concealment is meaningless.
"Your Grandpa is smart enough."
Fu Heng only left this sentence, and then lay on the chair with his eyes closed, obviously not wanting to say anything more.
But the Fu brothers have already heard the hidden meaning of their father.
Even if a smart person knows some secrets, he will not reveal them rashly.
It's not that I'm afraid of something, but there's no need to.
Especially when they are father and son, and their relationship is not very close.
Fu Heng and his friends left home at around seven in the morning, and arrived at the Fu family's old house at exactly eight o'clock, which was breakfast time.
Qingqing drank a bottle of milk when she got up in the morning. Although she's not hungry now, she can still eat a big meat bun.
If there are big meat buns.
The servants in the old house obviously didn't expect that the young people of the master's family would suddenly come back together, and they were in a hurry for a while.
Fortunately, under the leadership of the housekeeper, everyone calmed down quickly.
The servant in charge of kitchen chores immediately ran over to inform the chef to prepare a few more breakfasts, and especially reminded them that there was a child of about three or four years old, so the breakfast menu had some more nutritious foods that children liked.
The smarter ones had already run upstairs to inform Fu Chengte, while the housekeeper led the rest of the people to greet them.
"How come the master came back so suddenly without even saying hello? This family hasn't prepared anything..."
"It's okay, Uncle Zhong." Fu Heng stopped housekeeper Zhong from talking and walked into the house directly: "I just brought the children back to see my parents. There's no need to make such a big fuss."
He was still holding little Qingqing in his hand. Qingqing looked around curiously with her head raised. She accidentally met the eyes of housekeeper Zhong and immediately raised her little face and smiled at him obediently. Housekeeper
Zhong's heart skipped a beat and he immediately lowered his head to avoid Qingqing's gaze.
This child...how come he looks exactly like the lady?
In addition to being in charge of all the affairs of the Fu family's old house, he also served as half of Fu Chengte's secretary.
So he knew some relatively confidential things, including that the master and the lady had not had any children since they gave birth to two little masters.
So this little girl definitely can't be the child of the master and the lady.
But she looks almost exactly like the lady, maybe she is a child of a close blood relationship in the Gu family?
Butler Zhong, who didn't know about Qingqing's existence, could only guess blindly, and had no idea that he had accidentally matched the false news released by Fu Heng.
Maybe when he hears the false news in the future, he will be more certain of his guess and believe it without a doubt.
After all, people only believe the 'facts' they want to believe.
"Sir... Sir, the old gentleman hasn't gotten up yet. I have asked someone to wake him up. Do you want to wait downstairs?"
Seeing that Fu Heng was about to go upstairs, Butler Zhong, who had just been distracted, was immediately frightened back to his senses, and hurriedly rushed forward in two steps, blocking in front of Fu Heng and others.
The old master had ordered that no one in the family was allowed to disclose the old couple's illness to the master and the two young masters.
"Uncle Zhong?" Fu Heng stopped, his eyes showing doubt: "I just want to go up to see my parents."
But it was just a visit to the elderly, why did Butler Zhong react so strongly?
Fu Heng, who hadn't thought anything was wrong, began to doubt: "Where are my parents?"
His tone was slightly cold.
Usually at this time, his mother would have gotten up to water the flowers in the garden, and his father might be watching the morning news, or just coming back from a walk to eat breakfast.
But now no one was there, which was obviously very abnormal.
Once doubt arises, everything will involuntarily associate to the worst direction: "Uncle Zhong, get out of the way."
Fu Heng directly forced his way in.
The housekeeper was old and couldn't stop him from doing this, especially since Fu Heng was followed by his "left and right guards". Under the interference of the Fu brothers, even if he wanted to stop him, he couldn't. Even
if the other servants saw this scene, they didn't dare to come up to stop him.
After all, they were just employees who received wages, not the owners of this house, and they had no right to stop the owner's behavior.
Fu's parents lived on the second floor of the old house. The old house had a total of five floors and occupied a large area.
However, the old man didn't like to live too high, and the first floor was an open area, so he chose the second floor.
There was no elevator here, so you had to climb the stairs yourself to go up and down.
When Fu Heng went upstairs, he found that there was a wheelchair stair climbing machine on the stairs. It was self-evident what this machine was used for.
His face darkened, and he immediately increased his pace, and quickly jumped up to the second floor. Qingqing couldn't catch up, so she was picked up and tightly wrapped in a broad embrace.
Compared with the silence on the first floor, the second floor was much more lively.
The door of one of the rooms was wide open, and several people dressed as nurses stood outside the door. From inside the door came the old man's full-throated shout.
"Quick, quick, take off all these things for me, and bring me some brighter clothes... You little brat, you didn't even say a word before you came, so I, an old man, have to get up early like a hot ass. I haven't gotten up early for a long time..." He
was originally urging others to move faster, but later he began to vent his anger on Fu Heng.
It seemed like the person who called and cried and made a fuss last night to urge people to go home was not him.
He could still curse like that and was in high spirits, so he must be fine.
Fu Heng shook his head helplessly, put Qingqing on the ground, and walked to the door of his father's room with her little hand.
The moment he saw the scene in the room clearly, the smile that had just appeared on his handsome face froze, his pupils shrank slightly, and Fu Heng froze in place.
The whole place was silent.
Fu Chengte, who obviously did not expect his son to suddenly appear, froze in the action of dressing.
He was stunned for a moment, then quickly put on the half-dressed clothes, and then asked awkwardly with an old face: "You...you saw everything?"
"Yeah." Fu Heng replied in a low voice, staring at his father with a heavy gaze: "Shouldn't you explain it to me?"
"Explain...explain what? I have nothing to say to you, an unfilial son who has been away from home all year round." Fu Chengde stiffened his neck and looked around.
"What's the matter with your ward? What happened between you and your mother? Why did no one inform me when you were so seriously ill?"
Fu Heng's three questions in a row directly pressed Fu Chengde to the point where he couldn't resist.
But the old fox was not a vegetarian. If his son could question him, he could also question back.
"What notification do you need? If you had known to go home on your own initiative, wouldn't you know everything?"
He didn't mean to blame the child for not coming to see him and his wife, but the words he said actually conveyed this attitude.
Fu Heng was silent immediately, and the atmosphere on the scene fell into a stalemate again: "..."
Several caregivers dared not speak out, for fear of being dragged into this father-son battle.
And after insisting for a while, Fu Chengte also began to regret that his attitude should not be so tough.
After all, it's rare for the child to come back, so don't "force" him to leave.
He tried to ease the atmosphere awkwardly: "Actually, Dad didn't mean that, and I know you are busy with work..."
"I'm sorry." Everything was blocked by a sudden apology.
"What did you say?" Fu Chengte was surprised.
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