The old man has thoroughly investigated the two brothers and can confirm that they are the young masters of the Fu family, but they just don't know it.
Su Chenhao is now an adult and has started a family. His workshop is thriving. At present, he seems to be the most suitable person to inherit the family business.
The old man had privately instructed him to find a time to reunite with them. That's why he started calling him Third Young Master.
The two brothers quickly got on the phone and exchanged ideas about their studies. Before they knew it, more than half an hour had passed.
Fu Boyi's body was starting to give out; if he continued talking, he would cough again, so he could only speak into the phone.
"Let's stop here for today, I have some things to take care of."
"Okay, Second Brother! We'll continue our chat when we have time." Su Chenqiu hung up the phone, his mind clearing up once again. The problems that had been lingering in his mind were no longer problems; they had been completely resolved.
Fu Boyi had been helped to bed by the housekeeper, covered with a blanket again, and then drank a cup of hot tea before feeling much better.
"Young Master, it's so cold, you must take care of yourself. Don't think about so many things, the more you think, the worse it is for your health."
"Yes, I understand what you're saying. I hope to do as much as possible in the limited time I have so as not to waste it."
"What the doctor said is inaccurate, don't take it too seriously, we should look forward."
"Hmm." Fu Boyi coughed a few more times.
Knowing he couldn't stay any longer, Butler Fu turned and left, closing the door behind him.
Some things are best left unsaid; saying too much makes no sense. If he could take the young master's place while he was sick, he would be willing to pay that price.
The snow fell for two days and two nights, and more than a dozen cities in the north were hit by the snow disaster.
The temperature dropped another 5°C, and spitting on the ground outside would freeze instantly. This kind of weather and temperature has brought great inconvenience to everyone's lives.
Fortunately, the snow finally stopped, which gave everyone hope. As long as the snow on the ground clears, they can continue working and make a living.
Qiao Xiaoni sat on the bed looking out the window: "The snow has finally stopped. I wonder when I'll be able to take a bus back."
"As long as it doesn't snow, we can wait about two more days." Su Chenhao placed the warmed milk on the table: "It's ready, drink it while it's hot."
"Hmm, you really do have a way of getting milk." Qiao Xiaoni felt like she had become a different person. She had to eat whatever she wanted, otherwise she would feel unhappy, uncomfortable, and want to throw a tantrum.
I suddenly had a craving for milk this morning, but where can I get milk at this temperature? I wonder how Su Chenhao managed to get some?
Su Chenhao breathed a sigh of relief while wondering where he could get some fresh food.
This morning, when I shamelessly bought milk from the person upstairs, the old lady reminded me, "Is your wife pregnant?"
That made him realize that Qiao Xiaoni's recent unusual behavior did indeed seem like she was pregnant.
However, he dared not say for sure, nor could he say for sure, that the two of them were trapped here and unable to go home for the time being, and did not know when they would be freed.
Bringing up the pregnancy now would only cause unnecessary trouble. Pregnant women should avoid overthinking, as my aunt told me. So, just focus on making your wife happy; we can discuss everything else when we get home.
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