Du Wan ignored Fu Jiaojiao's explanation. She rubbed Su Muxi's red arm gently with tenderness in her heart.
"You silly child, you didn't even scream when you were scratched and it hurt?"
Su Muxi chuckled: "Mom, it's okay."
Others who came rushing over after hearing the noise started asking what was going on.
Su Muli stood beside Su Muxi, looking at Fu Jiaojiao with hatred.
Without hesitation, he pointed at Fu Jiaojiao and shouted, "It was Auntie who bullied me and broke my arm."
No one took Su Muli's exaggerated accusations seriously.
Only Fu Jiaojiao was extremely anxious.
"No, I really didn't mean it, Xiaoxi, I apologize to you. I'm sorry, please don't be angry with me, okay?"
Su Muxi responded casually: "Yeah. I'm not angry."
Hearing this, Fu Jiaojiao finally felt relieved, but then she asked nervously, "Mu Xi, what about my dad?"
Su Muxi pondered for a moment and then said, "Go back and ask your family to think carefully about whether he did anything to offend the host family on the day of the funeral."
"Buy more paper money and apologize to the family. As long as the family forgives you, your father will be fine."
"What if the master refuses to forgive?" Fu Jiaojiao stared at Su Muxi anxiously.
"Then burn more money. It's not a deep hatred. If you give enough gifts, it will naturally be resolved."
After hearing this, Fu Jiaojiao was extremely anxious. She immediately pulled Su Aihua and hurried back to her parents' home.
After hearing this, Fu Jiaojiao hurriedly pulled Su Aihua back to her parents' home.
As soon as she stepped into the house, she grabbed Fu Xin and asked impatiently, "Brother, when Uncle Li was buried at the east end of the village last time, you and Dad went to help. Did Dad do anything disrespectful to Uncle Li during that time?"
Fu Xin looked at his sister in surprise. She had said she would go home tomorrow, but she suddenly came back early.
I couldn't help but ask in confusion: "You look so out of breath after running. Don't be anxious. Come inside and drink some water first."
Fu Jiaojiao didn't care and said seriously, "Brother, I want to ask you something. When we went to help Uncle Li's house that day, did anything happen to Dad?"
Seeing Fu Jiaojiao asking so anxiously, Fu Xin tried hard to recall and found that there was indeed nothing special.
"Nothing really happened. What are you so anxious about? Why are you asking this?"
At this time, Su Aihua on the side interrupted and reminded.
"Brother, think about it carefully."
After saying this, he glanced towards the house and continued in a low voice, "Dad's illness this time might be because he offended the deceased."
After hearing this, Xin's expression became serious.
"That day, my parents and I went over to help early in the morning."
"Mom is responsible for cooking for the host family and entertaining the relatives and friends who come to pay their respects."
"My father and I were responsible for arranging all the paper offerings sent by the guests. When the funeral was over, we arranged for someone to take them to the grave and burn them all for Uncle Li."
At this point, Fu Xin shook his head, saying that he really couldn't remember what else his father had done that might have offended the deceased.
At this time, Qian Yun, who had been taking care of Fu Bingnian in the house, heard the voices of several people and came out of the house.
She inquired about the situation and recalled, "Before burning the paper that day, your father said he had to pee urgently, but it was inconvenient with so many people around him, so she asked me to block it for him. He then stood behind the paper man and peed. I don't know if this counts."
After Qian Yun finished speaking, his face was full of worry.
Fu Jiaojiao was furious after hearing this. "Those were things that were burned for Uncle Li, and my dad... Oh, he has reason to be angry."
Qian Yun defended himself: "How could I have thought so much at the time? Besides, your father was also anxious."
"Okay, there's no point in talking about this now. Where did my dad pee on me that day?"
Fu Jiaojiao interrupted Qian Yunwen.
Qian Yun quickly said, "It's just a paper maid."
Hearing this, Fu Jiaojiao turned to her brother Fu Xin and gave instructions.
"Brother, go to the paper-making shop tonight and order two maids, a few sets of clothes, and some paper money.
"Tomorrow we'll go to Uncle Li's grave and apologize. As long as Uncle Li isn't angry anymore, Dad will be fine."
Looking at the sky gradually getting darker, Fu Xin felt a chill on his back.
He asked suspiciously, "Jiaojiao, where did you hear that? A paper figurine isn't cheap, is it useless?"
Fu Jiaojiao's face turned gloomy in an instant.
"If you're worried about the money, I'll pay for it. I'll take care of Mom and Dad from now on, but the house and land will also belong to me."
When Fu Xin heard this, he immediately became unhappy.
"Who said I was worried about the money? I'm just worried you'd get cheated. Seriously, I'm going to buy it now."
The next day, Fu Bingnian lay on the cart, with Fu Xin pulling it from the front and Su Aihua pushing it from the back.
Qian Yun, Fu Jiaojiao, Fu Xin's wife and several children in the family came to the Li family's grave with paper figures, paper money, etc.
Fu Xin stepped forward, bowed, and said sincerely, "Uncle Li, our whole family is here to see you."
"What my dad did before was wrong. Don't hold it against him. He didn't do it on purpose."
"Look, I bought you some things as an apology."
"My father has lost a lot of weight these days and has suffered a lot. Please calm down and forgive him."
Then, Fu Jiaojiao and Qian Yun lit the paper objects they had bought.
Qian Yun said as he burned the fire, "Old Li, you know our old Fu's temper. He was just anxious that day. We're all from the same village, so don't bother with him. Don't worry, when he can speak again, I'll have him come and apologize to you in person."
Fu Jiaojiao also burned paper money while saying, "Uncle Li, look, these are the two maids we picked especially for you. Let them go down and serve you well. You can use this money to buy whatever you want. When my father gets better, I'll burn some more for you. Just calm down and don't bother with him."
After the Fu family finished burning paper in the morning, Fu Bingnian's fever subsided that afternoon. He was awake in the evening and drank half a bowl of porridge.
Fu Jiaojiao sighed in her heart: This little girl Su Muxi is really amazing.
After returning to Qing City, Zhou Xiaofang met with her friend Wang Mingxue from the TV station the next day.
The two met in a cafe in Qing City.
As soon as she sat down, Zhou Xiaofang couldn't wait to ask.
"Xiaoxue, last time you said your TV station was planning to hold a children's singing competition. Has it started yet?"
Wang Mingxue put down the coffee cup in her hand and a sly smile appeared on her face.
"I knew it wasn't just a simple matter that a busy man like you suddenly asked me out for coffee. It's true that no one comes to you for no reason! Tell me, what's the matter?"
Zhou Xiaofang didn't hesitate and said directly, "I recently discovered a very talented young singer. His voice is simply perfect. Most importantly, he is only five or six years old."
"If you find a teacher who can train you well, your future achievements will be immeasurable."
After hearing this, Wang Mingxue finally understood Zhou Xiaofang's intention.
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