179 Lao Mo, Lao Mo, did you hear that?

After returning to the reception desk, Su Taotao was busy taking a shower and cleaning up. In the end, she didn't ask all the questions in her mind. In fact, knowing or not knowing the answers would have no impact on her current life.

It's just that my curiosity was not satisfied, that's all.

Only after the two children had gone to bed did Su Taotao have time to look at the things that Old Lady Song had prepared for them.

The driver helped to lift it up and down. Su Taotao thought it was not something valuable when she saw Fu Zhengtu not stopping her. She was shocked when she saw it.

Among the three small boxes, one contained an emerald bracelet, which was obviously for Su Taotao. The other two small boxes contained two crystal clear peace lockets, one large and one small. They should be meeting gifts for the two children. Perhaps the parents were worried that Su Taotao would not accept them if they gave them face to face, so they gave them to them when they were not paying attention.

Su Taotao whispered, "This is too expensive. Let's return it."

Fu Zhengtu took it and took a look at it, then he took up the emerald bracelet and put it on Su Taotao's wrist, saying softly, "It's my grandmother's legacy, a family heirloom."

Su Taotao blinked, a little slow to react.

Regarding Zhou Linglan's life experience, the original novel briefly mentioned that she was kidnapped and sold or lost when she was a child, and lived a wandering life for a long time until she married Fu Zhengtu's father and settled down.

As for where she was originally from, whether she had contact with her family later, what her family was doing, etc., there was no detailed mention.

However, it has been more than ten years since Fu Zhengtu's father passed away, and Zhou Linglan would rather raise her two children alone in the countryside than go to her mother's house to see them.

There must be some sad past that is unknown to the public.

Fu Zhengtu didn't say much, and Su Taotao didn't ask much either.

"You can't wear it, it's too conspicuous. Besides, what if such a valuable thing gets bumped?"

The slender white wrist, the snow-like creamy skin, and the emerald bracelet are no longer just beautiful, they can be called works of art.

Fu Zhengtu grabbed her wrist and rubbed it: "It looks good."

Su Taotao also likes it, but she has to work and it is inconvenient to wear it: "I can't wear it even if it looks good."

She picked up the two pendants and took a look at them. They were actually also emerald-grade jade, but perhaps the water content was not as good as the bracelets, or they were relatively thin and did not look as emerald green.

Even though Su Taotao doesn't know much about jade, she knows that this is of top quality.

"Is this also passed down from your grandmother?"

Fu Zhengtu shook his head: "No, it's a gift from the elders and I can't refuse it. Please help them keep it."

Su Taotao carefully took these treasures back. These things are expensive now, but it’s okay. In a few decades, they will be treasures with a starting price of seven or eight figures. They are also in short supply, so they must be kept well.

The other box contains food, ranging from sea cucumbers to malted milk, a big bag full of everything.

There was also a skirt that was similar in style to the cheongsam that Old Lady Song was wearing today, but it was cut more conservatively and the color wasn't as bright.

As soon as Su Taotao saw the size, she knew it was prepared for Zhou Linglan.

There was also a grey cashmere scarf for men and a wool sweater of the same colour. Su Taotao knew without even looking at the size that these were definitely prepared for Fu Zhengtu.

Moreover, it is obvious that these things were not prepared on the spur of the moment. They had probably been prepared all along, so that they could be given to Fu Zhengtu directly when he arrived.

Su Taotao became more and more curious about the relationship between Old Lady Song and Zhou Linglan.

At night, Su Taotao's curiosity was not satisfied, and she tossed and turned all night long, unable to fall asleep.

Fu Zhengtu was so annoyed by her that he hugged her and kissed her, then said in a low voice, "Ask whatever you want to ask."

This man's heart is like a mirror. He knows everything, but he just won't say it.

Su Taotao moved her head a little, and with the help of the street lights outside the window, she saw the handsome sleeping face of the man with his eyes closed.

She kissed him on the cheek, hugged his waist and said:

"No, I'm just a little curious."

Fu Zhengtu said: "There is nothing to be curious about. When my mother was young, the two elderly people raised her for a few years and have always been thinking about her."

Then aren’t Mr. Hu and Mrs. Song equivalent to Zhou Linglan’s family?

But why does Zhou Linglan never seem to mention them or come to see them?

Until Su Taotao fell asleep in a daze, Fu Zhengtu did not mention Zhou Linglan's life experience again.

As for the matter of Hu Die, Su Taotao had long forgotten about it.

When I woke up from a nap, I felt like I had lost my memory. All my curiosity was gone.

Fu Zhengtu has to attend an industry summit this morning and take the train back to base in the afternoon.

Su Taotao and her friends took the noon train back to Qinglian Village.

It was not until breakfast time that Mo Jialin realized that his friends were not going back to the base with him!

The big buns in his mouth were tasteless. He touched Fu Yuanhang's arm and asked, "How many days will you be back home?"

Fu Yuanhang shook his head and said, "You can find out by asking my sister-in-law."

Anyway, he would follow Su Taotao wherever she went. As long as he could go back to the village to see his mother, it would be fine, even if it took a few days.

Mumu moved his chair over and asked Su Taotao: "Sister Tao, how many days will you be back home?"

Su Taotao said: "Excluding the time on the road, I can only stay in my hometown for two nights. If I count from today, I will be back to the base in six days."

Mumu almost jumped up: "So long?"

Ever since he met Fu Yuanhang, the two had been inseparable and had seen each other every day. He had never experienced being apart from each other for such a long time.

Mumu moved the chair back to Fu Yuanhang's side: "Is your hometown fun?"

Fu Yuanhang thought about it, shook his head and said, "I don't know. I don't have time to play in my hometown."

Apart from going to school, he helped with chores. Later, when Chenchen was born, he helped to take care of Chenchen. Playing was a luxury for him. It was only after he arrived at the base and met Mumu that he understood what "play" and "fun" meant.

"Oh," Mumu sighed, "It must be fun in the village. I can go fishing."

Fu Yuanhang thought about it and shook his head: "It's not as fun as on the island. There are more seafood to be picked up on the island."

Mumu said again: "Then we can go up the mountain and catch birds!"

Fu Yuanhang shook his head again: "At best, we can only catch little sparrows. I prefer the seagulls on the island."

Mumu started to glare at people: "How can it be the same? There are many trees in the mountains, I can climb trees and dig out bird nests!"

Fu Yuanhang still shook his head: "My mother doesn't allow me to climb trees or dig out bird nests."

Mumu got angry: "Fu Yuanhang, you deliberately said it's not fun because you don't want me to go, right? If the village is not fun, what are you going back for?"

Fu Yuanhang: “?” What does that mean?

Fu Yuanhang didn't understand Mumu's anger at all, and replied: "I'm going back to see my mother."

Mumu: “!!!”

Su Taotao couldn't help laughing. This Mumu is so funny.

"Mumu, do you want to go with us?"

Mumu's eyes lit up, and he quickly moved the stool to Su Taotao's side: "Sister Tao, can I go? Can I really go?"

Mumu is really funny. Su Taotao nodded: "Of course you can."

Mumu was so happy: "Great! Sister Taozi, you are so nice!"

Mumu quickly moved the stool next to his father: "Lao Mo, Lao Mo, did you hear that? My sister Taozi said I can go to the village with them."

Mo Gong, who was eating hard, raised his head and said, "I know. Your mother told me before she left. Don't you know?"

Mumu: “??!!”

"You didn't tell me, how would I know?"

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