Fu Shengying accompanied her granddaughter to look at the picture album, but her eyelids were not raised.

"Then the bags and cars and jewelry you collected in those years are rubbish?"

"He asked Xu Qian and Shi Qin to help buy them. He never bought them in person." Mrs Fu argued.

However, at that time, he devoted himself to his work and didn't have the time and mind.

Now that he has a wife, he has all his thoughts and time.

"Well, parents are parents and wives are wives. What can I argue about?" The old lady Fu was very liberal and said to her, "if he doesn't give it to you, you parents can still break off the relationship with him. If your wife doesn't love you, what should you do if you run back?"

That's his heart. What can I do if I don't pet him?

Fu Hanzheng holds the flower and goes upstairs. He pushes the door open and walks in.

Gu Weiwei was writing something in the play, so she didn't realize someone came in until a bunch of flowers came to her.

She looked up at the man with the flowers. "Why send them?"

"Yesterday you prepared a surprise reply for me." Said Fu Hanzheng.

Gu Weiwei took the flowers and saw a small card in the bouquet. She took it down and opened it. She couldn't help laughing.

The card says: wife, I'm wrong.

There is also a cute figure in the back, kneeling on the washboard.

With the photographer ready to take pictures of the card content, Gu Weiwei once closed, said with a smile.

"It's a secret."

If it's taken, the audience will have to wonder why it's wrong and where it's wrong.

At that time, there will be all kinds of strange guesses.

The cameraman didn't ask for it, but continued to shoot silently.

Their group of photographers, in fact, is the most relaxed, because Mr. Fu and Mrs. Fu are really too busy. They don't need too much arrangement and guidance from the program group. Their daily life is full of dog food.

The other two groups, either too dull, or there are contradictions, there will always be bad times.

They only need two days to shoot, and the material is enough.

Gu Weiwei put the card in her pocket and sniffed the flowers.

"Why are you back this morning?"

"I want to see you earlier." Fu Hanzheng said with a smile.

Gu Weiwei chuckled and followed him downstairs with the flowers in her arms. Then she took the vase and put the roses in it.

Fu went to accompany the two children. The two little guys climbed on him one after another and hung on him like two koalas.

Mrs. Fu brought out the soup. "There's still a while for dinner. You can have some soup first."

Fu Hanzheng hugs Tian Tian, who wants to eat in the past, and says to Gu Weiwei.

"Drink first."

Gu Weiwei took the black chicken soup, scooped it up for a long time, blew it, and tasted it with a satisfied smile.

"Mom, it's the best soup you can make."

"Add some Astragalus angelica to replenish your qi and blood. You are too weak." Said Madame Fu.

Gu Weiwei's mouth was slightly shaken, and she buried herself in the soup.

Tian Tian saw that they were all eating with bowls in their hands. She was anxious to get out of Fu Hanzheng's arms, but she was held tightly and couldn't get out. She was so anxious that she would cry.

Fu Hanzheng quickly took her to find something to eat and diverted her attention. Otherwise, she could not eat any more. The snack had collapsed.

Gu Weiwei soon finished her soup and went to take care of her daughter.

"Go ahead, it will be cold in a moment."

Fu Hanzheng, holding his daughter, said earnestly.

"Have another bowl."

Guweiwei dry smile, "I will have dinner later."

His eyes were clear: you need to mend more.