Chapter 760

Everyone looked at Fu Chenhan, but he was still very indifferent. It seemed that there was nothing in the world that could move him, even the call of his own grandmother.

But in the end, he still stepped forward, stood in front of the old lady's bed, looked down at her: "how."

Mrs. Fu opened her eyes with great effort. The old man has been domineering all his life. Now she is about to blow the candle and pull out the wax, but some fragility comes out of her turbid eyes. She quietly looked at Fu Chenhan for a long time, and then said, "it's good to say that people are going to die. Shen Han, you and I hate each other for most of our lives. Grandma dare not say that there is nothing wrong with you, but... "Her lips trembled:" believe it or not, your mother's death has nothing to do with me. "

The whole room was quiet.

Everyone was stunned.

Fu ShenHan and Fu Yishu's mother, Wei Yu, are almost taboos of the whole Fu family. This deceased Fu family's mother is a sad thing that the two young masters of the Fu family don't want to mention. It's also a taboo that old lady Fu keeps secret.

Fu Chenhan hardly talked about it with Mrs. Fu. Mrs. Fu didn't dare. She was afraid that Fu ShenHan would be completely separated from the Fu family. Fu ShenHan disdained that the truth he wanted was always in his own hands, so she never needed other people's explanation and clarification.

But now, as Mrs. Fu was dying, she finally mentioned it.

There is only one thing that she can talk about with Fu Chenhan, the grandson.

Fu Chenhan still has no expression, cold and light, just like the old man who has aged in the lingering sickbed, not his relatives, and even his voice is not soft: "is that what you want to say?"

He sneered: "if you really get it, do you think I will let it go for so many years?"

"..." Mrs. Fu closed her eyes, seemed to recognize her fate, and murmured: "when you were young, I knew that you were a child I couldn't control. You had your own ideas since you were young, which is a good thing."

She looked at the ceiling as if she had seen an old friend and laughed: "I remember when Fu Mo first came back with your mother, I actually had a good impression of your mother." She sighed deeply, "but she... Can't stay in the Fu family."

Over the years, those memories faded like old photos, but she still remembers that it was a clear and breezy day. When Wei Yu was wearing a light green dress and was taken into the house by Fu Mo, she looked at Wei Yu at that time and actually liked her very much.

Beautiful, dignified, generous, worthy of the position of Fu's mother.

Unfortunately

Mrs. Fu coughed. She covered her heart, her eyes suddenly widened, and said, "Shen Han, Yi Shu, I've been dreaming about your father and mother recently, and now I'm finally going to see them."

Fu Yishu has real feelings for his grandmother. After all, he was brought up by his grandmother when he was a child. He said in a hoarse voice: "grandma... Don't say that."

Old lady Fu shook her head: "it's really not going to work this time."

She said slowly: "in my life, the merits and demerits of good and evil have been commented by others. I don't regret many things except..." she took a deep look at Fu Chenhan. She didn't know how much sincerity and how much hypocrisy there were. But when she looked at this haggard old man at this moment, her heart was a little sour.

After all, Mrs. Fu didn't say any more. She just said, "I'm tired... I want to sleep for a while. Let's go out."

The whole room soon broke up. Dou zhenrui hesitated and didn't want to leave. But when she saw Fu Chenhan's cold face, she was startled and left with her son.

Jiang Xu and Fu Chenhan come out of the old lady's yard together. The moon and stars are bright and the wind is blowing. All of a sudden, it reminds Jiang Xu of one day four years ago when the old lady suddenly fell ill. She saves people, and then she goes back to Gantang hospital with Fu Chenhan.

All around very quiet, Fu Chenhan suddenly asked: "how much time does she have?"

Ginger whew Leng for a while, then said: "the doctor said almost, I see the old lady's face, I'm afraid it's within this week."

Fu Shen Han suddenly said with a smile: "in fact, when I just stood there and looked at her, I felt funny."

Jiang Xu raised his head and asked, "why?"

Fu Chenhan was silent for a while, and finally said, "she doesn't like my mother. I look like my mother, and she doesn't like me either."

When he was a child, when other people's children were the darling of his grandparents, his grandmother was tired of him when she saw him. It seemed that she wanted to solve his problem with a knife.

At that time, Fu Yishu was not yet born. Fu Mo was out on a mission. Wei Yu was studying embroidery in the garden. He sat next to Wei Yu and read a book. It was a rare quiet time in his childhood. He remembered that Mrs. Fu swaggered past them and ran into Wei Yu's Embroidery shed. So he bent down to pick it up, but Mrs. Fu stepped on it, At that time, when the old lady looked down, Fu Chenhan still remembers clearly the malice in her eyes.

Later, Fu Mo died, Wei Yu also died, Fu ShenHan and Fu Yishu became orphans.

But fortunately, Fu Yishu looks like Fu mo. old lady Fu loves her family and is very kind to Fu Yishu. But Fu Chenhan's delicate appearance is completely inherited from her mother. Old lady Fu is tired of looking at it more. So many times, she keeps Fu Chenhan in Gantang hospital. Li doesn't allow him to go out. Fu Yishu doesn't understand why, Fu old lady said to him: "he is not your brother, he is a cannibal monster, you do not play with him, he will kill you."

Fu Yishu doesn't believe it. He often comes to find Fu ShenHan secretly, but he always looks cold and light. It seems that he doesn't care much about his younger brother.

Later, Fu ShenHan's wings became more and more abundant, and old lady Fu couldn't handle him any more. Even if Fu ShenHan didn't have the identity of the owner of the Fu family, he still wandered out of his own world and stood at the peak of power in the capital city of desire. Even she had to avoid the edge and treat him carefully.

Fu didn't like to recall the past.

But maybe it's the cool wind tonight, or maybe Mrs. Fu is dying, or... Just want to tell someone who will love and pity him the grievances that have been deeply buried in his heart.

Fu Shen Han raised his lips slightly and said, "I remember once when it was the Dragon Boat Festival, I was making zongzi at home."