Chapter 213

Han Wenqing is a woman, especially after knowing the secret of Han xiaduo's heart, she suddenly understood where Han xiaduo's obsession came from, and she felt more and more distressed for her. She also frowned coldly at Fu Yunqian: "the happiness of life depends on two people's joint management and maintenance. Fu Yunqian, you are a smart man, you can marry Tang Xiaoyan, but the Fu family deceives others too much, and Han family is very happy It's not easy. "

The door of the kitchen is open. Far away, you can still hear fierce arguments from outside, and Han Wenqing's angry accusations.

Tang Xiaoyan is absent-minded, holding a club and pounding the honey and eggs in the jar, but her ears stand high. At night, it is very quiet and terrible. Those amplified quarrels seem to have feet, and they get into her ears, and become particularly harsh.

Make her frown.

The old lady looked like she was out of her mind. Her right hand lightly supported the cupboard door at the back: "don't worry, no matter how tough the Han family is, it's also the Fu family. They can't turn the world around. Even if they want to turn the world around, it depends on whether Fu Zhan agrees or not. If they can't control themselves, they will live for nothing."

Tang Xiaoyan looked back at the elegant old lady in surprise. Although she was still high and noble, she still recognized the comfort in the old lady's words.

As soon as the mood relaxed, he showed a smile: "thank you."

The old lady turned her mouth, but her eyes were fixed on the jar in her hand: "OK, No."

"Well, it's almost done. Take it upstairs and apply it."

"Is it?" The old lady finally showed a smile and suddenly became kind-hearted.

Tang Xiaoyan just nodded.

Outside, suddenly came the clear sound of the cup and plate landing.

The old lady, with a look of awe inspiring, hugged the jar and left in a hurry. Tang Xiaoyan followed her in a panic.

In the living room, Fu Zhan's favorite set of Jingde tea sets was smashed to pieces. The overturned tea was still smoky on the carpet. The cup fell at Fu Yunqian's feet. On his face and body, he was in a mess after being splashed with a cup of hot tea.

Fu Yunqian's eyelids were drooping and his head was half drooping. The wet tea slowly fell down from his hair, leaving behind his sharp and sharp features. Some slipped into his slightly open shirt neckline, and some gathered into water drops at his chin and directly fell to the ground.

I'm not embarrassed. He looks calm, but Tang Xiaoyan noticed that his hand hanging on his side is tightly clenched, and the back of his hand is blue, which is a sign of anger.

Tang Xiaoyan saw that the tea should still be hot. Although it was not hot, it must still be hot. Her white fingers clenched her fist.

Han family, is the real bullying!

The old lady was shocked and took a look at Fu Zhan. Before she wanted to speak, Fu Zhan had already clapped her hands.

The sound of shock, as if patted on Han xiaduo's heart, startled her even back two steps, a buttock sitting on the sofa, shaking all over, subconsciously toward her father and aunt.

Han Wenqing was also shocked. She didn't expect that Han xiaduo would do something so impulsive. However, now that she is in trouble, she has to pat Han xiaduo on the back of her hand.

Fu stood looking at Han xiaduo, who was silent. His sharp eyes were full of disdain and anger. He said to Han Songming, "Songming, our comrades in arms have a revolutionary friendship. We don't want to be ruined because of our children. It's also true that I owe you a life. If you want to hear your granddaughter go back to mourn with you all day, no problem. Tomorrow, go and register!"

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Han Songming has always been a figure with a head and a face, and the influence of the Han family in the whole capital is second to none.

When did you lose face like this? When did you get angry like this. Now I heard such ridicule. His crutches crackled on the ground, and his old face turned red. When I saw his granddaughter, who had just been domineering and now lost her soul, and looked at Fu Zhan, who was also forced to give up, I sighed with a sigh: "it's all right. Now I can't manage it. I'm still following you around Go ahead and register. Wen Qing. Book me a plane ticket and I'll go back to Beijing tomorrow. I've lost all my face to you. I've lost all my face... "

When Fu Zhan saw that his former life-saving benefactor had left like this, he didn't feel very good, but it was his grandson. Moreover, the old lady was also eyeing him. If he didn't show his attitude. I can't finish today.

When Han Songming leaves, Han Wenqing shouts his father behind his back. Looking at his aging and faltering appearance, he seems to be getting old in an instant and suddenly feels unfilial.

Not thinking about Han xiaduo any more, he rushed to catch up: "Dad, you walk slowly, Dad, you wait for me..."

The situation is over.

Han Wenxuan, even though she loves her daughter, but for the sake of this, she is not only angry, but also has something to say.

the old lady began to slowly and slowly stir up the honey egg mask on her hands. While chucking, he whispered: "it turns out that there are still people who know how to be shameful. I thought the little one was not sensible, and the old one was not ashamed."

Then he looked at his grandson and said to Tang Xiaoyan, "Oh, what are you doing standing there? Take a towel for your man."Your man

Tang Xiaoyan turned and left. The old lady stretched out her hand and said, "come back. What are you doing in the kitchen? The bathroom is over there. "

Han Wenxuan iron green face, see Fu station without any obstruction meaning, a is bleary daughter from the sofa pulled up: "go, also don't think enough shame, right?"

"Dad..." Han xiaduo's voice cried, but suddenly he thought of a word Defeat like a mountain!

Seeing that the man finally left, Fu Zhan's straight body suddenly fell down. Fortunately, ah Si understood and quickly stepped forward to help him: "master, are you ok?"

When the old lady over there saw this, she stopped at Fu Zhan. She stepped out of the jar and stifled her steps. She took a mallet and pounded it in the jar twice. She straightened her shawl and yawned. As if nothing had happened, she said, "it's better to register tomorrow. It's better to bump into the sun. Fu Zhan, you can do it."

After that, Mrs. Fu and Wang Siqing went upstairs.

Tang Xiaoyan took a towel from the bathroom and helped Fu Yunqian wipe it. The towel was picked up by him, and the tea leaves on his hair fell off.

Standing in the living room, Fu frowned and said nothing. Seeing that the old lady's back had disappeared, he glanced at both of them. His body was tired and his eyes closed. "Come with me to the study."

He said this to Tang Xiaoyan.

Fu Yunqian frowned, holding a towel in his hand between the two: "grandfather, you have something to say here."

"Son of a bitch!" Although Fu Zhan drove the Han family away, it doesn't mean that he was not angry. Even though he had problems with this incident, now it's Fu Yunqian who is pushing the ducks to the shelves and forcing him to submit.

Don't give Fu Yunqian in the opening of the opportunity, Fu standing forward, directly upstairs.

Tang Xiaoyan stood there and stopped the figure Fu Yunqian still wanted to catch up with: "it's OK, I'll go myself."

Fu Yunqian was worried. She nodded to him and shook his hand again, indicating that he was at ease. Fu stood upstairs, before entering the library, turned back, and cried downstairs, "if you don't come up, don't you want me to lift the sedan chair to invite you?"

The door of the study was then slammed.

Tang Xiaoyan turned to go upstairs, but her slender arm was pulled. Fu Yunqian thought for a while and muttered a few words in her ear.

After listening, his face turned red: "how can this be?"

"Be obedient." His bony palm pressed on the back of her hand and rubbed it back and forth, like a feather sweeping his heart, "go."

Finally, he gave her a push and pushed her up the stairs.

Looking back, I saw a tall and successful man standing at her head silently, gazing at him like that. There were worries and encouragement in his deep eyes. Without too many words, he could only care about you and be nervous from his eyes.

This undoubtedly gave Tang Xiaoyan great courage.

He turned to the study.

Downstairs, Fu Yunqian saw Tang Xiaoyan enter the study.

Turn back and sit on the sofa.

After pressing the swollen temple, I saw a packet of unopened cigarettes under the tea table. My middle finger and thumb pinched the tobacco and gently pulled it out. As a result, I searched for it for a long time, but I didn't find a lighter.

After that, he threw the cigarette back to the tea table and reclined on the sofa.

Tang Xiaoyan closes the study door.

Study simple atmosphere, but only the corner of a floor lamp, light is not bright.

The old figure stood at the window, a loose gown could not cover the thin and tall figure.

Although worried, or carefully called out: "grandfather."

Fu Zhan's body, like a slow machine, slowly turned around. After confirming that she was the only one who came in, her face was no longer so tense, but she was still stiff and unhappy: "what do you call me?"

Tang Xiaoyan was surprised. The words "grandfather" whirled around the tip of his tongue, but under his sharp gaze, he didn't know how to say: "I..."

Hesitating, he did not know how to connect, but Fu Zhan took over the conversation again: "hum, now I have the insight. Where did the insight go just now? The old woman is 70 years old. You can call her auntie, but thanks to you."

“……”

Tang Xiaoyan looked at Fu Zhan and said honestly, "but the old lady doesn't like to be called old."

"Oh." Fu Station stares at the young girl in front of him. She is 70 years younger than him, but she grabs her head and scratches her ears seriously. "You can flatter me."

“…… In fact, the old lady is really not old. She can't see her age at all. "

"How old do you think I am?"

Tang Xiaoyan seems to have seen Fu Zhan's hidden hope and expectation, and the words about to be uttered are circled between his lips and teeth: "in fact, you are also very young, and you look at most in your early 70s."

Don't know which words please Fu Station, he has been taut face suddenly slowed down: "do you know why I want to call you in alone?"

She shook her head, although uneasy, but still brave to his eyes: "grandfather, you have words to say."Fu station slowly sat back on the rattan chair in front of the table. Tang Xiaoyan looked at him and suddenly felt that it would not be good words.

To avoid Fu Yunqian, Fu station must have its own difficulties.

Tang Xiaoyan did not open his mouth, but listened quietly.

I didn't expect the first sentence from Fu Zhan: "first of all, I have to tell you I'm sorry. It's an old man's selfishness that has brought me to this stage."

“……” Sorry, let Tang Xiaoyan a heart, gradually to sink.

She guessed the beginning of the story and, perhaps, the end.

The air conditioner was on in the study, but at the end of the conversation, her back was still soaked in cold sweat, and she hung her head and said nothing.