"By the way, if you are short of money, you don't have to worry. Your money at that time had a very good income every month, which was enough for your food and clothing. I still thought about it. Don't let you regret and make a decision for you. But in the end, I can't get in touch with you. Now that you have children, you can find your favorite part You don't have to work so hard. Anyway, take your time, right

Song Xiaochen was a little stunned, a little bitter smile, "I didn't expect that the only one who helped you in the end was you. You also thought about it for me. I thought about what I said to you and what I did. It's really a shame."

Song Xiaoyu didn't think much about it. At the age of 16 or 7, if this matter has been kept in mind, she is probably really unhappy. Some things should be put down, not to forgive others, but to let go of herself.

"In fact, it's quite unexpected that I met you here." Song Xiaoyu said, in fact, there is no more to say, not to talk about feelings, nor friends, what's more, the money is originally song Xiaochen's money, which is all due to her.

When song Xiaoyu left this small mountain village, song Xiaochen went to see her off. Tuan Tuan was a very cute child, and then lay prone on his mother's shoulder, "goodbye, aunt."

A sound of aunt, let song Xiaoyu heart a little pain, she forgot that he and song Xiaochen are the same sister, very close relatives.

When song Xiaoyu came back home, she had three days to get home. Mr. Fu did not go on a business trip. When she returned home, she did not inform Fu Weichen in advance.

She was very tired, probably because her mood was slightly affected. When she got home, she took a bath and let herself sleep in bed.

When Fu Weichen returned home, he was stunned by the suitcase at the door. She came back without notice. There was no food on the stove and no lights were turned on in the room.

When Fu Weichen pushed away the bedrooms, there was such a small group on the bed. He went over, leaned over and kissed her small face, which she held outside the quilt.

Song Xiaoyu felt her face itchy, she suddenly woke up. It was dark outside, and the indoor light was not clear. She sucked her nose, and then went to hold her and thrust herself into his arms.

"What's the matter?"

"Tired, sleepy, in a bad mood." Song Xiaoyu said, and then in his arms, inhaled nose, want to find a comfortable position in his arms.

"Tired, sleepy, understandably, it's a long way back. If I come back from the bus, train or plane, I can understand why I'm in a bad mood. You're not a person who is easily in a bad mood."

"I met song Xiaochen."

"She bullied you?" Fu Weichen asked, and then put his arm around her. The palm of the man's hand was on his back. It seemed that he had a calming power.

"I'm not afraid of bullying me. I'm really not afraid of being bullied. Song Xiaochen has a child. That child called me aunt, and then I was out of my mind." Song Xiaoyu said, then raised his head, and then looked at Fu Weishen, "husband, do you say, did you raise a white eyed wolf? Do you say, I am a wolf that is not well fed? You have given me all the good, which is really good to me, really You say, why such a small child, just talk, and then call my aunt, I feel bad, and I am also moved, I particularly want to cry, I even think, she is my cousin ah, I have forgotten that she was so bad, so bad treatment of me, she said that my father sold me, she even wanted to take you away from me, she has done bad Yes, but I just want to cry. I really want to cry... "

Fu Weichen micro smile, looking at her nose are red, "fish, I really haven't seen you cry for a long time."

"You are a person, not a machine. As I said, a lot of emotions can not be replaced. I can only say that I am within the scope of my ability to give you all the love and make you feel warm and safe. After all, your family is a concern and desire in your heart. In fact, this thing in the past, if you feel hurt, it is harm, if you have yourself and yourself No matter what you said, song Nei is still a small thing, because you don't know what you are doing

Song Xiaoyu heard that, really shed tears, she put out her hand around his neck, "do you really think so?

"I really feel like this. You are great. I always hope that you are a kind and honest person who can be your own person. If you keep things in mind 10 years ago, song Xiaoyu, how free you are and how miserable your life is. Are you living a good life? Many things are just going as they are." Fu Wei sink way, and then reach out to wipe her tears, "Mrs. Fu, read a person of an age, don't shed any more tears, OK?"

Song Xiaoyu couldn't help laughing, "OK."

Fu Weishen kisses her forehead, "OK, is the mood better?"Song Xiaoyu nodded, and then continued to nest in his arms, unwilling to release.

"Aren't you hungry at night?"

"Hungry, I'm really hungry, but I don't want to let you go at all." Song Xiaoyu said.

"Yes, take out at night!" Fu Weichen hugs her, song Xiaoyu is lying in his arms, watching him order, the lights are too late to turn on, only the light on the mobile phone, shining on his face, let his whole person look, is really very good-looking, song Xiaoyu, close to, kiss his face, "love you."

Fu Wei sank and moved. He just bowed his head and ordered a meal. Song Xiaoyu couldn't help laughing. He was really good, very good, very good.

Great.

Song Xiaoyu only felt that his mood was really much better. She leant in his arms and nestled at ease, "my husband, it's like this. That Tuan is like Chen Mingzhe's child."

"And then..."

"And then, you say, should I just say that?"

"Song Xiaoyu, you can have a rest. Well, whatever you like. My suggestion is to mind your own business, but it's good to be clear about some things, right? Chen Mingzhe has been so grateful to you these years that he almost confessed to you as an ancestor. He has a little conscience. It's good to tell people the true source of money, right? "

Song Xiaoyu suddenly laughed, "Mr. Fu, how can I feel vinegar?"

Fu Weichen looked at her coldly, "what vinegar flavor?"

Song Xiaoyu doesn't talk. Anyway, every time Chen Mingzhe looks for her, Mr. Fu is really upset. If Chen Mingzhe knows that the money is not from his own, he is grateful to song Xiaochen in front of his ancestors. He must not be a son, then Mr. Fu must be happy!

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