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The voice falls, Tang Yao to the man's eyes, look cold.

Fu Nuan didn't notice the silent smoke between them. She looked at Tang Yuanshan and said:

"uncle, I know you miss Mom as much as I do, but that's why we have to take good care of ourselves."

She vaguely remembered that when her mother died, her uncle did not shed a single tear on the day of the funeral.

But after all the people who came to offer sacrifices had left, she saw her uncle kneeling in front of her mother's tombstone, crying soundlessly.

Although not heartbreaking, but more sad than the father at the funeral.

Hearing this consolation, Tang Yuanshan nodded, tears in his eyes.

That feeling, he never said, now, also has no chance.

He often thought that if he had been able to take the initiative and strive for more, would the outcome be different now?

Several people stayed in front of the tombstone for a long time, but until noon, Fu Nuan didn't see the person who should come most

Her father, Fu Zhao.

Every year, her father would come with her to worship her mother.

But this year is not the same, she married, with her husband to accompany her.

What about father? Is it different?

There was a vague uncertainty in her mind.

Now he has a new family of his own, including Lin Rong, stepdaughter, and an unborn child Will he still remember that today is the death day of his mother?

As time went by, Fu Zhao still didn't show up

Fu Nuan can't help being disappointed. His uncle remembers his mother's death day every year. He flies back from abroad to present his mother with a bunch of flowers, so as not to let her be lonely.

But father, as the mother's favorite man, has not appeared yet.

The weather in October has been slightly cold, the woman dressed thin, can not help but shiver.

Rong and slightly frowned, took off the coat and put it on her, and took the person to her arms. "It's late, it's cold outside, let's go back."

"It's not cold. I want to stay with my mother a little longer."

As soon as the voice dropped, she sneezed, as if her body was protesting what she had just said.

"Be obedient. You'll get sick."

"Well All right

She hesitated for a few seconds and finally nodded.

In fact, she wants to stay with her mother for a while, and

Forget it. Maybe he really forgot.

……

The four walked out of the cemetery on foot, only to get out of the garden. Fu Nuan saw three people coming not far away.

Father?

It's Fu Zhao, but he's still with Lin Rong and Fu sirou's mother and daughter.

Fu Nuan frowned. How could Dad

"Why are you here?"

She looked at her father and asked about Lin Rong's mother and daughter.

"Warm, you said I heard from your father that today is the death day of your mother. Anyway, it's a family now, so we should come and have a look. "

Lin Rong smiles with a kind face, but makes people feel disgusted.

Fu Zhao naturally helped to speak at this time, "warm, your aunt Lin has no other meaning, just accompany me to see your mother. She's also kind

Good intentions?

She didn't think it was a good idea to bring her present wife to worship her former dead wife.

Fu Nuan chuckled, "aunt Lin has such a big stomach, how can she still run around? If I bump into each other, my mother and I can't stand it

This sounds to care about Lin Rong, but if you are careful about it, the irony is obvious.

At this time, Fu sirou, standing on Lin Rong's side, sees the man beside Fu Nuan. The whole person looks at Rong and Rong as if he has lost his soul.

Originally, when her mother asked her to come to the cemetery, she was still very resistant in her heart.

However, from her appearance to now, the man has not looked at her.

"Brother in law, you are here too..."

As Fu sirou said, she walked unconsciously toward Rong and walked away, ignoring the presence of others and taking Fu Nuan seriously.

man's eyebrows are tight. When the woman approaches him, the perfume on his body is strong and pungent. It's hard for him to bear. He takes two steps and says to his wife: "get on the bus, let's go home."

Fu Nuan looked at Professor Rong's disdainful appearance and Fu sirou's iron green face, which made him laugh.

"Brother in law, do you hate me? Am I so unpopular?"

Fu sirou does not give up. Jiao smiles and approaches again.

Face and thin lips gently pursed, the bottom of the eyes across the color of intolerance.

Seeing this, Fu Nuan immediately got to know it. He inserted himself between them and said in a cold voice, "the smell on you is so strange. Have you eaten mutton? I'm sorry, my husband can't smell coquettish! "

Rong and the originally gloomy look gradually faded away from the haze, with a smile on his lips.If his women really want to be separated from each other, the combat effectiveness can not be underestimated.

"You..."

Lin Rong didn't want her daughter to cause more trouble at this time. She grabbed her arm and said in a voice that only two people could hear: "don't have a direct conflict with her. Give me a break."

I don't see anyone else here. I have to do the whole set.

Fu sirou bit her lips with hatred. OK, she has to bear this tone today!

One day, she will return it ten times and one hundred times!

On the other side, Tang Yuanshan clenched his fist fiercely from the moment he saw Fu Zhao appear. His body trembled and his emotion was in his heart.

"Father." Tang Yao whispered in a low voice: "take care of your body, slowly map it."

On hearing this, Tang Yuanshan's clenched fist gradually loosened, but his hatred did not disappear completely.

Fu Zhao noticed that the man standing behind Fu Nuan did not recognize him at first sight. When he saw Tang Yao, he determined that the man in front of him was Tang Yuanshan.

After so many years' absence, he came back.

Fu Zhao sank into his mind and suddenly burst into laughter. He exchanged greetings to his "old friend" whom he had not seen for many years

Tang Yuanshan snorted coldly and didn't even respond to a look in his eyes.

Looking at this scene, Fu Nuan felt that the atmosphere was a little strange.

She remembers that when she was a child, her uncle didn't like his father very much, and hardly gave him a good face, but his father was always cold and light.

For the memory of her mother's death, she was more impressed by the fact that her uncle had a serious illness, had a fight with her father in the hospital, and then left the country without contact.

"Let's go."

Tang Yuanshan didn't want to pay attention to the hypocrite. He clung to his crutch, Tang Yao helped him and left the cemetery step by step.

Looking at their father and son's back, Fu Zhao's eyes flashed a trace of cruelty.

The father and son came back one after another. Are they planning something?

Did Tang Yao know about his investigation?

Or

All this is the inspiration of Tang Yuanshan!