Chapter 52
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Fu Zhen pushed open the door and got out of the car. Looking at the Jiang family not far away, there was still a tuxedo, and Butler Wang, wearing white gloves, stood aside.
Fu Zhen subconsciously straightened his back and waited for Jiang Hengshu to come and walk towards Mr. Jiang and them together.
This is the first time that Jiang Hengshu takes his daughter-in-law home for the Spring Festival. It's a happy thing to say, but it's strange to see two men walking together.
Mr. Jiang murmured in his heart, but on the surface nothing was revealed. With a decent smile on his face, he said to Jiang Hengshu and the two of them: "advanced house."
Jiang Hengshu holds Fu Zhen's hand. Fu Zhen looks at him from the side of his head, and then holds his hand.
Fu Zhen has seen Mr. Jiang and Mr. Jiang Lao on TV many times. As Jiang Hengshu said, Mr. Jiang is actually fatter than before. Mrs. Jiang is wearing a rose red cheongsam and her hair is coiled in the back of her head, which makes her look younger than before. Mr. Jiang, dressed in a dark blue Tang suit and holding a crutch in his hand, was in a high spirits. He didn't look like he was in his 70s.
After entering the villa, several people sat down on the sofa. When you look at me and I look at you, I don't know how to speak. Mr. Jiang looks at Fu Zhen, who is sitting next to his grandson. It seems that the two of them really match each other, but it would be better to be a girl.
Although they are not satisfied with Jiang Hengshu's bringing a boy home, they will not blame other children's children. Jiang Hengshu's choice of a man is his own problem. They will not blame Fu Zhen for this.
So even if we have prepared sticks for Jiang Hengshu, when we treat Fu Zhen, the people of Jiang family are all smiling.
Moreover, this young man is indeed very popular, but if he is not the object of Jiang Hengshu, Mr. Jiang thinks that he will appreciate him a little more. But the fact is that, no one can change it.
From a different perspective, they have two children in their family, which looks good.
The servants served some snacks and fruits. Mr. Jiang got up from the sofa, took a look at Jiang Hengshu and said to him, "Hengshu, come to my study."
Jiang Hengshu smiles at Fu Zhen, and then follows Mr. Jiang down the stairs to the study on the second floor. Mr. Jiang sits down behind his desk. He looks at Jiang Hengshu and asks him, "what's the matter with you telling me on the phone that he's pregnant?"
Mr. Jiang has never heard of such a thing that a man can still be pregnant, which is equivalent to a cock laying eggs. After he hung up with Jiang Hengshu yesterday, the more he thought about it, the more he thought it was not right. Jiang Hengshu didn't mean to cheat himself because he could promise to be with a man.
Jiang Hengshu immediately understood what Mr. Jiang was thinking. He told Mr. Jiang about Fu Zhen's physical differences.
Mr. Jiang was silent for a while, probably thinking about the truth of what Jiang Hengshu said, and asked Jiang Hengshu, "really pregnant?"
Jiang Hengshu nodded.
Mr. Jiang sighed slightly. Even if he didn't have the child, he would eventually agree that Jiang Hengshu would finally be together with the boy. However, his mood was better. He raised his head to Jiang Hengshu and said, "your grandmother still leaves something for you. But now that you decide to stay with a boy, you don't need it. You can keep it Pass it on to the next generation. "
In the living room downstairs, Fu Zhen was sitting on the sofa. Mr. Jiang looked at the boy in front of him. The boy was a little different from what he had imagined. He looked a few years younger than Jiang Hengshu. He always thought that the partner Jiang Hengshu would look for would be a rough guy who worked as a mercenary in foreign countries, or he was more charming and feminine He even considered that Jiang Hengshu would bring back the Yellow haired Wang Tong who had been following him.
Fortunately, it is not Wang Tong that he brought back today.
Fu Zhen's appearance is very clever. He doesn't have the rebelliousness similar to Jiang Hengshu, and he doesn't have any femininity. As far as we can see, Mr. Jiang is still quite satisfied with Fu Zhen. He asks Fu Zhen, "what are you doing now?"
Fu Zhen replied honestly, "pick up some lists on the Internet and draw pictures."
Mr. Jiang nodded and then asked Fu Zhen, "do you plan to paint all the time since then?"
Fu Zhen shook his head and said to Mr. Jiang, "I used to do animation. After the new year, I plan to do this again."
It's not a long-term plan to receive manuscripts on the Internet all the time. Although the Jiang family has money and is not short of a person who has leisure time, a man should still have his own career. Mr. Jiang is quite satisfied with Fu Zhen's future career planning, and says with a smile to Fu Zhen: "if you need anything, just tell Hengshu."
Fu Zhen nodded.
After a while, Mr. Jiang and Mr. Jiang Hengshu came down from the study upstairs with a jewelry box made of camphor wood in his hand.
Mr. Jiang waves in the direction of Fu Zhen. Fu Zhen gets up from the sofa and walks towards Mr. Jiang. Mr. Jiang delivers the box in his hand to Fu Zhen.Fu Zhen took the box and was at a loss. He looked at Mr. Jiang and looked at Jiang Hengshu who was following him. Mr. Jiang was very kind and said to Fu Zhen, "open it and have a look."
Fu Zhen opened the box in front of Mr. Jiang. There were a pair of jade bracelets in the box. Mr. Jiang explained, "this is left by Hengshu's grandmother. He said that I should take it to Hengshu's future daughter-in-law. Since Hengshu has identified you, it will be for you."
It's not appropriate for Fu Zhen to wear a pair of jade bracelets on his wrist. However, these jade bracelets not only represent the wishes of Mr. Jiang, but also an acknowledgement. The Jiang family has completely acknowledged his relationship with Jiang Hengshu.
"Thank you."
Mr. Jiang laughed at Fu Zhen, raised his hand, patted Fu Zhen on the shoulder twice, and said to him, "I asked granny Hengshu the other day. She likes you very much."
Fu Zhen didn't know how to say it. He could only hold the box in both hands and bowed slightly to Mr. Jiang.
On the night of the new year's Eve, the lights were burning and the Jiang family was bustling. Fu Zhen, Mrs. Jiang, Mr. Jiang and Mr. Jiang made a table of mahjong, leaving Jiang Hengshu and housekeeper Wang to make dumplings in the nearby kitchen for dinner.
Fu Zhen hasn't had a good new year's day for two years. He has been playing mahjong well. In addition, he has good luck tonight. In less than two hours, he won nearly 500 yuan.
The aroma of the meal floated out of the kitchen. After the game, Mrs. Jiang said, "OK, Hengshu, they should finish their work, clean up and prepare for dinner."
"After dinner, fight again." Mr. Jiang added.
Fu Zhen just nodded. Jiang Hengshu ran out of the kitchen and stood behind Fu Zhen with his hand on his shoulder. He refused Mr. Jiang's invitation: "no, he has to go to bed early."
Mr. Jiang was just in the mood. He raised his eyebrows and glared at Jiang Hengshu: "you are still in charge. My grandfather is in charge of you. You can play more today."
Jiang Hengshu retreated and said to Fu Zhen, "it can't exceed 12 o'clock."
Mr. Jiang was still not very satisfied with the result. Just as he was about to talk to Jiang Hengshu, he saw Jiang Hengshu look up at himself and say to him, "and grandfather, you have to go to bed early, and you can't stay up too late."
Mr. Jiang lost his temper.
Fu Zhen's mobile phone rang at this time. Fu Zhen took a look at the number on the screen and said sorry to several elders on the mahjong table: "I'll go and answer the phone."
"Happy new year, Xiaozhen." Fu Zhen went to the end of a corridor in the north of the villa. After pressing the button to connect, Fu Jianchen's voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Happy new year." Fu said coldly.
Fu Jianchen had thought about what to say to Fu Zhen for a long time before he called. He wanted to tell him that he had prepared lucky money for him. He wanted to tell him that his room had been cleaned up and there was no more Tang crooked. He told him to go home, but now in Fu Zhen's cold tone, he couldn't say anything.
After a long time, he began to ask Fu Zhen, "where are you now?"
How many night wandering in the city, he did not ask himself where? Now what's the point of asking this sentence?
Fu Zhen was silent and did not answer.
"The dumplings are ready. Come and eat them." Jiang Hengshu came to Fu Zhen and said.
Fu Zhen turned his head and laughed at Jiang Hengshu, then hung up the phone.
Fu Jianchen naturally heard Jiang Hengshu's words. He knew that Fu Zhen was celebrating the new year with that man.
Fu Ting came over, looking at Fu Jianchen, looking at his mobile phone in a daze, he asked him quietly: "how?"
Fu Jianchen shook his head and did not speak. On January 23, when he woke up, he realized that they and Fu Zhen would never go back to the past, but this is his favorite child.
He always hopes that time can go back to the time when everything hasn't happened, and he promises that he won't let him sad again.
However, even if you have billions of wealth, you can't buy a new opportunity.
Not long after, Tang called, Fu Jianchen's back against the sofa, the phone pressed hands-free, the phone instantly came to Tang bending happy voice, "happy new year, Dad."
Fu Jianchen did not speak. Tang asked, "are you listening, dad?"
"Isn't the signal bad? I can't hear you on my side
Fu Jianchen's finger fell on the red hang up button, while Tang at the other end of the phone stopped for a moment and then said, "Dad, I still want to shoot the chronicle of Shazhou. Can you help me tell Fu Zhen that I want the copyright of Shazhou chronicle."
Fu Jianchen's voice finally rang on the phone after Fu Jianchen's action. He asked Tang wanwan at the other end of the phone: "Tang wanwan, was Fu Zhen really responsible for that incident in those years?"
Tang curved a Leng, in the heart inexplicably panic up, she asked Fu Jianchen: "Dad, what's the matter with you?"
Fu Jianchen didn't answer. Tang said anxiously, "does Dad regret that he drove brother Fu Zhen out of the Fu family? If that's the case, my father can take brother Fu Zhen back. Why do you insult me by saying such words? "Without waiting for Fu Jianchen to speak, Tang wanwan took the initiative to end the call.
This is the most bleak year for the Fu family in these years. There is no atmosphere for the Spring Festival. The living room is cold and quiet. In a short period of more than ten days, Fu Jianchen has become very thin and has a lot of white hair on his head.
Fu Zhen really won't go back to Fu's house again. Fu Jianchen goes upstairs and pushes the door into Fu Zhen's former room. There is no trace of popularity in the room. He left and never comes back.
On the new year's eve of family reunion, Fu Jianchen drove to the neighborhood where he saw Fu Zhen last time. He didn't know what floor Fu Zhen lived on. He just parked his car downstairs and looked up at the lighted windows. He thought that one of the bright windows belonged to Fu Zhen.
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Fu Zhen pushed open the door and got out of the car. Looking at the Jiang family not far away, there was still a tuxedo, and Butler Wang, wearing white gloves, stood aside.
Fu Zhen subconsciously straightened his back and waited for Jiang Hengshu to come and walk towards Mr. Jiang and them together.
This is the first time that Jiang Hengshu takes his daughter-in-law home for the Spring Festival. It's a happy thing to say, but it's strange to see two men walking together.
Mr. Jiang murmured in his heart, but on the surface nothing was revealed. With a decent smile on his face, he said to Jiang Hengshu and the two of them: "advanced house."
Jiang Hengshu holds Fu Zhen's hand. Fu Zhen looks at him from the side of his head, and then holds his hand.
Fu Zhen has seen Mr. Jiang and Mr. Jiang Lao on TV many times. As Jiang Hengshu said, Mr. Jiang is actually fatter than before. Mrs. Jiang is wearing a rose red cheongsam and her hair is coiled in the back of her head, which makes her look younger than before. Mr. Jiang, dressed in a dark blue Tang suit and holding a crutch in his hand, was in a high spirits. He didn't look like he was in his 70s.
After entering the villa, several people sat down on the sofa. When you look at me and I look at you, I don't know how to speak. Mr. Jiang looks at Fu Zhen, who is sitting next to his grandson. It seems that the two of them really match each other, but it would be better to be a girl.
Although they are not satisfied with Jiang Hengshu's bringing a boy home, they will not blame other children's children. Jiang Hengshu's choice of a man is his own problem. They will not blame Fu Zhen for this.
So even if we have prepared sticks for Jiang Hengshu, when we treat Fu Zhen, the people of Jiang family are all smiling.
Moreover, this young man is indeed very popular, but if he is not the object of Jiang Hengshu, Mr. Jiang thinks that he will appreciate him a little more. But the fact is that, no one can change it.
From a different perspective, they have two children in their family, which looks good.
The servants served some snacks and fruits. Mr. Jiang got up from the sofa, took a look at Jiang Hengshu and said to him, "Hengshu, come to my study."
Jiang Hengshu smiles at Fu Zhen, and then follows Mr. Jiang down the stairs to the study on the second floor. Mr. Jiang sits down behind his desk. He looks at Jiang Hengshu and asks him, "what's the matter with you telling me on the phone that he's pregnant?"
Mr. Jiang has never heard of such a thing that a man can still be pregnant, which is equivalent to a cock laying eggs. After he hung up with Jiang Hengshu yesterday, the more he thought about it, the more he thought it was not right. Jiang Hengshu didn't mean to cheat himself because he could promise to be with a man.
Jiang Hengshu immediately understood what Mr. Jiang was thinking. He told Mr. Jiang about Fu Zhen's physical differences.
Mr. Jiang was silent for a while, probably thinking about the truth of what Jiang Hengshu said, and asked Jiang Hengshu, "really pregnant?"
Jiang Hengshu nodded.
Mr. Jiang sighed slightly. Even if he didn't have the child, he would eventually agree that Jiang Hengshu would finally be together with the boy. However, his mood was better. He raised his head to Jiang Hengshu and said, "your grandmother still leaves something for you. But now that you decide to stay with a boy, you don't need it. You can keep it Pass it on to the next generation. "
In the living room downstairs, Fu Zhen was sitting on the sofa. Mr. Jiang looked at the boy in front of him. The boy was a little different from what he had imagined. He looked a few years younger than Jiang Hengshu. He always thought that the partner Jiang Hengshu would look for would be a rough guy who worked as a mercenary in foreign countries, or he was more charming and feminine He even considered that Jiang Hengshu would bring back the Yellow haired Wang Tong who had been following him.
Fortunately, it is not Wang Tong that he brought back today.
Fu Zhen's appearance is very clever. He doesn't have the rebelliousness similar to Jiang Hengshu, and he doesn't have any femininity. As far as we can see, Mr. Jiang is still quite satisfied with Fu Zhen. He asks Fu Zhen, "what are you doing now?"
Fu Zhen replied honestly, "pick up some lists on the Internet and draw pictures."
Mr. Jiang nodded and then asked Fu Zhen, "do you plan to paint all the time since then?"
Fu Zhen shook his head and said to Mr. Jiang, "I used to do animation. After the new year, I plan to do this again."
It's not a long-term plan to receive manuscripts on the Internet all the time. Although the Jiang family has money and is not short of a person who has leisure time, a man should still have his own career. Mr. Jiang is quite satisfied with Fu Zhen's future career planning, and says with a smile to Fu Zhen: "if you need anything, just tell Hengshu."
Fu Zhen nodded.
After a while, Mr. Jiang and Mr. Jiang Hengshu came down from the study upstairs with a jewelry box made of camphor wood in his hand.
Mr. Jiang waves in the direction of Fu Zhen. Fu Zhen gets up from the sofa and walks towards Mr. Jiang. Mr. Jiang delivers the box in his hand to Fu Zhen.Fu Zhen took the box and was at a loss. He looked at Mr. Jiang and looked at Jiang Hengshu who was following him. Mr. Jiang was very kind and said to Fu Zhen, "open it and have a look."
Fu Zhen opened the box in front of Mr. Jiang. There were a pair of jade bracelets in the box. Mr. Jiang explained, "this is left by Hengshu's grandmother. He said that I should take it to Hengshu's future daughter-in-law. Since Hengshu has identified you, it will be for you."
It's not appropriate for Fu Zhen to wear a pair of jade bracelets on his wrist. However, these jade bracelets not only represent the wishes of Mr. Jiang, but also an acknowledgement. The Jiang family has completely acknowledged his relationship with Jiang Hengshu.
"Thank you."
Mr. Jiang laughed at Fu Zhen, raised his hand, patted Fu Zhen on the shoulder twice, and said to him, "I asked granny Hengshu the other day. She likes you very much."
Fu Zhen didn't know how to say it. He could only hold the box in both hands and bowed slightly to Mr. Jiang.
On the night of the new year's Eve, the lights were burning and the Jiang family was bustling. Fu Zhen, Mrs. Jiang, Mr. Jiang and Mr. Jiang made a table of mahjong, leaving Jiang Hengshu and housekeeper Wang to make dumplings in the nearby kitchen for dinner.
Fu Zhen hasn't had a good new year's day for two years. He has been playing mahjong well. In addition, he has good luck tonight. In less than two hours, he won nearly 500 yuan.
The aroma of the meal floated out of the kitchen. After the game, Mrs. Jiang said, "OK, Hengshu, they should finish their work, clean up and prepare for dinner."
"After dinner, fight again." Mr. Jiang added.
Fu Zhen just nodded. Jiang Hengshu ran out of the kitchen and stood behind Fu Zhen with his hand on his shoulder. He refused Mr. Jiang's invitation: "no, he has to go to bed early."
Mr. Jiang was just in the mood. He raised his eyebrows and glared at Jiang Hengshu: "you are still in charge. My grandfather is in charge of you. You can play more today."
Jiang Hengshu retreated and said to Fu Zhen, "it can't exceed 12 o'clock."
Mr. Jiang was still not very satisfied with the result. Just as he was about to talk to Jiang Hengshu, he saw Jiang Hengshu look up at himself and say to him, "and grandfather, you have to go to bed early, and you can't stay up too late."
Mr. Jiang lost his temper.
Fu Zhen's mobile phone rang at this time. Fu Zhen took a look at the number on the screen and said sorry to several elders on the mahjong table: "I'll go and answer the phone."
"Happy new year, Xiaozhen." Fu Zhen went to the end of a corridor in the north of the villa. After pressing the button to connect, Fu Jianchen's voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Happy new year." Fu said coldly.
Fu Jianchen had thought about what to say to Fu Zhen for a long time before he called. He wanted to tell him that he had prepared lucky money for him. He wanted to tell him that his room had been cleaned up and there was no more Tang crooked. He told him to go home, but now in Fu Zhen's cold tone, he couldn't say anything.
After a long time, he began to ask Fu Zhen, "where are you now?"
How many night wandering in the city, he did not ask himself where? Now what's the point of asking this sentence?
Fu Zhen was silent and did not answer.
"The dumplings are ready. Come and eat them." Jiang Hengshu came to Fu Zhen and said.
Fu Zhen turned his head and laughed at Jiang Hengshu, then hung up the phone.
Fu Jianchen naturally heard Jiang Hengshu's words. He knew that Fu Zhen was celebrating the new year with that man.
Fu Ting came over, looking at Fu Jianchen, looking at his mobile phone in a daze, he asked him quietly: "how?"
Fu Jianchen shook his head and did not speak. On January 23, when he woke up, he realized that they and Fu Zhen would never go back to the past, but this is his favorite child.
He always hopes that time can go back to the time when everything hasn't happened, and he promises that he won't let him sad again.
However, even if you have billions of wealth, you can't buy a new opportunity.
Not long after, Tang called, Fu Jianchen's back against the sofa, the phone pressed hands-free, the phone instantly came to Tang bending happy voice, "happy new year, Dad."
Fu Jianchen did not speak. Tang asked, "are you listening, dad?"
"Isn't the signal bad? I can't hear you on my side
Fu Jianchen's finger fell on the red hang up button, while Tang at the other end of the phone stopped for a moment and then said, "Dad, I still want to shoot the chronicle of Shazhou. Can you help me tell Fu Zhen that I want the copyright of Shazhou chronicle."
Fu Jianchen's voice finally rang on the phone after Fu Jianchen's action. He asked Tang wanwan at the other end of the phone: "Tang wanwan, was Fu Zhen really responsible for that incident in those years?"
Tang curved a Leng, in the heart inexplicably panic up, she asked Fu Jianchen: "Dad, what's the matter with you?"
Fu Jianchen didn't answer. Tang said anxiously, "does Dad regret that he drove brother Fu Zhen out of the Fu family? If that's the case, my father can take brother Fu Zhen back. Why do you insult me by saying such words? "Without waiting for Fu Jianchen to speak, Tang wanwan took the initiative to end the call.
This is the most bleak year for the Fu family in these years. There is no atmosphere for the Spring Festival. The living room is cold and quiet. In a short period of more than ten days, Fu Jianchen has become very thin and has a lot of white hair on his head.
Fu Zhen really won't go back to Fu's house again. Fu Jianchen goes upstairs and pushes the door into Fu Zhen's former room. There is no trace of popularity in the room. He left and never comes back.
On the new year's eve of family reunion, Fu Jianchen drove to the neighborhood where he saw Fu Zhen last time. He didn't know what floor Fu Zhen lived on. He just parked his car downstairs and looked up at the lighted windows. He thought that one of the bright windows belonged to Fu Zhen.
No.
……
Fu Zhen pushed open the door and got out of the car. Looking at the Jiang family not far away, there was still a tuxedo, and Butler Wang, wearing white gloves, stood aside. Fu Zhen subconsciously straightened his back and waited for Jiang Hengshu to come and walk towards Mr. Jiang and them together. This is the first time that Jiang Hengshu takes his daughter-in-law home for the Spring Festival. It's a happy thing to say, but it's strange to see two men walking together. Mr. Jiang murmured in his heart, but on the surface nothing was revealed. With a decent smile on his face, he said to Jiang Hengshu and the two of them: "advanced house." Jiang Hengshu holds Fu Zhen's hand. Fu Zhen looks at him from the side of his head, and then holds his hand. Fu Zhen has seen Mr. Jiang and Mr. Jiang Lao on TV many times. As Jiang Hengshu said, Mr. Jiang is actually fatter than before. Mrs. Jiang is wearing a rose red cheongsam and her hair is coiled in the back of her head, which makes her look younger than before. Mr. Jiang, dressed in a dark blue Tang suit and holding a crutch in his hand, was in a high spirits. He didn't look like he was in his 70s. After entering the villa, several people sat down on the sofa. When you look at me and I look at you, I don't know how to speak. Mr. Jiang looks at Fu Zhen, who is sitting next to his grandson. It seems that the two of them really match each other, but it would be better to be a girl. Although they are not satisfied with Jiang Hengshu's bringing a boy home, they will not blame other children's children. Jiang Hengshu's choice of a man is his own problem. They will not blame Fu Zhen for this. So even if we have prepared sticks for Jiang Hengshu, when we treat Fu Zhen, the people of Jiang family are all smiling. Moreover, this young man is indeed very popular, but if he is not the object of Jiang Hengshu, Mr. Jiang thinks that he will appreciate him a little more. But the fact is that, no one can change it. From a different perspective, they have two children in their family, which looks good. The servants served some snacks and fruits. Mr. Jiang got up from the sofa, took a look at Jiang Hengshu and said to him, "Hengshu, come to my study." Jiang Hengshu smiles at Fu Zhen, and then follows Mr. Jiang down the stairs to the study on the second floor. Mr. Jiang sits down behind his desk. He looks at Jiang Hengshu and asks him, "what's the matter with you telling me on the phone that he's pregnant?" Mr. Jiang has never heard of such a thing that a man can still be pregnant, which is equivalent to a cock laying eggs. After he hung up with Jiang Hengshu yesterday, the more he thought about it, the more he thought it was not right. Jiang Hengshu didn't mean to cheat himself because he could promise to be with a man. Jiang Hengshu immediately understood what Mr. Jiang was thinking. He told Mr. Jiang about Fu Zhen's physical differences. Mr. Jiang was silent for a while, probably thinking about the truth of what Jiang Hengshu said, and asked Jiang Hengshu, "really pregnant?" Jiang Hengshu nodded. Mr. Jiang sighed slightly. Even if he didn't have the child, he would eventually agree that Jiang Hengshu would finally be together with the boy. However, his mood was better. He raised his head to Jiang Hengshu and said, "your grandmother still leaves something for you. But now that you decide to stay with a boy, you don't need it. You can keep it Pass it on to the next generation. " In the living room downstairs, Fu Zhen was sitting on the sofa. Mr. Jiang looked at the boy in front of him. The boy was a little different from what he had imagined. He looked a few years younger than Jiang Hengshu. He always thought that the partner Jiang Hengshu would look for would be a rough guy who worked as a mercenary in foreign countries, or he was more charming and feminine He even considered that Jiang Hengshu would bring back the Yellow haired Wang Tong who had been following him. Fortunately, it is not Wang Tong that he brought back today. Fu Zhen's appearance is very clever. He doesn't have the rebelliousness similar to Jiang Hengshu, and he doesn't have any femininity. As far as we can see, Mr. Jiang is still quite satisfied with Fu Zhen. He asks Fu Zhen, "what are you doing now?" Fu Zhen replied honestly, "pick up some lists on the Internet and draw pictures." Mr. Jiang nodded and then asked Fu Zhen, "do you plan to paint all the time since then?" Fu Zhen shook his head and said to Mr. Jiang, "I used to do animation. After the new year, I plan to do this again." It's not a long-term plan to receive manuscripts on the Internet all the time. Although the Jiang family has money and is not short of a person who has leisure time, a man should still have his own career. Mr. Jiang is quite satisfied with Fu Zhen's future career planning, and says with a smile to Fu Zhen: "if you need anything, just tell Hengshu." Fu Zhen nodded. After a while, Mr. Jiang and Mr. Jiang Hengshu came down from the study upstairs with a jewelry box made of camphor wood in his hand. Mr. Jiang waves in the direction of Fu Zhen. Fu Zhen gets up from the sofa and walks towards Mr. Jiang. Mr. Jiang delivers the box in his hand to Fu Zhen.Fu Zhen took the box and was at a loss. He looked at Mr. Jiang and looked at Jiang Hengshu who was following him. Mr. Jiang was very kind and said to Fu Zhen, "open it and have a look." Fu Zhen opened the box in front of Mr. Jiang. There were a pair of jade bracelets in the box. Mr. Jiang explained, "this is left by Hengshu's grandmother. He said that I should take it to Hengshu's future daughter-in-law. Since Hengshu has identified you, it will be for you." It's not appropriate for Fu Zhen to wear a pair of jade bracelets on his wrist. However, these jade bracelets not only represent the wishes of Mr. Jiang, but also an acknowledgement. The Jiang family has completely acknowledged his relationship with Jiang Hengshu. "Thank you." Mr. Jiang laughed at Fu Zhen, raised his hand, patted Fu Zhen on the shoulder twice, and said to him, "I asked granny Hengshu the other day. She likes you very much." Fu Zhen didn't know how to say it. He could only hold the box in both hands and bowed slightly to Mr. Jiang. On the night of the new year's Eve, the lights were burning and the Jiang family was bustling. Fu Zhen, Mrs. Jiang, Mr. Jiang and Mr. Jiang made a table of mahjong, leaving Jiang Hengshu and housekeeper Wang to make dumplings in the nearby kitchen for dinner. Fu Zhen hasn't had a good new year's day for two years. He has been playing mahjong well. In addition, he has good luck tonight. In less than two hours, he won nearly 500 yuan. The aroma of the meal floated out of the kitchen. After the game, Mrs. Jiang said, "OK, Hengshu, they should finish their work, clean up and prepare for dinner." "After dinner, fight again." Mr. Jiang added. Fu Zhen just nodded. Jiang Hengshu ran out of the kitchen and stood behind Fu Zhen with his hand on his shoulder. He refused Mr. Jiang's invitation: "no, he has to go to bed early." Mr. Jiang was just in the mood. He raised his eyebrows and glared at Jiang Hengshu: "you are still in charge. My grandfather is in charge of you. You can play more today." Jiang Hengshu retreated and said to Fu Zhen, "it can't exceed 12 o'clock." Mr. Jiang was still not very satisfied with the result. Just as he was about to talk to Jiang Hengshu, he saw Jiang Hengshu look up at himself and say to him, "and grandfather, you have to go to bed early, and you can't stay up too late." Mr. Jiang lost his temper. Fu Zhen's mobile phone rang at this time. Fu Zhen took a look at the number on the screen and said sorry to several elders on the mahjong table: "I'll go and answer the phone." "Happy new year, Xiaozhen." Fu Zhen went to the end of a corridor in the north of the villa. After pressing the button to connect, Fu Jianchen's voice came from the other end of the phone. "Happy new year." Fu said coldly. Fu Jianchen had thought about what to say to Fu Zhen for a long time before he called. He wanted to tell him that he had prepared lucky money for him. He wanted to tell him that his room had been cleaned up and there was no more Tang crooked. He told him to go home, but now in Fu Zhen's cold tone, he couldn't say anything. After a long time, he began to ask Fu Zhen, "where are you now?" How many night wandering in the city, he did not ask himself where? Now what's the point of asking this sentence? Fu Zhen was silent and did not answer. "The dumplings are ready. Come and eat them." Jiang Hengshu came to Fu Zhen and said. Fu Zhen turned his head and laughed at Jiang Hengshu, then hung up the phone. Fu Jianchen naturally heard Jiang Hengshu's words. He knew that Fu Zhen was celebrating the new year with that man. Fu Ting came over, looking at Fu Jianchen, looking at his mobile phone in a daze, he asked him quietly: "how?" Fu Jianchen shook his head and did not speak. On January 23, when he woke up, he realized that they and Fu Zhen would never go back to the past, but this is his favorite child. He always hopes that time can go back to the time when everything hasn't happened, and he promises that he won't let him sad again. However, even if you have billions of wealth, you can't buy a new opportunity. Not long after, Tang called, Fu Jianchen's back against the sofa, the phone pressed hands-free, the phone instantly came to Tang bending happy voice, "happy new year, Dad." Fu Jianchen did not speak. Tang asked, "are you listening, dad?" "Isn't the signal bad? I can't hear you on my side Fu Jianchen's finger fell on the red hang up button, while Tang at the other end of the phone stopped for a moment and then said, "Dad, I still want to shoot the chronicle of Shazhou. Can you help me tell Fu Zhen that I want the copyright of Shazhou chronicle." Fu Jianchen's voice finally rang on the phone after Fu Jianchen's action. He asked Tang wanwan at the other end of the phone: "Tang wanwan, was Fu Zhen really responsible for that incident in those years?" Tang curved a Leng, in the heart inexplicably panic up, she asked Fu Jianchen: "Dad, what's the matter with you?" Fu Jianchen didn't answer. Tang said anxiously, "does Dad regret that he drove brother Fu Zhen out of the Fu family? If that's the case, my father can take brother Fu Zhen back. Why do you insult me by saying such words? "Without waiting for Fu Jianchen to speak, Tang wanwan took the initiative to end the call. This is the most bleak year for the Fu family in these years. There is no atmosphere for the Spring Festival. The living room is cold and quiet. In a short period of more than ten days, Fu Jianchen has become very thin and has a lot of white hair on his head. Fu Zhen really won't go back to Fu's house again. Fu Jianchen goes upstairs and pushes the door into Fu Zhen's former room. There is no trace of popularity in the room. He left and never comes back. On the new year's eve of family reunion, Fu Jianchen drove to the neighborhood where he saw Fu Zhen last time. He didn't know what floor Fu Zhen lived on. He just parked his car downstairs and looked up at the lighted windows. He thought that one of the bright windows belonged to Fu Zhen. No.
