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the clothes Cheng Shu bought, it finally has a use.

But soon, it was torn into pieces again.

Most of the houses in the garden have only one floor above ground, and the same goes for their bedrooms.

Although soundproofing was done when designing the house, it could not stop the couple's intense fire, which caused a lot of noise.

Just in case, Fu Yanchen turned up the sound in the bedroom to the maximum.

I don't know how many songs were played before the movement in the room stopped.

-On

New Year's Eve, after everyone had the New Year's Eve dinner, Zhong Qianyan turned on the TV to watch the Spring Festival Gala.

This is a habit that Professor Zhong adheres to every year.

Although Cheng Shu didn't like to watch, she would accompany him as a sense of ritual.

This year there is an extra favorite, child Fu Jiawen, who showed enthusiastic interest in the Spring Festival Gala.

With her grandson accompanying her, Zhong Qianyan had a warm smile on his elegant face, "The Spring Festival Gala is a classic."

Cheng Shu held back her drowsiness, thinking that she couldn't be bored alone, so she pulled the young couple together, "Tonight, Everyone watched the Spring Festival Gala together. "

"..."

Zhong Qiao has not watched the Spring Festival Gala for many years. It is undeniable that the Spring Festival Gala is indeed a classic.

But compared to those movies and novels with exciting plots, it is a bit boring.

After holding on and watching for a while, it was almost as if her eyelids were fighting. She glanced at Fu Yanchen with her peripheral vision and found that he was looking at it quite seriously.

Fu Yanchen is indeed more focused. He only watched programs like the Spring Festival Gala when his father was alive.

It might not be that interesting, but it's more interesting than boring documents.

And he enjoys the feeling of having the whole family together, so he feels relaxed all over at this moment.

Suddenly, the phone vibrated several times.

Wife: [Going out to play? ]

Fu Yanchen raised his eyebrows, glanced in the direction of Zhong Qiao, and tapped the screen with his fingertips: [Okay. 】

Zhong Qiao suddenly felt like he was trying to trick good students into skipping classes. He couldn't help but raised his lips and said, "We'll take turns. I'll go first. You can follow me when the time comes." ]

Fu Yanchen: [Yeah, yeah. 】

Seeing the repeated words in his reply, Zhong Qiao closed his phone with satisfaction.

In fact, they are all trivial matters, but when Fu Yanchen takes it to heart, she will feel very happy.

She sneaked away from Cheng Shu's eyes.

Fu Yanchen estimated the time and followed him out five minutes later.

There are red lanterns hanging under the corridor, and there are street lights at intervals in the yard, so it's not too dark.

He found the Bell Bridge on the snow on the right.

Zhong Qiao waved to him, "Let's build a snowman."

Looking at the snowball she had rolled, Fu Yanchen's eyes moved slightly and he stood there without taking any immediate action.

He wondered if Zhong Qiao had called the wrong person. This activity was obviously more suitable for Fu Jiawen.

And he...

He thought back and realized that even in his distant childhood, he had never built a snowman.

When he was a child, he was quiet and had a strange personality. Only Lin Yan was willing to play with him.

But Lin Yan also has his own affairs and can't be by his side at all times.

On many snowy days, he would sit in front of the window and watch the children downstairs building snowmen.

Zhong Qiao called him again, "Come here!"

Fu Yanchen came to his senses, walked straight over, and looked at the pile of snow, "How to pile it up?"

Zhong Qiao looked at him curiously, had he never made a snowman before?

[Yes, both the host and the villain had a gloomy childhood. 】

Zhong Qiao's lowered eyes were filled with a hint of distress, but she quickly calmed down. She bent down to demonstrate, "That's it."

"I understand."

Fu Yanchen has excellent learning ability and good physical coordination. Soon, he I built a relatively complete and beautiful snowman.

In contrast, the one she piled was really just a few snowballs stacked on top of each other.

The system teased mercilessly: [Host, this is talent. ]

"..."

Zhong Qiao went to the kitchen to find two carrots, handed them to Fu Yanchen and asked him to make a nose for the snowman.

Under the streetlight, snowflakes fell on his long black down jacket, like white elves dancing.

Zhong Qiao thought, picked up his phone and took a picture of him.

The long legs that fill the screen are very beautiful.

"Fu Yanchen!" she shouted.

The moment he turned back, Zhong Qiao pressed the shutter, "That's it! So handsome!! Especially the long-legged oppa."

[Blackening value -2, current mission target blackening value: 55, host, please continue to work hard. ]

.....

After building the snowman, they slipped back to the living room and continued to watch the Spring Festival Gala with everyone.

Fu Jiawen looked at it very carefully and didn't even notice that his parents had sneaked out of the date.

Cheng Shu glanced at them, seeing through it without saying anything.

Like the head teacher, turn a blind eye to students who skip classes.

Zhong Qiao sat down and posted the photo on WeChat Moments.

I received a like from Zheng Yuan immediately.

This was not the first time. She found that every time she posted a post on Moments, the first person to like it was Zheng Yuan, and he liked almost every one of her posts.

She thought about it and realized that this seemed to be the nephew of her neighbor Aunt Zheng in the dormitory building of Yanjing University.

But she couldn't remember more.

In her mind, the memory of the original owner was slowly fading.

-On

the second day of the Lunar New Year, Fu Yanchen received a call from Chen Bihua.

He frowned when he saw the caller ID, but picked it up anyway.

"Your Uncle Fu is sick. The doctor said it's very serious. Yanchen, do you have time to come and see him?"

Relatively speaking, Fu Chengping is a more reasonable person, and he will coordinate his relationship with Chen Bihua from time to time.

He has a pretty good relationship with Fu Chengping.

He knew that Fu Chengping had cirrhosis of the liver and the situation was not very optimistic. He could only say that he would take care of himself every year.

Chen Bihua's tone made him worry that his situation had worsened.

He pondered for a few seconds, "I'll go over tonight."

After hanging up the phone, he told Zhong Qiao about the matter, "You don't have to go, I can just go over."

Zhong Qiao nodded, "When you come back, tell me about the situation."

"Okay."

Fu Yanchen went out after dinner at home.

Fu Chengping was idle on the balcony, handling the next day's fish feed. When he heard the doorbell ringing, he was still thinking about who was coming to pay New Year's greetings so early.

When he opened the door and saw Chu Qian, he was a little surprised.

Usually the two families visit relatives between the fourth and sixth day of the Lunar New Year. Why did this child come so early?

Chu Qian called out, "Uncle," very affectionately,

and then asked, "Is aunt at home?"

He glanced at Chu Qian, who didn't have anything in her hand, and thought she was here to see Chen Bihua for something. He raised his chin toward the upstairs, "It's upstairs, you can just go up."

"Okay, happy New Year, uncle!" Chu Qian changed her shoes and trotted upstairs.

Seeing Chu Qian coming, Chen Bihua waved to an aunt at home, then closed the door, and the three of them were planning inside.

After a while, Auntie went downstairs, protecting her pocket.

My aunt was born in a rural area. She just came to Fu's house not long ago, and she has a very simple character.

At first glance, her heart almost jumped out of her throat when she heard what the lady had told her.

The lady treated her well, so she could only agree, but she still couldn't suppress the panic on her face.

After Fu Chengping finished processing the fish feed, he read the newspaper on the sofa, his glasses hanging down, and he glanced upstairs from time to time.

It's Chinese New Year, what are these two talking about?

Just as I was thinking this, I saw my aunt sneaking downstairs.

He narrowed his eyes and shouted, "What are you doing?"

He was already on tenterhooks, but after being frightened like this, his aunt staggered and almost fell. After she stabilized herself, she came over and said, "No... nothing."

Fu Chengping I'm too lazy to meddle in other people's business, but I also can't stand having a thief in my house.

He asked coldly, "What's in your pocket?"

Auntie was still smart and realized that she had been misunderstood to steal something.

At this time, the more you refuse to give in, the easier it is to make people suspicious.

She swallowed and took out a packet of medicinal powder from her pocket. "It's nothing. It's the powder I use to treat oral ulcers."

After that, she took out the pocket cloth to prove that there was nothing else.

Fu Chengping looked at her suspiciously, "The other pockets."

The aunt had to take out the other pockets, except for a little toilet paper, there was nothing else.

Fu Chengping always felt that it was not that simple.

But there were differences between men and women, so he couldn't do a body search or anything like that, so he thought about telling Chen Bihua about it later.

"Okay, you go and do your work first."

"Yes." Auntie breathed a sigh of relief. Just as she took two steps forward, she heard Fu Chengping say, "Wait a minute."

"Show me your powder."

Auntie The movement was a bit slow, but I didn't think Fu Chengping could see anything.

It was an inadvertent idea, but after getting the powder, Fu Chengping came closer and took a sniff, his expression changed drastically.

Others may not be able to smell this kind of medicinal powder, but he has suffered similar losses.

At that time, he and Chen Bihua really knew each other, but he knew that the other party had another family. Even though he didn't get that certificate, he actually had a family with another man and gave birth to a child.

His family would never agree to this situation.

So I gradually kept my distance from her.

The turning point of the matter was that he drank a glass of water with a strange taste, and then cooked the rice.

He was angry at first, but the affection between the two was there, and he figured it out later.

Simply using this reason, he persuaded his family to marry Chen Bihua and go home.

Auntie doesn't have the courage. The current situation can only be given to her by Chen Bihua.

He thought about what Chen Bihua would do with this medicinal powder again. At this time, the doorbell rang again in the house.

Auntie didn't know the situation yet, so she went over to open the door.

Fu Chengping followed him with his eyes and the door opened.

It's Fu Yanchen.

After Fu Chengping guessed something, his face turned pale.

What nonsense!

Because he was so excited, his lips turned a little white, and he coughed violently several times.

Fu Yanchen stepped forward and frowned, "What's going on?"

When Chen Bihua told him, he was still a little doubtful, but now he saw Fu Chengping's face and became a little nervous.

"It's okay." Fu Chengping rubbed the paper wrapped with medicinal powder in the palm of his hand without leaving any trace, and calmed down, "Why are you here?"

Fu Yanchen's eyes darkened, and he said directly without addressing him, "She said you are sick. ."

"——He also said that you are seriously ill. "