She unintentionally avoided his gaze, and was dragged to her side by her grandmother: "Girl, come here, this is your Uncle Fu." When you were young, he hugged you. ”

"Uncle Fu." She tried to hide the excitement in her heart.

The last time I saw Fu Zhenguo in the last life, it was still in the hospital, at that time Fu Zhenguo was suffering from liver cancer, and his life had come to an end, and he followed his mother to visit him in the hospital.

Leng Qingzhu couldn't forget that the old man took her hand and told her, don't question her father, her father is a resolute and upright person, he has never done anything bad in his life, don't completely deny Leng Hongyi because of a mistake.

They didn't stay in the hospital long that day, and were soon chased out by the doctor, and when they left, the old man's cloudy eyes looked at him and sighed incessantly.

Leng Qingzhu knew that he was doing it for his father, who was still in prison, but he also felt that something was wrong.

When I saw the old man again, all that was left was a black-and-white photograph of the cold tombstone, in which the old man was in good spirits and smiling peacefully and warmly, just as he had been when he was still alive.

And soon after the funeral, Fu Yingshao found her and gave her some equity and a real estate, all of which were left to her by the old man.

She was very surprised at the time, and she was even more ashamed, but she couldn't refuse, of course there was no reason to take back the things sent by Fu Yingshao.

However, she didn't move, let alone tell Ye Wenchuan and Jiao Meihua, not that she was sober at that time and knew that she should hide it with others, just because she had been planning to return it.

These things were given to him by herself when Fu Yingshao went abroad, and they were handed over to him together, as well as a little of her savings.

That time, Fu Yingshao didn't excuse her, but just took those things and told her that he would return them a thousand times in the future.

She doesn't need him to return a thousand times and hundreds of times, she just hopes that he can make a comeback, not be beaten by failure, and restore his former wanton ocean as soon as possible.

However, when Fu Yingshao was sent away, after returning home, he faced a long period of cold war between her husband and herself, as well as her mother-in-law's work.

They completely forgot that Fu Yingshao helped them more than once or twice.

Leng Qingzhu looked at Fu Yingshao, I don't know what happened to him, but this person is so powerful and makes a comeback, I believe it is only a matter of time.

Fu Yingshao seemed to feel something, turned his head, Leng Qingzhu hurriedly withdrew his gaze, and did not see Fu Yingshao's thoughtful gaze.

"This is Qingzhu." Fu Zhenguo nodded: "Don't say it, I really didn't recognize it at the time, I never thought that this slim little girl was a little old pimple!" ”

"I haven't thought about it, and I don't want to think about it, I haven't seen it for more than ten years."

"Isn't it, I've wanted to come to see you all these years, but I can't come until recently."

"It's a good thing I met you, otherwise, this life would have been sent to that river."

Mrs. Leng pointed at Fu Yingshao and said to Leng Qingzhu: "Don't just look at Uncle, that's your brother, have you forgotten?" When you were young, you had the best fun, and when your brother left, you still hugged people's thighs and cried a handful of snot and tears, and you didn't let your brother go. ”

As soon as Mrs. Leng said this, the faces of everyone in the room changed differently, Leng Xiangnan opened his mouth to say something, but Mrs. Leng glared back viciously.

Leng Qingzhu blinked, his face full of disbelief: "Me? Holding his thighs? Cry? ”

Grandma, are you sure you don't want him to go?

Shouldn't it be looking for death?

Even if she can't remember things so far ago, but according to her understanding of this person, if she dares to rub his pants with snot and tears, he will probably kick himself away directly, right?

Leng Qingzhu looked at Fu Yingshao, the man turned his head to look out the window, his side face was cold, and his eyes seemed to have a strong disgust.

Isn't there really such a thing?

But Leng Qingzhu couldn't imagine such a picture anyway.

Moreover, if this is really the case, why did no one tell her before, not only in the past, but even in her previous life until she died, she had never heard anyone mention this matter, including Fu Yingshao himself.

She looked at the old lady in disbelief.

"What's the matter, you don't even believe Grandma's words? If you don't believe me, ask your parents, your uncle, and your brother himself. Mrs. Leng had a straight face.

Leng Qingzhu pursed the corners of her lips and turned her head to look at Fu Yingshao, she didn't believe anyone, she believed this person.

Fu Yingshao turned his head consciously, and just met the pair of little fox-like eyes, sweet and bright.

"Brother." She smiled slightly, revealing two sweet dimples.

Her voice is like a trickle of water, clear and pleasant, and this "brother" is even clearer, not auditory hallucinations, nor is it called wrong.

Fu Yingshao nodded almost instinctively, and said a little impatiently: "Yes, grandma is not wrong!" ”