"Yizi, what are you doing, it's weird cold outside, don't you let the little Fu and the two of you go into the house to drink hot water?"

Mrs. Leng suddenly appeared at the door and interrupted Tian Juying's complaints, and Cheng Qingshu didn't hide his anger the moment he raised his head.

Fu Yingshao's gaze swept over her and landed on Mrs. Leng's body.

Leng Hongyi hurriedly patted his head and blamed himself: "It's not, look at my memory, I have forgotten the business, come on, Brother Fu, Ying Shao, hurry up and enter the house, the house is warm, Mom, the meal is ready, right?" ”

"Okay, your daughter-in-law is cleaning up in the house, it's just you, and I'm not going to talk to anyone here."

Mrs. Leng glared at Tian Juying angrily, disgusted with her lack of eyes.

Tian Juying lowered her head weakly.

"It's okay, Brother Fu is not an outsider." Leng Hongyi was born with a Chinese face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, a little scary when he was serious, and a little thick when he smiled.

A red face is the most vivid portrayal of the black earth.

He has a lifelong friendship with Fu Zhenguo, although the identity gap between the two people is large, but there is no estrangement because of this difference, turning his head to look at Fu Zhenguo, the always serious Luobao Village production captain can see the back molars with a smile: "Yes, Brother Fu?" ”

"No, Aunt Leng, what Yizi said is right, you are treating our two grandfathers as outsiders." Fu Zhenguo's sincerity, Leng Hongyi's honesty, Mrs. Leng's enthusiasm, and the slightly shy respect of several juniors all made him feel close and comfortable for a long time.

"This is wronging my old lady, I feel sorry for you two, I came here all the way, first to save people, and then to send people to the hospital, until now I haven't drunk a sip of hot water, this day, but it is much colder than your Bicheng."

"I know you love us, Ying Shao, remember grandma, right?" Fu Zhenguo looked at his son expectantly.

Fu Yingshao was made lose his temper by his father, nodded and shouted: "Grandma Leng." ”

is not as close and well-behaved as his own grandson and daughter, and it is a little cold and polite.

"Time flies so fast, in a blink of an eye, this kid is so old."

Fu Zhenguo couldn't stand his son's virtue the most, so he couldn't wait to step forward and give him a kick, turned his head to look at Mrs. Leng, and explained: "This kid has a temper on the other side, and he does this to everyone, don't care." ”

Mrs. Leng laughed and said: "What do you care about, this kid is cold, but his heart is hot, in this winter, he can jump into the ice cave to save people without saying a word, but few people can do it." ”

Fu Zhenguo smiled a little embarrassed, he knew his son's temper best, if he wasn't there at the time, maybe he would really leave people alone.

It's just that no one expected that the person who rescued him happened to be the daughter of his brother.

Mrs. Leng didn't see it at all, walked over and patted Fu Yingshao's back and thighs.

Fu Yingshao's body instantly stiffened, and he looked down at the little old lady who was less than his chest, and his face was expressionless.

Fu Zhenguo's head was big again, so he could only laugh and laugh haha, his son didn't like other people's touch the most, but don't turn his face on the spot.

Mrs. Leng nodded to herself and said, "Well, it's solid, it's good, it's tall and straight, it's much better than a bare telephone pole." ”

I have never seen anyone boast about people as telephone poles.

Leng Hongyi's face was even more embarrassed than Fu Zhenguo's face at this time.

Leng to the West and Leng to the East, the two brothers worked hard to hold back their laughter.

Fu Zhenguo remembered the kind words of those people around him to his son, and then looked at Mrs. Leng's movements, his expression was almost numb.

"Hurry up, hurry up and enter the house, look at you, don't wear cotton jackets and pants, you can wear a cotton coat, this fabric is thin, what can you do? But this fabric feels weirdly thick to the touch, and I don't know what it is. ”

"—hairy, grandma." Fu Yingshao heard the stiffness of his voice.

"No wonder it looks so solid, hey, okay, no matter what fabric it is, it's not as thick and warm as the cotton jacket and cotton pants made by grandma, just right, you two, live at home for a while longer, my old lady's needlework is quite neat, make a set for the two of you, wear it, and don't feel cold in the ice and snow."

Big padded jacket, two cotton pants?

Fu Yingshao looked at the cotton jacket and cotton pants worn by the three fathers and sons of the Leng family, and somehow remembered that he saw someone in the car wearing a cotton jacket and cotton pants and taking small steps like a tumbler, and looked at the window behind him, with a trace of cracks in his expression.