met free Chapter 282 A happy family
Chapter 282 A happy family
An Xiaoyue took Fu Sheng's hand and walked towards Songtao Garden with slightly larger steps.
Fu Shengyang was confused and had no choice but to follow.
After crossing the archway of Songtao Garden, An Xiaoyue looked into the distance and finally felt relieved.
In the courtyard, Xingyun was held on his grandfather Leng Shize's lap, the two facing each other.
"Mom and Dad went out to play and didn't take you with them."
Lucky, who is the apple of everyone's eye, grinned and let out two "ooh ooh~" sounds.
His eyes shone like stars in the night, but it was unclear whether he had understood his grandfather's words.
However, the fact that he, at such a young age, responded after hearing what was said is a good start.
"Let them play. Mom and Dad have been hogging Lucky for too long. Now it's finally time for Great-Grandma, Grandpa, and Grandma to play with Lucky together."
Leng Shi's gaze was gentle, and his face was full of smiles.
With his small, chubby hand raised, Leng Shize lowered his head and let his grandson touch his face.
Qiu Jie was on the side, her heart in her throat.
This is the Minister of Foreign Affairs! If he scratches his face and it affects his work, that would be terrible.
The young master is very strong; his grabs can hurt a lot.
Even if you file your nails down, they can still scratch your skin.
Fortunately, Sister Qiu's worries were unnecessary.
Lucky touched his grandfather's cheek, and then put his little hand down, grabbing and tugging at the toy in his hand.
Leng Shi understood, pinching his toy with two fingers, "Grandpa and Lucky are having a tug-of-war, pull hard!"
On the other side, Fu Jinyun and An Jiaren were writing calligraphy.
Write the character "傅" on each square piece of red paper.
This is what An Xiaoyue and Fu Shengyang used to seal the wedding favors for their guests.
They were engrossed in chatting with the children, and they were also writing calligraphy with great care.
No one noticed that the two people who had been out all night were now standing at the gate of the courtyard.
An Xiaoyue and Fu Shengyang gently shook their intertwined hands.
Fu Shengyang understood and turned to look at her.
The moment their eyes met, they both smiled.
Happiness is in the present moment.
With the support and help of elders above and healthy children below, they have a future.
"Grandpa, Dad, Mom."
As soon as An Xiaoyue called out, the three of them looked over at the same time.
"You're back." Grandpa Fu's face was rosy under the red paper and gold lettering.
Leng Shi then said to Xingyun, "Oh, Xingyun's mom and dad are back."
Lucky grinned again, revealing her pink gums.
Leng Shize: "That's right, you're lucky, Fu Chengyun. Your mother is my and my grandmother's darling, and you're her precious son."
Lucky's little mind was completely overwhelmed by her mother and baby.
An Xiaoyue and Fu Shengyang each found a stool and sat down.
An Jiaren glanced at the two of them, a suppressed smile playing on her lips, "My two darlings, have you eaten anything?"
Even if they already have their own children, as long as their parents and grandparents are around, they will always be their treasures and always have someone to rely on.
Fu Shengyang felt the sun shining on him, warm and cozy. "I'm back after eating, Mom."
An Xiaoyue linked arms with her mother, tilted her head, and leaned on her mother's shoulder. "Mom, how did you know we went out to play?"
An Jiaren pursed her lips. She couldn't let her baby know about the ever-growing "Young Couple's Observation Diary" group.
Aunt Cui's mind wavered, and she prepared to slip away. "Grandpa, the tea is getting a little cold. I'll go and change it."
“Aunt Cui~” An Xiaoyue said.
Cui Ma's hand trembled as she held the tea tray, almost spilling the tea into the ink.
She stammered, "Madam... Madam."
An Xiaoyue smiled slightly, her watery eyes clear and bright. "I want to drink white tea, and I also want dried tangerine peel. I'll brew it."
"Yes, Madam, I'll go prepare right away." Cui Ma turned around, her tense shoulders finally daring to relax.
Phew~ thankfully, the lady didn't notice.
After this little incident, An Xiaoyue forgot that her mother hadn't answered her question yet.
In the courtyard of Songtao Garden, a family is happily preparing wedding favors.
In the lively environment, Lucky finished her milk in her mother's arms, feeling slightly dizzy, with a satisfied smile occasionally appearing on her little mouth.
Being a child is so tough; you have to be carried around by adults every day.
Oh~
Finally, I can lie in bed and get a good night's sleep.
The ordinary, happy days flow by like water, and the holiday is coming to an end before we know it.
Grandpa Fu called Xiaoyue and asked her to carry Fu Shengyang to Songtao Garden when the time was right.
After An Xiaoyue spoke to Fu Shengyang about it last time, she never mentioned her grandfather's health condition to him again.
Even when Grandpa Leng and Uncle Leng took his pulse and discussed his condition, they did so behind Fu Shengyang's back.
That evening, while Fu Shengyang was giving Xingyun a bath, An Xiaoyue quietly went to Songtao Garden.
"Madam has arrived." Uncle Fu stood at the entrance of Songtao Garden. "The old master is in the study."
“Okay.” An Xiaoyue looked at Uncle Fu, whose face was already wrinkled. “Uncle Fu, it’s autumn now, and the nights are cool. You should go and rest first. I will take care of Grandpa until he falls asleep.”
Like Aunt Cui, Uncle Fu was an old man at Fu Garden.
They watched as their mother-in-law, Susie, died along with her unborn child, and their father-in-law, Fu Yixiu, became a monk. They also watched Sheng Yang grow from a child, with his grandfather's support, into the helmsman of the Changfeng Group, a large ship.
Now, Grandpa carries Fu Shengyang on his back to drink Chinese medicine every day, which would worry anyone who saw it.
Uncle Fu was the same way, staying by his grandfather's side every night until his grandfather fell asleep before he went to rest.
Uncle Fu was also an elder in his family, with a loving wife and daughters.
Uncle Fu works at Fu Garden and his family is not around. As the lady of the house, she should be more considerate of these elderly people who are taking such good care of their family.
Uncle Fu was moved and respectfully replied, "Yes, Madam."
As Uncle Fu walked out, he couldn't help but turn around to look at the mistress of Fu Garden.
Unbeknownst to many, the woman who used to hide behind the young master when she entered Songtao Garden is now able to manage everything in Fu Garden, making it lively and warm.
Having a wife is a blessing for the old master and young master.
Despite her calm demeanor and aloofness, the lady seemed indifferent to everything she did.
Only those who have spent time with her know that she is a kind-hearted, tolerant, and tactful person.
The gentleman is ruthless in his actions and has never cared about the feelings of others.
With his wife by his side, he became much gentler and more down-to-earth.
No matter what the future holds, with An Xiaoyue as the matriarch of the Fu family, they will only be safe and happy.
The principle of choosing a virtuous wife is exactly this.
An Xiaoyue stood at the door of her grandfather's study and knocked on the door with her fingers.
"Come in," came Grandpa Fu's voice.
An Xiaoyue pushed open the door to the study, and a refreshing fragrance of Chinese medicine wafted out.
She immediately turned to the side and closed the study door.
Inside the study, Fu Jinyun was sitting under a reading lamp, flipping through a photo album in her hands.
On the small square table beside him was a bowl of steaming Chinese medicine.
Fu Jinyun patted the single sofa next to him, gesturing to An Xiaoyue, "Xiaoyue, sit here."
An Xiaoyue felt heavy-hearted.
"Sheng Yang didn't know you were coming, did he?"
An Xiaoyue smiled bitterly and shook her head, replying, "I don't know."
Fu Jinyun handed the photo album in his hand to her.
An Xiaoyue could tell who was who in the photo at a glance.
There were grandparents, Sheng Yang's parents, and Fu Wantang.
Every person has a smiling face.
The banner behind the photo reads: "Celebrating the 100th Day of the Fu Family's Eldest Grandson, Sheng Yang."
"Now, whenever I see the word 'lucky,' I always think of Sheng Yang when he was a child."
An Xiaoyue ran her long fingers over the chubby, round face in the photo. "Lucky looks a lot like Sheng Yang."
“Yes,” Fu Jinyun agreed.
After a long silence, he finally spoke again.
"Grandpa called you here because he wants to take advantage of his clear head and tell you about things at home."
Upon hearing this, An Xiaoyue felt a lump in her throat and her voice tightened so much that she couldn't make a sound.