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Chapter 1232: inheritable hand disability, inexplicable attack _2
Translator: 549690339
as soon as she approached, the old man grabbed her hand. â youâre getting more and more beautiful. â
âletâs go in first.â fu chen carried the cake. â qinyuan, help grandpa up. â
âi know,â master fu loved him, and fu qinyuan respected him. after all ...
he was the thickest leg in the whole family.
after fu shinan was transferred back to the capital, dai yunqing naturally followed him back. she usually stayed at home with her parents. fu zhongliâs family had gone abroad two years ago because fu yuxiu was planning to stay there for a long time. he had married his ex-girlfriend the year before last and had a child last year. the couple had gone over to take care of him.
âsister-in-law.â song fengwan entered the house and saw dai yunqing busy in the kitchen. â iâm sorry to have kept you busy for half a day on qinyuanâs birthday. â
âitâs fine. it must be very hot outside today ...â
song fengwan brought the child to the house to visit the old lady. the old lady was not in good health and was lazy. she could sleep the entire day even while leaning on the rocking chair.
âyou guys accompany grandma for a while.â
as she spoke, she took off her coat, rolled up her sleeves, and went into the kitchen.
fu chenâs head buzzed as he watched song fengwan enter the kitchen. after all these years, song fengwan could make a few dishes that she was good at, but the taste was really unflattering.
it was all thanks to that little bastard fu qinyuan.
the old manâs education policy had always been to encourage children instead of attacking them. this kid had picked up the essence of it. after song fengwan cooked once, he would praise her vigorously, saying that it was delicious and hoping that she would cook more often.
song fengwan felt that her son liked it, so naturally, she would go to the kitchen often.
not only did fu qinyuan suffer alone, but he also had to drag him down with him.âdad, why arenât you eating? donât you like this dish? or do you think momâs cooking is not good?â
fu chen had no choice but to eat a few mouthfuls.
actually, it smelled alright, but it tasted a little strange when it entered his mouth.
looking at his wifeâs expectant eyes, he could only say, â ânot bad, itâs better than the previous one.â
âi think itâs good too, mom. youâre actually very talented at cooking.â
fu qinyuan was just trying to suck up to song fengwan. after all, in their family of three, song fengwan was the most important person.
âis it really delicious?â song fengwan had tried it herself, and she felt that it was quite ordinary.
â yeah, i think itâs amazing. what do you think, dad? â fu qinyuan continued to flatter her.
âyes, i can.â fu chen didnât want to hurt his wife at this time.
then, song fengwan said demonically, â â since you all think itâs delicious, then finish it. donât waste it. this dish has too many ingredients and is flavorful. fu xinhan canât eat it either. youâre in charge of solving it. â
fu qinyuanâs chopsticks trembled. fu chen took a deep breath.
little rascal, iâm really going to die because of you!
he had been flattering her, and now he had gotten himself into trouble.
âqinyuan, donât you like it a lot? eat more.â after song fengwan finished speaking, she sat at the side and watched him eat.
fu chen didnât have much of an appetite. after a few bites, he put down his chopsticks. â qinyuan, youâre growing up. eat more. i wonât accompany you. â
fu qinyuan was speechless.
it wasnât easy for a certain someone to finish almost all the food.
â it seems like you really like it, â song fengwan added. â iâll make more for you when i have time. â
for a moment, fu qinyuan felt that his vision was turning dark.
song fengwan was always busy with her designs, and sometimes, she couldnât even take care of her own three meals. it was inevitable that she neglected to take care of her son, and she felt that she owed him a lot. since fu qinyuan liked it, she would definitely satisfy him.
when fu chen returned to the room with her, song fengwan muttered, â âin fact, that dish was quite ordinary. why does qin yuan like it so much? his taste is so unique?â
fu chen laughed out loud. that guy was probably regretting it now.
therefore, song fengwanâs cooking had become a fixed program during the new year and other festivals. there were only a few dishes over and over again, so the standard had naturally improved a lot. however, it was inevitable that he would get tired of eating them every day.
......
soon, the old lady came out, and the two children sat on the carpet and played with things.
jing xingyao was kneeling on the ground and folding paper. fu qinyuan was playing with the plane model in his hand, but his eyes were fixed on her hand.
fu qinyuan didnât inherit the good genes and was as handicapped as song fengwan.
kindergarten handicraft class, kneading plasticine, origami, he was not good at any of them.
â itâs such a pity to have such beautiful and slender fingers on you, â qiao xiyan once joked.
fu qinyuanâs hands were good-looking, and the childâs skin was soft and tender. it was quite pleasing to the eye, but his hands were a little disabled.
therefore, every time he went to the qiao familyâs house, qiao xiyan forbade him from touching any carving tools.
not only was his hand crippled, but he was also extremely destructive.
jade wasnât like paper. if one made a wrong move, it was irreversible, so when fu qinyuan went to the qiao family, qiao xiyan and qiao wangbei always guarded against him like he was a thief.
in the end, he simply locked the door of the machine room.
âdad, iâve really worked hard, and iâve folded paper according to the teacherâs instructions, but ...â he complained to fu chen.
fu chen couldnât tell him that it was inherited because his motherâs craftsmanship was bad.
jing xingyao, on the other hand, was surprisingly skillful. there was really no harm without comparison.
*
when the food was ready, song fengwan took off her apron and brought the two kids to wash their hands. she took out her phone subconsciously and glanced at it. the kitchen was a little noisy and she was worried that she would miss work information.
but when she took out her phone, she was stunned.
all of them were comments and private messages. since her weibo was only used to read the news, she had no friends and no one interacted with her. the inexplicable 99+ content made her a little stunned.
he opened it and took a look.
all the private messages and comments were all scolding her.
all kinds of vulgarities made her dazed for a moment.
âmom, letâs go and eat!â fu qinyuan saw her in a daze and pulled her out.
she wasnât a child anymore, so she could naturally keep her emotions on her face. she put away her phone with a smile and said, â okay, letâs eat. â
after taking a seat, fu chen narrowed his eyes and leaned toward her. â whatâs not going well at work? â
â no, i didnât attend a meeting today. they just sent me the contents of the meeting. itâs just a little troublesome. â song fengwan laughed.
fu chen tapped his fingers on the table and didnât make a sound.
*
meanwhile, in chuanbei
jing hanchuan had already reached home. he was holding back his anger and was about to ask xu yuanfei why she had let the two human traffickers take her away again.
he saw her sitting on the sofa, looking at her phone with a serious expression.
âwhat happened? this expression?â
âitâs something on weibo.â xu yuanfei was also being scolded for no reason. at this time, a group of people rushed into her comment area and were arguing with her fans.
she simply closed the comments section.
in the end, the whole world was filled with her guilty conscience.
she was really baffled. she didnât do anything, so how could she be pointed at by everyone?
âis it very serious?â jing hanchuan narrowed his eyes.
âiâm fine.â xu yuanfei only felt a slight headache.
âif thereâs a problem, let me know at any time.â jing hanchuan comforted her and turned around, only to find that a goldfish in his fish tank had flipped over.
it must be fu qinyuanâs doing.
that night, duan linbai @ jing hanchuan in their small group of four.
âsister-in-law was attacked on the internet. someone even paid for the hot search. itâs currently in the top 20.â
jing hanchuan turned on his computer and looked at the details of the incident. it was actually from a voting repost weibo ...