Chu Xinyue grabbed a handful and gave it to her, keeping her busy and letting her eat, "Try it and see if the taste has changed. After all, it has been twenty years."
Cheng Lan couldn't resist the kindness. He tasted one. It was crunchy, sweet and fragrant with osmanthus. "It hasn't changed at all, it tastes even better."
"Hahahaha, your little mouth is sweeter than when you were little."
"Auntie, I suddenly envy Tangtang. Why don't you have more sons?..." At this point, the joke comes, "You and uncle have such good genes, it would be a pity not to have more sons, but
Even if you give birth now, I will never be able to become your daughter-in-law. Oh, I missed it!"
Chu Xinyue was so amused that even Rong Congmu, who was usually serious, laughed.
Rong Congmu said: "We also have a godson, do you want him?"
"who?"
"Fu Xiupei."
"..." Cheng Lan was numb and shook his head quickly, "Please spare me, he doesn't look very smart."
Rong Congmu was puzzled by her reaction and said seriously: "How could it be possible? Among the four of them, he is the one I like the most. He is the warmest, the most down-to-earth, and the most sincere."
The four boys have grown up together since they were young. In addition to regular schooling, they spend their spare time learning various skills at the Su family. Rong Chuqin only integrated in when he was ten years old. At first, he was not used to it, had no confidence, and was dull.
, it was the enthusiastic and cheerful Fu Xiupei who took Rong Chuqin along and helped him quickly adapt to the rhythm of the new environment.
The Rong family and the Xia family are the accumulation of several generations of their respective families. Rong Chuqin and Xia Zhiyuan have been shouldering important responsibilities since childhood. They were both trained according to the heirs of the family and must learn eighteen kinds of martial arts.
The Su family is a scholarly family, and is also a leader in the education field. Everyone in the family is a top student. Su Junhuai has the gene of a top student, and it is difficult for him to be outstanding.
Only Fu Xiupei, whose ancestors were wine-makers, started his business in a winery. Both his parents were winemakers from the winery. Later, his career grew bigger and bigger, and he was once called the "nouveau riche" in the industry. The old man of the Fu family felt that he wanted to grow the family.
To prosper, there must be someone who can manage it. Only then do we pay attention to the education of our grandson.
Rong, Xia, and Su all had a pattern of cultivating heirs. Fortunately, their children all turned out to be what the family expected, but Fu Xiupei did it entirely through his own efforts.
In Rong Congmu's eyes, Fu Xiupei is not as aloof as the other three. He can drink with the top people in the circle, and he can also have fun with the people at the bottom. There is no concept of class in his eyes. This is
What Rong Congmu admires most.
However, the juniors and elders always have very different visions. Cheng Lan was a little troubled and said: "Uncle, maybe the Fu Xiupei we know is not the same."
Rong Congmu laughed loudly, "That's because you don't know the real him yet. Just because he can risk his own life to save others also shows that he is a trustworthy person."
Cheng Lan added: "That's because he likes Zhou Xiao."
"Oh?" Rong Congmu was curious, "Is that the girl who fell into the water?"
"Yes, yes, he even risked his life to save her. It shows that he really likes her. But Zhou Xiao seems to have no interest in him. Alas, I am still thinking about how to bring them together."
Rong Cong smiled and said nothing, and continued to move things. The children had grown up, and it was not his turn to worry about young people's affairs.
Chu Xinyue tidied up the carriage one last time, looked at the time, and said, "We've finished moving the things. Let's go in and have breakfast first. I've made many kinds. It's up to you to choose."
"Thank you, auntie."
The sun is getting higher and higher, the birds are singing in the mountains and forests, and the morning light fills the entire tea mountain.
Everyone came over to eat one after another. Song Tang and Rong Chuqin went downstairs together holding hands. Rong Chuqin couldn't see anyone else at all, and his eyes were all glued to Song Tang.
Cheng Lan drank light rice porridge, as if drinking a bowl of lemon juice, without looking at them.
"After you obtained the secret key to the welfare home, you opened a road of dog food that is not the most disgusting, only the more disgusting?"
Song Tang shyly pulled away Rong Chuqin's hand and said coquettishly, "Sit still."
Rong Chuqin smiled, remained honest for three to five seconds, stretched for a while, and then put his left hand on her shoulder naturally.
Song Tang shook his shoulders and motioned for him to take it off, but he said: "We are what a newlywed couple should be like. Her jealousy is her problem. If she is so jealous, she should find someone for herself."
Song Tang looked at Cheng Lan with a smile, "Yes, find one yourself."
Cheng Lan felt aggrieved. She didn't have a man. Now even her best sisters have been kidnapped. She pretended to wipe her tears and said in a tearful tone: "Song Tang, you are no longer the lover you used to be."
I am so Tangtang..."
Song Tang couldn't help but laugh, and held a small steamed bun to comfort her, "My love for you will never change. If no one wants you in your life, I will want you."
"You, you, you, you cursed me?!"
"I'm motivating you."
Cheng Lan rolled her eyes. The four of them agreed that with Song Tang's cold temperament, she would be the last to get married or even not get married. She thought so herself. As a result, she became the first to get married.
Cheng Lan sighed: "Incentives are useless. This is not a problem that I can solve by thinking alone." He looked at Rong Chuqin who was like a dog, and said helplessly, "Oh, there is no one around me who is thinking carefully.
There are quite a few drunkards who want to trap me."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sudden sound of sneezing at the door, and a "sneeze" sound attracted everyone's attention.
Fu Xiupei appeared at the door wearing a long windbreaker, holding a medicine bag in one hand and a thermos cup in the other.
Pink thermos cup.
Chu Xinyue immediately said: "Are you okay? Is everything okay?"
Fu Xiupei had a heavy nasal voice as soon as he opened his mouth, which sounded even worse than yesterday, and there were a few coughs. "I had a fever last night. I sweated all night. I'm much better now. I just have a sore throat."
"Fever?" Chu Xinyue immediately reached out to touch his forehead, "It seems to be okay now. You have caught a cold."
"Well, it should be." Fu Xiupei glanced at Cheng Lan with his peripheral vision and saw that there was an empty seat next to her. He took steps to sit over and thanked her for the thermos cup she left behind.
Unexpectedly, as soon as Cheng Lan saw the thermos cup in his hand, he asked: "Why are you holding Tang Kezheng's cup? Are they awake? Are they coming over?"
Fu Xiupei stiffened and put the thermos cup on the table, "Is this Tang Kezheng's cup?"
"yes."
"..." I felt numb and felt like I was going to have a fever again.
He said unhappily: "Oh, I just picked it up casually, maybe I took it by mistake."
Chu Xinyue took out a bowl of porridge and said, "Just eat something light in the morning. Do you have all the medicine? If not, go to the hospital."
Fu Xiupei said: "Auntie, I'm not that weak. Fever is a process of improving immunity." At the end, he raised his voice to emphasize, "I feel energetic all over my body now."