He first saluted the old man, and spoke slowly, "Old man, we are not going to steal the Fu family's child. This child only has the surname Fu, you are still his grandfather."

Mr. Fu's face slowly calmed down, and he listened quietly to Lu Liming's next words.

"I know, it's hard for you to understand and accept it. But we do this for the sake of the children. I don't want their only hope to be hurt again."

"You can think so. The child is just fostering outside. He is still from the Fu family. If you want to see the child, tell us that we will definitely bring the child to see you. When he reaches the age of eighteen, if he is willing to return to the Fu family, we will not object."

The reason why he agreed to Ji Yunting was just to protect their children, avoid the open and secret struggles of the Fu family, and have a happy childhood.

Ji Yunting caught Lu Liming's words and made a final summary, "We just want to protect him and live a happy and carefree life."

The old man looked at the two juniors standing in front of him silently, turned his head and looked at Fu Shaoqing beside him. He silently said nothing, as if they had already agreed on this matter.

The indescribable complexity in my heart, the ups and downs are mixed with joys and sorrows.

He was indeed old, and he was not as thoughtful as the juniors.

"I will consider this matter, consider what to do about the funeral matter, what should I do?" Mr. Fu felt depressed and suppressed this matter for the time being.

Fu Shaoqing lowered his eyes and said, and answered him with great discomfort, "Grandpa, the current situation of the Fu family, the funeral cannot be held largely. My sister-in-law will find a cemetery with good feng shui and bury her as soon as possible."

I can't do it very much. When I heard these four words, Mr. Fu frowned, and his old face was extremely sad.

Now, the Fu family can't even see off his daughter-in-law.

It's really a sin.

"Notify her father and let him send his daughter for the last journey." He stood up slowly with a crutch and walked slowly towards the door.

My figure, which used to be straight, is now hunched.

The man was about to reach the door, and his old voice rang out, "Tomorrow, I want to see him."

After saying that, the figure disappeared into the hall.

Late at night, the lights in Mr. Fu's room were not turned off.

Uncle Zhang kept sitting with Mr. Fu on a carved wooden chair, staring at the full moon outside the window in a daze.

After a long silence, Mr. Fu asked, "You said, are you right about that guy from the Ji family?"

Uncle Zhang followed Mr. Fu for the rest of his life and naturally knew what the old man was thinking. He patted his chest, "Mr., if you don't want to, no one can force you. I'll take care of the young master then."

Mr. Fu was amused and joked, "You are still taking care of your children with such an old bone. Forget it, forget it, the boy from the Ji family is right. If you want to give your children a happy childhood, you can't stay in the Fu family."

"You old man." Uncle Zhang stopped talking.

Mr. Fu's turbid eyes turned to him and stood up slowly with a crutch. "Okay, you go and rest too. Don't stay up late with me. Don't wait until the time comes, I won't even have anyone to talk to."

"Then you rest early, I'll leave first." Uncle Zhang stood up with a chair and left the room with a hunched back.

Mr. Fu looked at the direction where Uncle Zhang disappeared for a long time. The old man sighed, "I'm old, but the white-haired man gave me a black-haired man."
Chapter completed!