"Grandpa, you're tired, it's better for me to accompany my little aunt." The fourth fat man volunteered.

"I want it too." Jiu Pang raised his little hands high.

"Go, come and snatch my daughter as soon as she wakes up." Fu Baiwan glared at his two grandsons.

Fu Dajin couldn't laugh or cry. Now he has grown a beard and is much more mature and stable, but he is still a filial son to Fu Baiwan. "Dad, didn't you say that your legs hurt in the past two days? You just walked a few times, please rest for a while."

Bar."

"You two must follow my little aunt, do you hear me?" Fu Dajin also treated his son with the dignity of his father.

This son just needs to be taken care of, whether he cares or not.

The fourth fat man chuckled, "Dad, don't worry, I promise I won't let my little aunt lose a hair."

"Grandpa, please rest. When you are tired, grandma will come back and scold us again."

"Dad, let me take a look at your legs." Fu tweeted.

"Oh, no, no, my feet have been stuffed in my shoes all morning. They stink, my dear, don't get your hands dirty."

Not to mention that her father loves to be clean, even if he wasn't, compared to the fact that her family has taken good care of her for ten years, she has no right to dislike him.

"Dad, I'm just looking at the legs." Fu Jiujiu looked at it. It was slightly swollen and there would be a pit when pressed. "It doesn't matter. I'll give you a prescription later."

Mrs. Zhou smiled and said: "Sister-in-law, it's been ten years, and you still haven't forgotten this skill?"

Fu Jiujiu then joked and told the truth, "Sister-in-law, for me, it's not as long as ten years. I just open and close my eyes. I still feel that I am for a child."

"It's the same now. You, no matter when the time comes, are still children in our eyes."

Mrs. Zhou sighed, she would never have a daughter in this life. She gave up after giving birth to three sons, all of whom were sons.

When Fu Jiujiu passed by the kitchen, he used the excuse of drinking water to pour the spiritual spring water into the water jar again. In this way, the people in the family could receive the nourishment of the spiritual spring water again.

My yard is not too bad. Compared with ten years ago, it is not much different. It is still clean and refreshing.

But after leaving his yard and walking in the village, Fu Jiujiu felt something was wrong.

This village was very vibrant ten years ago, with busy traffic and constant laughter.

But now, he looks like a sleepy old man with no energy.

"Four Fatty, where are the people in our village?"

Si Pang is more than ten years old, he is also a young man, and he knows a lot, "Well, many people have left. After the business of our villa is not good, they also have no other business. Everyone has saved up before."

Some money will either go to the town or to the county."

"Where's the land? No more planting?" Fu Jiujiu was very surprised. Even if the business around the hot spring villa stopped, the land should still be profitable.

"Most of them are no longer planted, but the ones in the town will still come back. I heard my mother say that after you fell into coma, the flower business lasted for two years, and then it became difficult because there were no new varieties.

As for strawberries, they are now available in many places in our country. If the price cannot go up, no one is willing to grow them."

Fu Jiujiu nodded, "That's it."

Fu Jiujiu walked along and saw almost no one. Now there was only an old man sitting under the bustling willow tree, with gray hair and deep wrinkles.

"Dajin, is this your wife?"

Dajin? Fu Jiujiu looked at the old man, and the fourth fat man explained at the side, "After Grandma Liang left, Grandpa Liang was like this. He was confused for a while, and then understood for a while."

Fu Jiujiu sighed, Aunt Liang has already left.

"Grandpa Liang, I am not Da Jin, I am Da Jin's son, Si Pang." Si Pang said happily: "This is my little aunt, my little aunt is awake."

"Uncle Liang, this is Jiu Jiu." Fu Jiu Jiu felt very sad.

When she woke up, things and people around her had already changed. The gap in her memory caused her to miss many things.

Liang Dacheng squinted his eyes and looked again and again, "Where did this girl come from? She dared to pretend to be the little lucky star of our village. Jiujiu is still a little girl. Her father has been holding her in his arms all day long. How old are you?"

Fu Jiujiu smiled slightly and took out a piece of candy from his arms. This was what Nine Fatty had given him before he came here, but his mother took him back.

"Uncle, here it is."

"For me?" Liang Dacheng shook his head, "I can't have it, I have it at home too."

"It's okay, this is what I treat you to." Fu Jiujiu smiled and fed it to his mouth.

"It's useless if you give me candy. You're not a tweeter. That's why tweeters are so tall."

"Grandpa Liang, she is really my little aunt." Si Pang tried to correct him.

Fu Jiujiu shook his head at him. The old man was living in the memory of the past, which was not necessarily a bad thing.

"Uncle Liang, please rest while I go somewhere else," Fu tweeted.

"It's so sweet, so good." Liang Da smacked his lips like a child.

Just when Fu Jiujiu had walked out more than ten steps, he suddenly shouted: "When the little lucky star of our village wakes up, our village will be fine again. My daughter, will you marry to our village then? Just marry me."

Daijin, Daijin is a good boy."

The fourth fat man's face fell, "Grandpa Liang, your mind is really messed up. My little aunt was nowhere to be found before my father got married. This... ugh! Just rest now."

Fu Jiujiu also laughed, "How did your Grandma Liang leave?"

"Well...she went to dry sweet potatoes on the roof, and then accidentally fell off. She left without saying a word. I was young and didn't see her. I just heard what they said."

Fu Jiujiu sighed. No wonder, Uncle Liang couldn't accept Aunt Liang's sudden departure.

After walking for a while, Fu Jiujiu saw several women gathering together not far away. They were not too old, and several of them had unfamiliar faces. Their backs were turned to her. Their figures and movements made her feel familiar.

"What are you looking at? Go on, I don't believe it. A person who has been lying down for ten years can still wake up. It's just that the Fu family has the money to build something like this. It's such a waste. If you have that money, why don't you do something for our village?

What?"

"Four beauties!"

"Four beauties!"

The two young wives winked at the fat woman who had her back turned to Fu Jiujiu.

Fu Jiujiu smiled, it was indeed Fan Simei.

"What are you doing?" Fan Simei turned around, glanced at Fu Jiujiu, her eyes looked very strange, and then she rolled her eyes.

She hates women who are prettier than her.

"Nine Fatty, what are you doing? You're eavesdropping on our conversation, why are you so ignorant of the rules? Who is this? You want to marry a wife at such a young age?"

Uncle Fan didn't know him, but Fu Jiujiu could still understand.

How come Fan Simei doesn’t have dementia and doesn’t recognize herself anymore?

She became playful and deliberately said to Fan Simei: "Can you see me?"


Chapter completed!