Xiaozhou intertwined his two fingers, as if he was thinking about this question seriously.
He likes his aunt very much.
But, he also likes mommy very much.
Mommy must still be waiting for him to find her...
If he lets his aunt become his mommy, what will he do with his mommy...
Thinking of this, my eyes were filled with confusion and my heart felt a little painful.
After a while, she raised her eyes to look at him and asked cautiously: "Dad, why can't I have aunt and mommy at the same time?"
Fu Xizhou didn't know whether to laugh or cry when he heard his answer.
"You didn't say that just now, will Auntie run away?"
Xiaozhou woke up from a dream: "Yes."
Then, his face was full of distress and he frowned.
Fu Xizhou knew that he liked Gu Beisheng, but his mother had a position in his heart that could never be replaced.
He probably knows the answer.
Xiaozhou now cannot accept Gu Beisheng becoming his mother.
It's just that he is too young and doesn't know how to choose, so he can't find the answer.
His throat rolled up and down. It was because he had acted too hastily. His voice was a little softer: "Xiaozhou, there is no need to think about this problem."
"Auntie, are you still leaving?" This is what Xiaozhou is worried about.
"Not for the time being. Auntie is dad's personal secretary and works for me."
Xiaozhou's frowning brows relaxed a little: "Yeah."
But he still thinks about his father's problems in his heart.
What would happen if he never found his mommy and asked his aunt to be his mommy...
He shook his head, his eyes filled with mist.
Will not.
He can definitely find Mommy.
…
Gu Beisheng came to Mrs. Fu's door and knocked gently.
Mrs. Fu asked: "Who is it?"
Gu Beisheng discovered that Mrs. Fu's voice had changed a lot after this night.
"Grandma, it's me."
"come in."
Gu Beisheng opened the door and walked out. He looked up and saw her sitting by the bed, holding a photo album in her hand.
She walked over and sat down next to Mrs. Fu. Before she could speak, the old lady spoke first: "This is a photo of Xizhou when he was a child."
Gu Beisheng looked over.
In the photo, Fu Xizhou, who is about five or six years old, is sitting on the sofa with another boy who is half a head taller than him.
The eyebrows of the two people are very similar, and at first glance, you can tell that they are brothers.
The one next to him should be his eldest brother, Fu Qingjue, right?
Later, Mrs. Fu spoke up and the questions in her heart were answered.
"This is Xizhou's brother, Qing Jue."
Gu Beisheng knew that Mrs. Fu missed her eldest grandson, so she locked herself in the room and never came out.
She asked aloud: "Grandma, has Ye Zhixing given you the answer?"
Mrs. Fu sighed and then said: "It turned red and you can't see anything. The legend is really just a legend. It's really hard for you to make this trip."
Gu Beisheng shook his head: "It's okay."
"Shengsheng, tell me, is Qingjue still alive?"
Gu Beisheng didn't know how to answer, so he just remained silent, and then looked at Fu Qingjue in the photo.
His eyebrows and eyes are deeper than Fu Xizhou's, with clearer contours and thinner lips. Especially his eyes have a maturity that is beyond his age.
She frowned slightly, suddenly feeling that his eyes were familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen them before.
After looking at it for a long time, I felt that there was a gloomy look on Fu Xizhou's eyebrows when he was a child, without any smile, as if he was in darkness with no sunshine.
At a young age, if you have such eyes, you must have encountered some kind of disaster.
I couldn't help but think of something Shi Qing had mentioned.
She frowned, suddenly curious about Fu Xizhou's childhood.
She retracted her thoughts and gently persuaded: "Grandma, don't think about these things. Take care of yourself. If brother is still with you, he will definitely not want to see you so sad."
Mrs. Fu nodded and looked at the photo for a long time before putting it away.
Gu Beisheng thought of Fu Xizhou's two different personalities. To cure the root cause, he also needed heart medicine.
She pursed her lips, her eyes deepened a little, and her voice was serious: "Grandma, how is the relationship between brothers Fu Xizhou and Fu Qingjue?"
Mrs. Fu nodded again, as if remembering some interesting things, a kind smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "They have a very good relationship, Qingjue loves this brother very much."
After talking about it, Mrs. Fu frowned, as if she remembered something unpleasant.
But Mrs. Fu's answer surprised her.
She asked again: "Does Fu Xizhou like this brother?"
Mrs. Fu nodded again: "Xizhou was very lively and cute when he was a child. He was always clamoring to play with his brother. He would leave all the delicious and fun things to his brother."
Gu Beisheng was slightly startled. In this way, the two brothers did have a good relationship, but why did she always feel that Fu Xizhou did not like his brother as much as Mrs. Fu said.
At least, I never mentioned it in front of her.
It was as if, in his heart, he had never had this relative.
Mrs. Fu saw the doubt in her eyes and sighed: "The two brothers have been raised separately since they were young. This is also to blame on Xizhou's parents. Xizhou was originally a lively and lovely child, but after going to the countryside, he gradually became quiet.
, slowly getting closer to his brother’s character.”
Gu Beisheng frowned. She had always been curious about Fu Xizhou being sent to the countryside.
Nan'anju is so big, how can it not accommodate Fu Xizhou who is in poor health?
I couldn't help but think of Fu Xizhou's parents.
She has been married to Fu Xizhou for several months, but has never met his parents.
She always felt that his parents didn't like him and were indifferent to him.
This dislike even reaches the level of indifference.
She breathed heavily and finally asked the doubt in her heart: "Grandma, why did you send Fu Xizhou to the countryside in the first place?"
Mrs. Fu's face turned slightly pale. She felt her chest was tight and short of breath. She hammered her chest and sighed deeply. Her eyes were full of vicissitudes of life and distress: "It's all Bai Hui's fault!"
Gu Beisheng was slightly startled.
She knew that Bai Hui was Fu Xizhou's mother.
In the last era, Bai Hui was the number one socialite in Bincheng.
News about her deeds spread throughout the streets.
Based on her understanding of Mrs. Fu, Mrs. Fu is not an old man who likes to talk about her daughter-in-law's troubles.
When I mentioned this matter, there was deep blame in my eyes.
She was even more confused, what on earth did Fu Xizhou's mother do to make the old lady so heartbroken?
Gu Beisheng saw that the old lady's face had turned a bit pale, so he didn't feel like asking anymore, so he patted her on the back to calm her down: "Grandma, don't worry."
Mrs. Fu shook her head: "It's my unfilial son's fault too. He was the one who failed Bai Hui."
She didn't say anything further, her eyes were closed, and her face was full of sadness.
Gu Beisheng wanted to ask the last question: "Grandma, is Fu Xizhou's misogyny related to his mother?"