Fu Qingtian, who was far away in Country M, instantly broke through his skills, and his voice was filled with a hint of smile, "Girl, it's me."
She has not forgotten him.
Still remember him.
How afraid he was that his little girl would forget him if he was in coma for so long.
"Girl, my brother will be able to return to China in a while. Remember to pick him up when the time comes."
"Okay, I'll treat you to a big dinner."
“Can you add meat dishes to your Malatang?”
Fu Qingtian joked.
I remembered that the little girl had paid her salary on her last day as a tutor. In order to thank him for sending her back to school regardless of the weather, she treated him to spicy hotpot.
He added a few more meat dishes, and the little girl felt worried about the money but was embarrassed to say it, with a tangled expression.
It wasn't until he gave the boss a hint and asked him to find a reason for the discount. When the little girl heard about the 50% discount, she beamed.
Mu Chenxi: "..."
The past is hard to look back on.
At that time, she had to save for college tuition and was very short of money, so she had to dig around.
"Now that I'm rich from work, I can treat you to a real feast, the kind that costs several thousand a meal."
In front of Qin Tian, she was just like a sister in front of her brother, showing off with a little bit of embarrassment and asking for praise.
"The little girl has become so powerful!"
"certainly!"
Fu Qingtian listened to Mu Chenxi's arrogant voice and didn't want to hang up the phone.
I really want to talk to the little girl more and listen to her voice, but my physical strength does not allow it.
"Girl, brother, I still have something to deal with here. Hang up now and wait for me."
"Wait for me" has no deep meaning.
He didn't ask about her relationship status.
To him, it's not important.
As long as he returns to Jiangcheng, she will definitely be his.
"Well, I'll wait for you."
Mu Chenxi didn't know the deep meaning of these words, and just thought that she was waiting for him to come back to China to pick him up.
She agreed with a smile and hung up the phone, immersed in the joy of contacting Brother Qin Tian again.
After the college entrance examination that year, Brother Qin Tian called her and asked her to meet him and asked her to wait for him.
As a result, she sat at the appointed place and waited for a whole day without seeing anyone.
Even when I tried to call him, his cell phone kept turning off, and he just disappeared from the world.
…
In country m, Fu Qingtian hung up the phone and dialed another number.
The Fu family's old house is the farthest side house from the main house.
In the innermost part of the side house is a Buddhist hall. A plainly dressed woman is kneeling on a mat, holding a string of beads in her hand, and is worshiping the Buddha.
With a "bang" sound, the door that was closed behind her was pushed open forcefully from the outside.
A gust of fragrant wind blew in, and Fu Yanshen's mother, Su Yun, walked in with graceful steps.
Looking down at the kneeling woman, he chuckled and said, "Sister, congratulations, Qingtian finally woke up. As a sister, I am really happy for you."
Happy?
Of course she was happy.
But what she was happy about was not that Fu Qingtian woke up, but that even if he woke up, he would still be a loser who could never get out of bed in his life.
A loser, even if he wakes up, cannot affect Ah Shen's status.
Shen Wanjun seemed to be in trance and continued to move the beads in her hand regularly.
Just like the person who woke up was not her son.
I originally wanted to watch Shen Wanjun's happy show, but when I saw her like a living dead, I lost interest.
Really boring.
The eldest lady who was so arrogant in front of her back then could only stay obediently in the Buddhist hall of this small side house.
Live by her breath.
Shen Yun stepped on high heels and left gracefully.
Until the sound of high-heeled shoes was far away, the dowry mother Feng who had been taking care of her closed the door.
Shen Wanjun's hand playing with the beads became faster and faster.
There was a "click" sound.
Excessive force was used and the beads were torn off.
The beads fell to the ground one by one.
Feng Ma half-knelt down beside Shen Wanjun, looking at the eldest lady with red eyes and trembling body.
She reached out and held her cold hand, "Miss."
"Tian'er, he finally woke up."
Shen Wanjun took a deep breath to prevent herself from losing control of her emotions.
She held Feng's mother's hand tightly.
"Miss, do you want it?"
"Waiting for Tian'er to come back."
Shen Wanjun shook her head lightly.
"Go and get me a new string of prayer beads."
"Yes, miss."
When Feng's mother came back with the new beads, Shen Wanjun returned to a pool of stagnant water.
Continue to play with the beads and worship the Buddha.
…
In the kitchen of the community where Mu Chenxi lives, Fu Yanshen is wearing an apron and happily cooking for his beloved.
He moves so skillfully that it's hard to imagine that not long ago he was a novice in the kitchen who couldn't even recognize the seasonings.
Even he himself never thought that one day he would learn cooking skills for a woman.
And I felt that it was as sweet as sugar.
When he was learning, he didn't know if he would have a chance to use it, but he just wanted to learn, thinking that one day he might be able to catch Chen Xi's stomach with his cooking skills.
When he finished cooking the braised prawns and turned around to put them on the plate, he saw Mu Chenxi sitting on the sofa with a sweet smile and talking on the phone.
Smiling so sweetly?
Who is it?
Fu Yanshen's heart started to feel sour. He quickly loaded the plates, opened the door and took the dishes out.
Seeing that Mu Chenxi had hung up the phone and didn't notice him, she was sitting on the sofa and giggling.
Fu Yanshen immediately overturned the jealousy jar.
After putting down the dishes, they strode to the sofa and pushed the wall directly against the sofa.
Suppressing his jealousy, he pretended not to care and asked, "Whose phone call is so happy?"
"friend."
Mu Chenxi glanced at him and deliberately gave an ambiguous answer, making him feel sour.
"What friend?"
Fu Yanshen immediately asked.
"You're taking too much care."
Mu Chenxi raised her hand and pinched Fu Yanshen's chin, which was tensed with concern.
Looking at the deliberate Mu Chenxi, I felt extremely sad, but there was nothing I could do.
He couldn't really take her phone away and find out who it was.
Mu Chenxi saw Fu Yanshen looking at her with an aggrieved expression.
She was funny in her heart, so she pinched his chin and kissed his thin lips gently and comfortingly.
"Okay, I'm hungry. Let's go cook."
Fu Yanshen immediately wanted to deepen the conversation, but Mu Chenxi nimbly avoided it and signaled to him with her eyes that she was really hungry.
Fu Yanshen had no choice but to get up and go back to the kitchen to cook.
I was in a happy mood just now, but this time I was obviously feeling a little bit resentful.
Mu Chenxi looked at it for a while, then got up from the sofa and walked to the kitchen.
After glancing at Fu Yanshen who was cooking with a sullen face, Mu Chenxi glanced at the sweet and sour pork tenderloin that had just been cooked.
She knew that since she walked in, although Fu Yanshen said nothing, his peripheral vision had been falling on her.
Mu Chenxi pretended not to notice and reached out to eat.
Pick up a piece of sweet and sour pork and quickly feed it into your mouth.
As soon as he stuffed it into his mouth, Fu Yanshen had already turned around.
Mu Chenxi pursed her lips and looked at him innocently.
With this look, Fu Yanshen, who had no self-control towards her, was immediately attracted to her.
Unable to control himself, he pressed her against the countertop, leaned over and kissed her.