Rebirth of the 90s: Dear Cub
Chapter 102: I will return and move on with my life
Song Yueliang knew that Fu Yanchi's health was not good.
More than ordinary people.
Weaker than usual.
But to what extent it's not good, I don't know before.
In all the years we met, he never said what illness he was suffering from.
Only these two days did he hear Dong Wangshu say "almost failed to save him", and then Meng Jingxian said "suddenly sick and sent him abroad to be saved", he suddenly realized how bad his health was.
It was now nine o'clock at night, and he had already been in front of his house for half a day.
Song Yueliang was silent for a while, and finally left the room.
Open the living room door gently.
The lights in the corridor were dim, and there was no one in front of the door.
Only at the door was a piece of paper torn from a notebook.
With handwriting full of scribbles and flamboyant—
"The moon, I'll get back on with my life. You wait for me, I'll be back tomorrow."
Holding the furry paper, Song Yueliang was silent for a long time.
…
Currently, Fu Yanchi was escorted to the car.
Master Fu personally came to detain the person.
"If you don't eat or sleep, do you really think you have nine lives?!" Looking at the man's pale face, Master Fu became furious and furious, "You shouldn't be out of the hospital today!"
Fu Yanchi lay down on the chair, enduring the tearing pain in his heart as he breathed, and said with a smile, "Grandfather, I know my body, it's useless to stay in the hospital, it's just a living room where you can call the doctor anytime." .”
Old Fu was speechless, and finally said firmly, "Then you can't run around!"
"Yes, I definitely won't run around next time." Fu Yanchi promised as he glanced at the rearview mirror lightly.
Uncle Gui immediately turned his eyes away from the rearview mirror and drove seriously.
He invited the old man here.
Otherwise, no one would be able to attract Master Fu.
We can't let him spend the night in the narrow corridor.
He was also scared when he came back tomorrow morning, there was no one left.
Street lights passed quickly outside, and the light and shadows inside the car flickered.
Fu Yanchi closed his eyes and did not speak anymore. It's very hard to support him. He felt his body had reached its limit.
Including the rescue in the middle of the night last night, he really felt it, and felt life pass by.
So much so that when he opened his eyes in the morning, he felt a miracle.
Maybe Hades knew that he still had something to do, so he let her go for a while?
Fu Yanchi's mouth twitched.
At least he should apologize in the month before leaving.
At least the hidden dangers behind him and his family must be resolved before departing.
“That Yueliang Song, is this really important to you?” An unexpected question sounded from beside him.
Fu Yanchi opened his eyes and looked at the dark face of the old man, "This is very important, as important as you, grandfather."
“I heard Agui say she still has a daughter?”
“That little girl is named Qiqi, she is very sweet and cute, Grandpa, if you see her, you will definitely like her.”
Old Fu snorted, "If it was your daughter, I would have liked her, and you would have had one too."
"I'm afraid it won't work" Fu Yanchi said regretfully, "Grandfather, although a man can't say he's not good, but your grandson's health is very bad. If I want to give birth to a great-grandchild for you, then I must die in bed."
Old Fu, "..."
"Cough, cough, cough, cough!"
Old Fu blushed, his grandson is still a calf! This was all he could say without changing his face!
Even Uncle Gui coughed for a long time as if his throat suddenly felt itchy, before finally stopping.
After that, no one spoke anymore.
Say shit.
It is also impossible to dispute it.
Old Fu looked out the window calmly, with sadness overflowing from his body.
His old Fu family, this life was unprecedented.
Back at Fu Zhai, the phone rang in the living room.
Uncle Gui did not immediately answer the phone, but looked towards Fu Yanchi first, "Master Fu, Miss Song called."
Fu Yanchi raised his eyes and looked at him calmly.
Uncle Gui obediently added, "Miss Song Ziyun called."
"Let's just say I fell asleep and ask him to leave a message." Fu Yanchi rubbed the corner of his brows, and walked slowly towards the room, "You will contact Uncle Xiang later and ask him to watch over him. If there was no accident, it wouldn't be long. The people behind him will come to the surface."
Master Fu listened in bewilderment, and waited for his grandson to enter the room before he asked Uncle Gui, "The people behind him? And that's Song Ziyun, isn't the girl who used to call home to chat with me lately all these years?"
"Yes," said Uncle Gui, "He has also been calling the Yan family in the capital for the past few years. The chairman and his wife only learned of Mr. Fu's foreign news through him. You also know that Mr. Fu always announces good news. If you want to know the real situation, you can only rely on someone else's mouth to hear a little."
Master Fu lowered his eyebrows, that's right.
When Ah Chi left, the elders were always worried. When someone shows up who can talk to them about Ah Chi's current situation, they are of course happy and close.
But listening to Agui's words, the meaning in them was not unusual.
“Then what is the relationship between him and Ah Chi?” Elder Fu was confused.
“Half a year after Mr. Fu went abroad, Miss Song moved opposite her, probably because of her compatriot from a foreign country.”
"..."
“Fu Old, it's time you rest.”
"Wait, you haven't told me who the mastermind is—"
“By the way, the chairman's wife came to Huicheng today, and she said she will come to visit tomorrow.”
Old Fu twitched, and when he came to his senses, he was alone in the living room.
It was all a collection of things that were free from worry!
A big thing, and now it suddenly occurred to me to tell him? !
Next day.
Morning time.
The noise outside the window was getting louder.
After Song Yueliang woke up, she helped her daughter change clothes and comb her hair. The mother and daughter crouched back in the bathroom brushing their teeth and washing their hands.
In the quiet living room first, more babies were talking and laughing quietly. It seemed to be just a residence, and it suddenly looked like a house.
“Bu, did the mother bring her baby to work today?”
“Of course, the baby can go to work with his mother.”
“Then can I bring a picture book? While my mom is at work, I will draw next to you, so I won't bother you.”
"OK, and bring a colorful crayon for the baby."
Qi Qi was still illiterate, but he learned to paint self-taught.
Among the gifts he bought earlier, there were crayons and picture books that the little one liked. On the same day, highly abstract graffiti appeared in the picture book.
Produced by my daughter, no matter how abstract she is, Song Yueliang will boast of her seriously.
Buy breakfast on the street, and take it to the company to eat.
The mother and daughter went out after packing.
At half-time, the corridor was very quiet.
Song Yueliang opened the door first, lowered her head and grabbed her daughter's hand to get out and down.
When he raised his head again, the figure of the man appeared at the top of the stairs with a smile, "Just in time, Moon, Qiqi, let's have breakfast together?"
The man raised his hand, filled with breakfast packets.
Dough fried steamed contents bread soy milk powder, very complete.
Qiqi's small face slowly grieved.
Uncle Fu is here again.
Just blew up his mom last night.
How can someone be so naughty!