Rebirth of the 90s: Dear Cub
Chapter 192: Why can't you get along with yourself?
"Ha ha ha - ha"
Someone in the back saw this scene and leaned forward and backward happily.
Fu Yanchi rubbed his hot cheeks and said calmly, "It's okay, Dad's already made preparations."
Qiqi looked at half of her father's reddened face, then looked at her grandmother who was still very angry. After thinking about it, she turned around and sneered at her little butt, "Grandmother, my father is unwell. If you're still angry, you can hit Qiqi's butt." My father likes to sue, he will sue my mother, but Qiqi will not sue. "
The young man's crazy and strange laughter rang out again, breaking Dongyuan's usual calmness in the villa.
Old Tang likes to entertain guests in the tea room, especially during cold weather.
Sit at the tea table, turn on the red clay stove, burn a pot of boiling tea, wait and taste the tea, enough for a chat.
He also knows how to treat guests.
The guests who came today were amazing.
At least the name of the second young master of the Yan family could not be ignored.
Although Second Young Master looked rebellious and impetuous, the people who followed him, whether it was a middle-aged man named Uncle Gui or a young man named Fu Yanchi, all of them made Tang Lao feel jealous.
Making use of the time before Li Qiang returned to his room to change clothes, Mr. Tang casually said as he cooked and washed the tea set, "Many things happened in the city a few days ago, saying, and the most sensational is that the Song family's daughter conspired against the Yan family's son, and was eventually captured and imprisoned. Second Young Master Yan came to Huicheng this time because of your brother's business, right?"
The word "brother" made Yan Xi suddenly feel awkward, and subconsciously glanced towards Fu Yanchi, "Who is free to come here because of his chaos? I came here just to relax."
Old Tang's eyes turned a little dark, and he said with a smile, "That's it."
This is the brother who does not want to be disturbed by others, so he specifically encourages the sister to attract attention as a shield.
This way, even though he guessed that Fu Yanchi was actually the identity of Yan's eldest son, he had to cooperate as if he knew nothing.
If anyone is suspicious, he should help cover it up, otherwise he could just wear the shoes without knowing when.
Very sneaky.
When Li Qiang came, his tea had just been ready to be boiled. Elder Tang poured a cup of tea for the honored guests, got up and left, leaving room for them.
Looking at the person who entered in clean clothes, Qiqi's eyes sparkled, "Grandmother, you are so beautiful! You're as pretty as my mom!"
After changing into a dusty canal suit, Li Qiang wore a stone blue woolen dress with a black and white plaid silk scarf around his neck, looking dignified and graceful.
Black hair was tied into a bun, pearl earrings were worn, and bright lipstick was specially applied.
As he walked in slowly, his movements were full of charm, although there was a terrible scar on his face, his flaws could not be hidden.
Li Qiang looked at Xiaowa'er lightly.
He had heard countless praise, and Xiaowaer was the only one who could praise him wholeheartedly after his flaw.
“The only difference between you and your mother is probably that you have a sweet mouth.” She sat down gracefully in front of the baby, and stared at the little face without a trace of her eyes.
With the baby's fat oblong face, big and round eyes, small and pointed nose, and beautiful mouth like rose petals.
Song Yueliang's shadow could be seen everywhere on her facial features.
Perhaps praised for her sweet mouth, Wa'er smiled brightly, and her eyes were so clear that they could reflect her figure.
A trace of haste flashed across Li Qiang's eyes, and Fu Yanchi, who was sitting opposite him, saw him.
Yanxi pursed her lips, knowing that it would be troublesome for Qiqi to listen to what the two of them wanted to talk about, so she carried the baby, "Qiqi, let's go, uncle will take you to play."
“But Qiqi doesn't really want to play.” Wa'er muttered, his little face full of unwillingness.
He has not persuaded his grandmother with his father.
Leave Father here alone, if Father is beaten again, no Qiqi saves him.
…
Tea room.
Most of the people immediately left, only Fu Yanchi and Li Qiang sat opposite.
“I asked Mr. Tang, Song Yueliang is not married.” Li Qiang changed his posture, raised Erlang's legs gracefully, took out a cigarette and lit it.
The mist of smoke still enveloped, covering her expression, "You called me mother-in-law because you want to make Song Yueliang an outhouse? You don't have to be in charge of food?"
Fu Yanchi was silent for a moment, then suddenly looked at the door, "Qiqi, why are you back?"
Li Qiang stopped, stuffed the cigarette into a teacup and placed it under the coffee table, his actions being done all at once.
After finishing this, he turned his head and looked towards the door, only to find that there was no one there.
The young man laughed happily, Li Qiang turned his head and looked at him coldly.
“If the moon is here, you will be very happy. You care about him and Qiqi.” The young man smiled, but his tone was solemn, "Mother-in-law, my name is Fu Yanchi, unmarried. The relationship between me and Yueliang is that everything depends on her."
Li Qiang lowered his head, his eyes slightly cold, but his words were still indifferent, "In that case, what purpose did you come to me for today? Do you want me to help mediate? Song Yueliang's problem has nothing to do with me, I don't care, no."
“If it's true as you say, the problem has nothing to do with you, then why did the mother-in-law go to jail for hurting others for Yueliang's sake? Isn't this contradictory?”
Fu Yanchi looked at the other party with sharp eyes that seemed to be able to see through everything.
After Yueliang had an accident at the hospital that year, Li Qiang was rushed to the Red Maple Villa, and eventually sentenced to prison for injuring someone with a knife.
But according to Uncle Gui's investigation, Li Qiang's attack was decisive at the time, and it was clear that he was in a hurry to take Song Chunsheng's life.
Li Qiang was silent for a moment, then raised his head while sneering, "Song Yueliang told you that I hurt others because of him? I'm excited. I'm the kind of person who does everything just for himself."
After a pause, he said coldly, "Go back, don't come to me in the future, I don't have the energy to play the mother's game of kindness and filial piety. Tell Song Yueliang that you don't have me as a mother."
"Why?" Fu Yanchi asked.
“Because I believe in destiny, Song Yueliang defies my destiny.” The woman got up, left these words coldly, and walked away from the tea room.
The charcoal fire in the red clay furnace had not been extinguished, the teapot kept gurgling, and the fragrance of tea overflowed from its spout, filling the room with the fragrance of tea.
Fu Yanchi looked at the untouched teacup in front of him, and said calmly, "Mother-in-law should have a general understanding of Yueliang's affairs during the few days she stayed in the villa, she said, but you must have never heard the story of Qiqi. "
"At first, your nanny stole Qiqi and took it back as a bargaining chip to raise. Beatings, nagging, and harassment are commonplace."
“The daughter-in-law of the Tian family looked down on Qiqi as a burden, and pushed her off a cliff with her own hands.”
The woman stopped in front of the tea room door, her legs filled with lead, unable to move in the slightest.
Fu Yanchi took the teacup, saw the clear tea inside, his eyes were extremely pale, "Yueliang had been alone for five years, and his home in Huiyuan was filled with empty medicine bottles. He suffers from severe bipolar disorder. If Qiqi doesn't' If you don't return, what will she do? Mother-in-law, you might not be able to control her back then. Life is impermanent, and in just a few decades, why bother complicating yourself through obsession? "