"Ming Li has grown so tall?" Jiang Chuyao took his younger son's hand and touched his head.
Fu Mingli turned his head somewhat unnaturally, trying to break free from Jiang Chuyao's hand.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Fu Mingyuan and Shen Qi come in with a lot of things. Of course, his brother couldn't even see his face in the pile, but Shen Qi was better, at least his eyes were exposed.
Jiang Chuyao also saw it, and immediately left her younger son's hand, rushing up without the image of a lady at all.
She was wearing the most ordinary home clothes, and she looked different from the big screen and magazines, but her face was still very young, with a bright smile on her face.
The speed of rushing over is much faster than Fu Mingli.
"He looks so good-looking, he's much more handsome than when Fu Zhen was younger." Jiang Chuyao didn't even recognize her life at all, she didn't even want to put on a show, she reached out and wanted to pinch Shen Qi's face.
Shen Qi had never had such close contact with a woman since she was an adult.
However, Fu Mingyuan didn't know where he saw it, and squeezed a lot of things between the two of them.
He directly blocked Jiang Chuyao's outstretched hand.
"Mom." Fu Mingyuan shouted.
Jiang Chuyao glared at him: "Why do you buy so many things?"
Shen Qi rubbed Fu Mingyuan's calf with his foot: "Auntie."
"Hey, shouldn't I be called mother? Fu Zhen, come out to move things, what should you do if you are tired of my son?"
Fu Zhen was still preparing dinner with the chefs in the kitchen. Hearing Jiang Chuyao's call, he immediately wiped his hands on his apron and came out.
Shen Qi saw Fu Zhen, and then glanced at Fu Mingli.
Fu Mingli is very similar to Fu Zhen.
It is probably what Jiang Chuyao said "Fu Zhen looked like when he was young".
Although Fu Zhen's family business is much larger than Shen Bozong's, he does not have the kind of businessman's air of Shen Bozong. The moment he saw Jiang Chuyao's expressionless face, the tenderness in his eyes could come out.
When Jiang Chuyao was just getting married, I don't know how many people were looking forward to her divorce.
After all, one is an actress who is in the limelight, and the other is a young master with a prominent family background.
At the time of marriage, Fu Zhen was still a student, and when the news broke, I didn't know how many girls' hearts were broken.
Fu Mingyuan called "Dad" again, and Fu Zhen just nodded, and then went to move what Shen Qi was holding.
Shen Qi also called out "Uncle" and wanted to help, but Jiang Chuyao pulled him to sit on the sofa and started chatting.
Fu Mingyuan looked back at him and gave him a soothing look.
Fu Mingli pursed his mouth and sat cross-legged by himself, playing with his mobile phone with his head down.
"Xiao Qi, can I call you like that?" Jiang Chuyao blinked.
Shen Qi grabbed the sofa with his right hand and nodded.
"How can she be so good-looking, where did you fall in love with Yuan'er? He is even more boring than his father. Are you tired of being with him? If you are tired, my aunt actually knows a lot of handsome guys... "
Fu Mingli glanced at his mother in surprise, and stopped playing the game, so he stood up and went straight to Fu Mingyuan.
Shen Qi chuckled lightly: "Mom."
This sound is quite unfamiliar.
He didn't seem to have called this name in a long time.
Now this scene is a little embarrassing, but not nervous.
Jiang Chuyao responded, the smile on her face became even bigger, she picked up the food on the coffee table and shoved it into his hand.
Shen Qi continued: "I don't like men."
"Ah, it's just that Fu Mingyuan happens to be a man, if he were a woman..."
Shen Qi licked his lips, feeling that if Fu Mingyuan wore women's clothes, he might be a little bit unbearable.
Jiang Chuyao covered her mouth and laughed.
At this moment, Fu Mingli has run to Fu Mingyuan's side, and Fu Zhen is talking to Fu Mingyuan.
"Independence after the new year." Fu Zhen used affirmative sentences, not questions.
He was talking about Fu Mingyuan going out to open a studio.
The eldest son has been independent since childhood.
Don't worry about anything.
The husband and wife are used to throwing hands at the shopkeeper, and they can't remember to care more about their little son.
Both of them knew when the two sons quarreled last time.
But there was no way to intervene.
Fu Mingyuan hummed.
"The object is also there." Fu Zhen touched a candy from his pocket.
"Do you want Ming Li to move out?"
Fu Mingyuan raised his eyelids and glanced at Fu Zhen: "No need."
"If you are free, go home and accompany him."
He was fiddling with the gift box, and he said a lot: "Dad, Mingli is different from me."
Fu Zhen shook his hand irritably: "Understood, I will go home to see him when I have time next year."
"By the time… "
Fu Zhen's words were only half finished.
"Brother, brother, mom is introducing a boyfriend to Brother Shen Qi!" The atmosphere between the two was a little dull, and suddenly Fu Mingli's anxious voice was interrupted.
Fu Mingyuan frowned.
He caught Fu Mingli who rushed in.
Fu Zhen strives to be a transparent person.
It is related to his wife, and he dares not get involved.
"Brother, I just heard that Mom said to introduce a boyfriend to Brother Shen Qi." Fu Mingli hugged Fu Mingyuan's arm and repeated what he just said.
Fu Mingyuan's brows furrowed even tighter.
"She also said that brother, you are boring..."
The only person who answered Fu Mingli was his brother's indifferent back.
Only then did Fu Zhen move, grabbed his younger son's head and touched it twice: "I will sue."
Fu Mingli stiffened for a while before letting his father continue to hug him.
in the living room.
Fu Mingyuan silently pulled up Shen Qi's arm.
Jiang Chuyao, who was telling Shen Qi what she knew about Fu Mingyuan's childhood, snorted.
"It's not enough to talk for a while? How can you be as virtuous as your father?"
Shen Qi stood up obediently and was held by Fu Mingyuan.
Directly intertwined.
Jiang Chuyao was still a little unhappy at first, but seeing the eldest son's appearance, she covered her face and turned her head away with an expressionless expression: "Go back to your room quickly, come down to eat at seven o'clock, if you don't come down, you won't eat it, There will be hot dishes for you in the kitchen."
Fu Mingyuan's footsteps paused and he didn't say a word.
On the contrary, Shen Qi grabbed Fu Mingyuan's arm with one hand, rubbed his head against the other's shoulder and turned his lips: "Okay, Mom."
The expression on Jiang Chuyao's face became more excited, and she waved vigorously at Shen Qi.
Fu Mingyuan lived in the old house for a period of time when he was a child, and then went to the city after going to school and bought a house near the school.
After graduating, I bought a house where I am now.
In the past, Fu Zhen and Jiang Chuyao seldom came back. Fu Mingyuan and Fu Mingli were in the city for Chinese New Year and would not come back.
The old house is too big, and there is no human touch.
The bedroom was still the same as when he was a child, but the bed was replaced with a larger double bed. It was estimated that Jiang Chuyao had someone change it some time ago.
There was also a bed of roses sprinkled on the bed.
At first glance, it is Jiang Chuyao's handwriting.
As soon as Shen Qi entered the bedroom, all his strength was on Fu Mingyuan.
"It's a bit like a wedding room, brother~"
His tone was a little lazy, not as serious as when he was talking to Jiang Chuyao just now.
Coming to Fu Mingyuan's exclusive territory, the tight string in his mind suddenly loosened.
Fu Mingyuan put one hand around his shoulder and rubbed his fingertips on his shoulder. He took off his coat after entering the door, and was now wearing a sweater and shirt.
When his eyes fell on the red quilt in the bedroom, Fu Mingyuan was also slightly startled.
Shen Qi laughed even more happily, pulled Fu Mingyuan's neckline and walked backwards by himself, until he sat down on the edge of the bed, making Fu Mingyuan bend down slightly and look at him.
"Does rounding count as married? Brother?" Shen Qi rubbed Fu Mingyuan's feet twice, took off his shoes, and sat on the bed with his legs in a figure-eight shape, looking up at each other with his head raised.
Fu Mingyuan stared at him, and was silent for a while before answering, "It doesn't count."
Shen Qi snorted.
Fu Mingyuan reached out and crushed the orange stain on his lips.
Jiang Chuyao peeled it just now, but Shen Qi couldn't hold back her enthusiasm and ate one.
"My mother introduced you to a boyfriend." Fu Mingyuan stared at him like this, half-squinting his eyes, there was no smile on his face, he seemed to be very serious.
Shen Qi propped himself up with the strength of his knees and straightened his upper body: "Yes, brother, she said that there are many boys who are more handsome than you, more funny than you, and more humorous than you..."
Before he could finish speaking, he was kissed by Fu Mingyuan.
The kiss this time was probably a bit more fierce because it was at his own house.
The bedroom door was suddenly locked.
Makes a clicking sound.
Jiang Chuyao tiptoed downstairs.
Fu Zhen clasped his younger son's head with one hand, with a helpless expression: "Is this really good?"
Jiang Chuyao snorted coldly: "Hmph, do you want my son to end his CN status when he gets married?"
Fu Zhen covered Fu Mingli's ears again: "It depends on the willingness..."
Fu Mingli: …
It's not that I can't hear you, are you really good to me and my brother or Brother Shen Qi
Jiang Chuyao rolled her eyes and didn't want to talk to Fu Zhen anymore.
Her son is as conservative as her husband.
Fortunately, she has the foresight, she has everything ready, and it is a big new year, next year is coming soon, what a good time!
In the bedroom, Shen Qi opened his eyes and looked at the locked door.
Fu Mingyuan released him, reached out and wiped the corner of his lower lip: "My mother."
Shen Qi snorted, and simply pulled Fu Mingyuan's collar and fell back.
"Brother, do you have a New Year's gift?"
Fu Mingyuan's breathing became a little unstable.
Shen Qi's lips were a little swollen and red.
The corners of his eyes were faintly watery.
Rather, he himself was mindful.
The process of unpacking the gifts was a little intense.
After all, it's a New Year's gift, and it's something Xiao has been thinking about for a long time.
The outer packaging of the gift was slowly unwrapped one by one.
When the gift was completely exposed, Fu Mingyuan couldn't help but hug the gift up.
Although I had seen it before, it was the first time to open a gift with such a purpose.
The gift is also a little impatient to see its own owner, pulling the other party's outer packaging and tearing it down.
When the owner's package was torn open, the lollipop inside was exposed, which was much larger than the average lollipop size.
Gift touched the lollipop again.
"Be nice? Huh?" Fu Mingyuan clasped the back of Shen Qi's head and followed his hair.
Shen Qi didn't say anything.
The equipment for making medicine in the room is also very complete. First, there is water, and then a film is put on the stick for making medicine.
I added a little more water because I was afraid the medicine would hurt.
Fortunately, the air conditioner was on and the temperature was high.
The medicine itself is also hot.
At the beginning, I just touched the mouth of the medicine tentatively with a small stick. I felt that the mouth of the medicine was acceptable, so I put a few small sticks in it and slowly pounded the medicine.
The medicine was dripping with juice, and I don't know if it was the water or the medicine itself.
The room was slowly filled with the scent of medicine.
When the time was right, I changed to a big stick, first lightly crushed the mouth of the medicine, and then lightly and hard.
The juice of the medicine is more and more.
The force of pounding the medicine is also increasing.
When it touched something, the medicine dish vibrated violently.
The person who made the medicine was a little stunned, but he didn't stop making the medicine, and started to go to the place where the medicine dish could vibrate.
This trick is also about skill.
The person who made the medicine slowly figured out the doorway, and instead of exerting force, he slowed down.
A little lighter, a little heavier.
The medicine started flowing again.
Tears leaked from the corners of Shen Qi's eyes, and his fingers grabbed Fu Mingyuan's shoulders, turning white in the light.
"No way, brother~"
His voice was hoarse.
Fu Mingyuan kissed his forehead: "Be good."
Just to comfort him blindly.
Shen Qi began to regret that he said that he had not implemented the exercise before.
The phone on the bedside suddenly rang.
New Year's blessings come one after another.
Shen Qi was half-kneeling on the bed, with no strength in his hands.
I just feel like my waist is going to die.