"When Yuanyuan grows up to my brother's size, I can eat two bowls with my brother! But we have already had lunch, and now Mom and Dad will make us small biscuits and egg tarts. Yuanyuan can eat two egg tarts later, okay? !"
As soon as he talked to Yuanyuan, Tuantuan's lip service slipped away.
Yuanyuan seemed to think about it seriously, nodded and said the word "good" that she had just learned.
Lin Nuan was amused by the two children: "Can they really understand each other's words?!"
Fu Huai'an smiled and shook his head: "I don't know."
As soon as he finished answering, Fu Huai'an's cell phone placed in the corner of the kitchen counter rang
Fu Huai'an took a look, took out a tissue, wiped his hands and put it on his ear: "What's wrong with Xiao Lu?!"
Fu Huai'an didn't go to the company for a while, the company's affairs were sorted out by Xiao Lu, and then brought to Fu's residence at night for Fu Huai'an to deal with.
Meetings are also held in the form of video conferencing.
"Sir, a lawyer who claimed to be Mr. Jiang Jincheng contacted me and asked me to tell you that your biological father, Mr. Jiang Chengyuan, has passed away. He left a will and left all the inheritance to Young Master Tuantuan. As a guardian, you need to go through it. formalities."
Hearing this news, Fu Huai'an was slightly startled.
Although Fu Huai'an didn't have much affection for Jiang Chengyuan, when he suddenly heard the news of Jiang Chengyuan's death, his heart inevitably fluctuated...
This is probably the magic of blood relationship.
"Sir..." Xiao Lu didn't hear Fu Huai'an's answer. He originally wanted to say something about Fu Huai'an's safety, but he felt that Fu Huai'an hadn't contacted his biological father for many years. In the past, Xiao Lu heard Fu Huai'an's mother's death mentioned, so He didn't say the word mourning, but said, "Why don't I go to Jincheng to handle this matter?!"
Fu Huai'an lowered his eyes, and replied in a low voice: "I will handle this matter myself, you can work with peace of mind."
"Good sir."
After hanging up the phone, Lin Nuan turned around and asked Fu Huai'an, who was using a mold to shape small biscuits: "What's wrong?! Did something happen?!"
Fu Huai'an smiled at Lin Nuan, glanced at the two children who were still talking solemnly, and said with a smile: "Small things..."
Fu Huai'an washed his hands again and came back to knead the biscuit dough.
Lin Nuan knew that Fu Huai'an had something to do, but she was afraid that it would be hard to tell in front of the two children, so she didn't ask again.
When he was a child, Fu Huai'an didn't have expectations for his father's love, he had... But after being disappointed many times, Fu Huai'an no longer expected it.
Perhaps it is because of his childhood experience that he has been working hard to be a well-rounded father. At least he wants to let the two children know every day that their father... loves them deeply.
When Fu Huai'an looked at the two children, the two children also happened to look at Fu Huai'an.
The pupils of a child are pure and clean as if they have been washed, full of healing.
The corners of Fu Huai'an's lips curled up, and he asked Tuantuan: "Would you like to try making biscuits with biscuit molds?!"
"Can I?!" Tuantuan stood up and was full of surprises.
The corners of Lin Nuan's lips curled up: "Of course, Mom will teach you by the side!"
Fu Huai'an washed his hands and picked up his daughter, stepped on a small stool and stood next to Liu Li, imitating Lin Nuan's example, using a mold to press on the dough cake, and when the mold was removed, it would look like a small biscuit.
Tuantuan smiled happily, raised her head and asked Yuanyuan who was held in Fu Huai'an's arms: "Yuanyuan... What kind of biscuit do you want to eat, brother will make it for you!"
Yuanyuan stared at the small biscuit mold, stretched out her chubby white hands to grab and grab what she wanted in the air.
"This?!" Tuantuan picked up a mold and asked.
Yuanyuan still made that grasping movement, and Tuantuan picked up the little bear's mold again: "This?!"
Yuanyuan snatched the mold and put it in her mouth. Lin Nuan hurriedly snatched the mold off and patted Yuanyuan's forehead with a smile: "What a snack, this is not a biscuit. After the exam, I will eat it for you obediently." ?!"
Seeing her mother, Yuanyuan stretched out her little paw to her again: "Hold... hold... hold..."
There was no dinner, Lin Nuan could only hug Yuanyuan and watch Fu Huai'an and Tuantuan father and son making biscuits together.
That day, Tuantuan and Yuanyuan had a great time playing, and before the biscuits were baked, the two children had already fallen asleep on the sofa.
Lin Nuan and Fu Huai'an put the child upstairs, and after coming out of the children's room, Lin Nuan asked Fu Huai'an if something happened when he was baking cakes in the kitchen today.
Lin Nuan took Fu Huai'an's arm and looked up at Fu Huai'an.
Fu Huai'an smiled, put his hand on the back of Lin Nuan's head, kissed her on the forehead, and poured his careful little wife into his arms, saying: "There is news from Jincheng that...Jiang Chengyuan has passed away."
Lin Nuan was startled...
Jiang Chengyuan, Fu Huai'an's biological father.
Lin Nuan didn't say a word, wrapping her hands around Fu Huai'an's narrow waist, stroking his strong and broad back.
Fu Huai'an smiled softly: "I'm fine..."
Lin Nuan hugged Fu Huai'an even harder: "Then... shall we go to Jincheng?!"
"You and the child won't go, I'll go..." Fu Huai'an said.
Lin Nuan raised her head and looked at Fu Huai'an, her eyes were worried, but that was Fu Huai'an's biological father...how could Lin Nuan stop it.
"I'll go and come back quickly!" Fu Huai'an gathered Lin Nuan's shattered hair behind his ears, and whispered, "You take care of the two children."
Lin Nuan nodded, put her small hand on the back of Fu Huai'an's big hand, tilted her head and kissed Fu Huai'an's palm lightly, and asked, "When are you leaving?!"
"Go on the day of the funeral and come back the same day."
…
That night, Fu Huai'an suffered from insomnia.
He hugged the sleeping Lin Nuan in his arms, and looked sideways out of the window...
Fu Huai'an's memory of Jiang Chengyuan was somewhat unreal, and the more he thought about it, the more blurred it became.
Those memories seemed to disappear in Fu Huai'an's mind with Jiang Chengyuan's death.
Early the next morning, when the two children were still sleeping, Lin Nuan took Fu Huai'an to the door. After tidying up Fu Huai'an's shirt collar, he repeatedly told Fu Huai'an to be careful.
Fu Huai'an nodded with a smile, lowered his head to kiss Lin Nuan's lips and her forehead, and hugged her in his arms: "I'll be home before dinner at the latest."
"What do you want to eat?!" Lin Nuan raised her head from Fu Huai'an's arms and asked with a smile, "I'll prepare it tonight, and Tuantuan will help."
"I love to eat whatever you do!" Fu Huai'an's words were not perfunctory.
Lin Nuan smiled and nodded, "Okay."
Departing from Fu's house early in the morning, it was past ten o'clock when Fu Huai'an arrived in Jincheng.
Because Jiang Ming'an was a close friend of Xie Jingqiu and his group, Xie Jingqiu and Su Nian, who never liked to appear in public, also came to Jiang Chengyuan's funeral.
Tang Xiyou and Jiaxin, Feng Yuan, Ran Dongsheng, Lu Yunhang and Qin Xiaofan, Ji Zibai and Xie Jingqian, and Lu Yunfan were all here.
(end of this chapter)