The popsicle was finally taken away by Fu Zheng when it was about to melt, and the paper clothes could not cover the melted water inside, so it was sticky and sticky all over his butt. After doing some, he felt as if a layer of sugar that was about to melt was on his buttocks. He got up in pain and ran to the bathroom to wipe his buttocks.
Le Tian: ... He really convinced Fu Zheng's brain.
Fu Zheng threw the popsicle back and saw no one on the bed, so he walked in calmly. The room was not big, so he couldn't go anywhere.
In the bathroom, Le Tian was bending over and struggling to take off his pants. The pants were stained with sugar and salt water and his buttocks were lingering and refused to separate.
A pair of big hands suddenly grabbed the edge of his underwear and quickly peeled it off. Because of the extremely fast speed, Le Tian only hurt for a moment, then turned to Fu Zheng and said, "Fourth Uncle, why are you back again?"
Fu Zheng thought to himself that he didn't say no, he stared at his butt and said, "What's wrong? Want to pee?"
Le Tian blushed slowly, "No, it's too sticky on the butt."
Fu Zheng understood, he had just wiped Lotte's butt, and his palm was also sticky.
"Then wash up."
Le Tian stood leaning on the wall, his lower body naked, and Fu Zheng sat behind him scooping water. Suddenly, he remembered a picture he had seen before. At the entrance of the alley, a boy of seven or eight years old was standing there, surrounded by adults. The ladle poured water all over his head and face, and the child took a bath with a smile on his face.
Fu Zheng became playful, and the ladle of lukewarm water he scooped up didn't splash on Le Tian's butt as planned, but all on Le Tian's back.
Le Tian was just a little imaginative, and poured a ladle of warm water on his body with a 'wow'. He turned around in astonishment, and seeing Fu Zheng's face with a mocking smile again, he couldn't bear it anymore, and kicked Fu Zheng in the stomach.
Fu Zheng's copper-skinned and iron-framed body did nothing wrong with He Letian's soft kick, but He Letian yelled "Ouch" because he lost his balance and fell into the slippery bathroom.
Fu Zheng laughed out loud, he found it funny when he saw He Letian deflated, probably because a person like He Letian who would never admit defeat on the spiritual level often succumbed to physical pain made him find it very contrasting and funny.
Fu Zheng laughed for a while, then lowered his head in a feigned expression of concern and asked, "You didn't hurt from the fall, did you?"
Le Tian lay on the ground, both ashamed and angry, his round eyes glared at Fu Zheng desperately.
The more he stared fiercely, the more Fu Zheng laughed. After laughing for a while, he still helped him up and sat on his lap. Since He Letian's hip was still injured, Fu Zheng only let his thigh sit up, Holding He Letian's back to keep him in a suspended balance, he hugged him like a son, and said with a smile, "Are you angry because I was joking with you?"
Le Tian was speechless, his whole body was wet, "Fourth Uncle, can you stop messing around?"
When he saw Fu Zheng at first, he thought Fu Zheng was a well-established Confucian general with a majestic and cold face. Later, he found out that he was an illiterate true face and thought it was funny. Looking at him now, he is not only illiterate, but also full of vicious humor. He likes to see him make a fool of himself. It seems that there is a face all over the body, which is quite serious.
Fu Zheng smiled, picked up the ladle in his hand and scooped water from the bathtub next to him, "Stand still, I promise not to make trouble this time."
Le Tian stood up straight and turned around in doubt, and warm water was poured slowly from his buttocks, at a very slow speed, so that his fragile buttocks would not be injured twice. After pouring three times like this, Fu Zheng touched He Letian's buttocks. Butt, because he has touched it several times, and he feels it quite naturally, "It's still sticky, can I give you some soap?"
Le Tian: I didn't expect to pick up soap in the bathroom with Fu Zheng so soon, and I'm a little excited when I think about it.
Lotte let out an 'hmm' in a low voice.
Fu Zheng took the soap from the bathtub and smelled it. The faint scent of jasmine made him frowned, feeling that it was not suitable for He Letian.
The mellow soap slowly frothed, and Fu Zheng wrote the few words he knew—his name—into the dense foam on He Letian's buttocks with great interest.
It was quite troublesome to write, Fu Zheng staggered and fell to the ground to write, He Letian asked doubtfully, "Fourth Uncle, what are you doing?"
"Wash it clean for you, it's very sticky." Fu Zheng lied calmly.
Because of his behavior of writing on He Letian's buttocks, He Letian's buttocks became more and more foamy. Fu Zheng moved his neck back and took a look, thinking that He Letian's buttocks seemed to have a white cap on his head. Wig, smiled contentedly - of course, quietly, without He Letian's discovery.
"Fourth Uncle, are you done washing?" He Letian said sullenly.
Fu Zheng pursed his lips, and blew the foam on He Letian's butt playfully, "Okay."
For such a small pain, Fu Zheng 'cared' about He Letian for a long time, and the relationship with He Letian has been shortened a lot. Of course, it is his unilateral speculation, because He Letian is a very polite young man, No matter to him or to A Guan, they are all the same polite and polite, even though he is the chief culprit who caused He Letian's pain.
Regarding He Letian's generosity of not holding grudges, Fu Zheng also deeply reflected on his own mistakes, thinking that a milk doll like He Letian has such a broad mind, might he be a little harsh on He Letian, so he mercifully asked Let He Letian go back, or send him back in person.
"Nephew He Xian," Fu Zheng said cordially with a dignified and handsome face, "When you go home, you have to come to Fu's residence often, Tianxian... is still young, and your marriage will be held in two years. "
Two years of probation was already a big concession for Fu Zheng. Besides, two years is too long, and there are many things that can happen. Le Tian gave him a meaningful look, "Okay."
Fu Zheng was quite satisfied. He disciplined He Letian for more than a month, and after only hitting him once, he obeyed He Letian's teachings. Could such a family management method not be called brilliant
He Baiwei looked forward to the stars and the moon, burned incense and prayed to Buddha every day, hoping that Fu Zheng would go away, but he didn't expect Fu Zheng to go away, but he hoped that Fu Zheng would come.
"Master, Commander Fu is here." The servant came into the teahouse and knew it with a panicked expression.
He Baiwei was startled at first, and then a surge of courage grew in his heart, his grandma's Fu Zheng, at worst... his son would be the door-to-door son-in-law.
He Baiwei admitted that he really had no guts in front of Fu Zheng.
He went out with a smile all over his face. As soon as He Baiwei saw Fu Zheng getting out of the car, he cried out in pain. Fu Zheng's face had a strong majesty. If he didn't smile, he looked like the king of Hades, but when he smiled, he was more terrifying than the king of hell. .
Fu Zheng turned sideways after getting out of the car, and said to the inside of the car, "Nephew, you're home."
Le Tian bowed his waist and slid out like a fish. As soon as He Baiwei saw his figure, he immediately stepped forward and hugged him excitedly, "Son!"
Le Tian was hugged tightly by He Baiwei, almost out of breath, and patted He Baiwei on the shoulder, "Dad, please be more reserved."
He Baiwei didn't care about being reserved and decent, and tears flowed from mung bean-sized eyes, "Son, Dad misses you so much."
Fu Zheng looked at the father and son embracing with his hands behind his back, without saying a word, the light in his eyes accidentally collided with He Baiwei, He Baiwei was startled, he woke up instantly, let go of his hands embarrassingly, and said to Fu Zheng: "Commander Fu... want to go in for tea?"
"No need, the military is busy." Fu Zheng said to He Letian, "Nephew, I'm leaving."
He Letian nodded, "Fourth uncle, go slowly."
He Baiwei glanced at He Letian, fourth uncle? Is this a marriage affair
Fu Zheng patted the leather glove on his palm twice, wanted to say something but didn't say anything, waved his hand boringly and got into the car.
After the car started, Fu Zheng looked back through the window, He Baiwei and He Letian hugged each other again.
Fu Zheng turned his face away, feeling very uncomfortable: "I'm not familiar with it."
Fu Mingfeng felt that Fu Zheng's speech was absurd. He Baiwei had raised He Letian for eighteen years, while Fu Zheng had only raised He Letian for a month and even beat him up. How could this be compared
There was no one in the family, and Fu Zheng's life was empty in an instant. He tried to talk to Fu Tianxian. Fu Tianxian knew a lot of words and read a little, but he was still timid and his voice was soft. Much lighter, Fu Zheng listened patiently for a long time without hearing anything, and left angrily, confirming his theory once again.
Boys are much more fun than girls.
The empty Fu Zheng took the phonograph to play music, he was very proficient now, he hummed a little tune with the female voice coming from the phonograph, and finally he felt a little better.
There was a stalemate in Suinan. Those who had soldiers in their hands were unwilling to be the vanguard. The vanguard was sent to die. Who would be willing? We had meetings several times, drank wine several times, and did not discuss any results.
So Fu Zheng's life became more leisurely.
Le Tian was very happy to return to the He family. After getting along with Fu Zheng, he vaguely felt that Fu Zheng meant to raise him as his son, and so did Fu Tianxian. If he stayed for a while, he would really become the son-in-law of the Fu family. It would be good for Fu Zheng to bring him back, because distance creates beauty.
He Baiwei hadn't seen his son for a long time, and he kept picking up food for He Letian, "How about it, is Mr. Fu making things difficult for you? You call him Fourth Uncle, does that mean you've accepted this marriage?"
Le Tian said calmly: "It's a strategy to slow down the army."
He Baiwei smiled and gave his son a thumbs up, "Amazing, as expected of my son!"
Le Tian rested at home for two days, and hurried to work at the newspaper office. He didn't go to the newspaper office for more than a month, and only asked Fu Mingfeng to report his safety once. Now he doesn't know what's going on at the newspaper office. Zheng had a lot of fun bickering every day.
As soon as the people passed by, the small office was locked and no one was there.
Letian was dumbfounded, "System, shouldn't our newspaper office be cold?"
The system thought he had completely forgotten, "It's not cool, but it's almost there."
He Letian didn't know that he stayed in Fu's house. Before that, the police station arrested people everywhere, including Zhang Qianyi and Chen Lele. Chen Lele was a girl with money in her family. Her parents gave money to him and released her. She wanted to bring Zhang Qianyi with her, but her parents refused, fearing that people would gossip.
Zhang Qianyi is from an ordinary family. He has been in prison for several days.
Letian was very annoyed, this Zhang Qianyi was considered He Letian's best friend, so he hurried to the police station to find someone, but the police station only had one deputy chief, saying that he couldn't make the decision.
Le Tian hurriedly said: "This bureau chief, please do me a favor, money is not a problem."
The deputy director didn't know He Letian, and He Letian didn't declare his family background, he just said he used money to redeem people. The deputy director saw that he was a rich man, and said gently: "Young master, it's not that I don't want to be with you. I really can’t let go of this business.”
The students released a batch, and those with money hurried over to redeem a batch. The police station was almost empty, and the few left were used as a model to scare others and monkeys. The deputy director didn't think it was too much money, but he You can't let this person go, just can't let him go.
Le Tian wanted to get Fu Zheng out, but felt it was not good, so he said, "Then I'll meet someone first, okay?"
The deputy director was very happy with this level of accommodating, and let people in after accepting He Letian's silver dollars.
When Le Tian saw Zhang Qianyi, he almost didn't dare to recognize him. Zhang Qianyi lost a lot of weight, and his original round face became a standard melon-seeded face. When he saw He Letian, he rushed in and grabbed him. Fence, crying bitterly: "Young Master He! You are here!"
Zhang Qianyi watched batch after batch of students be released from the bureau chief, and some others also left. He and a few other people with no money and power stayed here, and the atmosphere of waiting to die was very strong.
Zhang Qianyi refused to give up, he still had a glimmer of hope in his heart, if anyone could come to save him, it must be He Letian.
Now that He Letian really came, he wept with joy: "Young Master He, the kindness of saving your life is unforgettable, I will cover all your three meals a day in the future."
"Qianyi..." Le Tian frowned, his lips moved, "They still refuse to let him go."
Zhang Qianyi's ecstatic expression instantly froze and cooled down.
"But don't worry, I will rescue you out," Le Tian resolutely said, "You can stay at ease, I have already spent money to take care of it, and I won't make you suffer here."
Zhang Qianyi's froze expression came to life again, shed tears, and said with all his sincerity: "Le Tian, I really don't know how to repay you!"