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Chapter 703 Goodbye Fu Xin

And this time he came out in the morning not only by himself, but also with his wife and children.

"Two nights of chop suey soup and a bowl of soy milk!"

After standing still, Fu Ting said richly.

After hearing this, the other people who were drinking offal soup looked up at Fu Ting in surprise: "Hey, the poor scholar has money, so he is willing to bring his wife out?"

Hearing this, Fu Ting turned to look at the man: "I have nothing to say to you, a poor old man. I don't know a few big characters. I, Fu Ting, am a scholar. A well-written article can also make money."

"I only knew that Mr. Xu's family was looking for someone to write calligraphy, but a name is only [-] Wen, and you are willing to spend [-] Wen at once today."

At this moment, Fu Ting led his wife to sit down, and then picked up his son and put him beside his wife.

"Master Xu's family is the business of Master Xu's family. Besides Master Xu, if someone else invites me to write an article, it will naturally be another reward, but I have nothing to say to you. This is something you envy and can't envy."

After speaking, I just waited for the offal soup.

Fu Ting was talking over there, but before he finished speaking, he saw his son not only not afraid when he saw Chen Nian, a stranger, but giggled, and stretched out his hands to ask for a hug.

Chen Nian didn't participate in their topic, but just looked at Fu Xin from the sidelines, no matter how he looked at it, he thought it was cute, but he didn't expect that Fu Xin was so pitiful when he was a child.

At this time, someone beside him said: "Song Laosan, does your son still know the face?"

Chen Nian was not happy to hear this.

As soon as this remark came out, everyone laughed, and the street corner was filled with joy.

Fu Ting couldn't help admiring.

"Fu Xin, old and new are new, homophonic revival." Fu Ting replied, he said a few more words about Chen Nian. After all, he knew that Chen Nian had also read books, and he was much better than everyone else present. And he also learned from the housekeeper of Xu's house that Chen Nian really wrote all the seventeen kinds of names.

"Good name!"

And a higher level of praise can only be "you really pee farther than me".

Anyway, it was very simple for Song San to find a reason, at worst, he just said that he had saved some money before.

But everyone knows that this is really just bragging at dinner time.

As a result, as soon as Chen Nian stretched out his hand, his son let him hold him?
"Little brother, you are amazing!"

Others knew that Song San was bragging. After all, they all knew that Chen Nian was a little beggar picked up by Song San, and they recognized him as his son.

Hearing this, Chen Nian felt even more proud.

Can a beggar be admitted to fame?That's really laughing out loud!

Soon the miscellaneous soup was brought up, and seeing that there were no new customers coming, Chen Nian couldn't help coming to Fu Ting's side: "Is this your son?"

"What's your son's name?" Chen Nian asked again.

"It's really watery, how old is it?"

Patted Xiao Fuxin on the back, and said: "It seems that we are born brothers!"

Fu Ting stared dumbfounded at the scene in front of him. There were neighbors who visited his house before, but when Fu Xin saw them, he would hide immediately.

"Hey, the first half of my life was mediocre, just to obtain fame, so I was born late, but it is not too late for my son. I have already started teaching him to read, and I can let him after I pass the Jinshi exam. Study with peace of mind, when the time comes, our family and two Jinshi will definitely be able to revive my Fu family's lintel!"

Song Sanyi was full of pride when he talked about his picked-up son: "My son is amazing. If I hadn't been poor, I would have asked him to study more, and he would have passed the exam earlier than this poor scholar."

"Why is it enough to be a Jinshi? I think this kid's face is naturally noble. How about it, let's make a bet. If your son fails to be the number one scholar, I will take his head off and kick it for you!"

Song Sangong said with his hands, it seems that Chen Nian has really become a master of Juren.

After hearing this name, Chen Nian became energetic for a while, thinking that it is indeed so!

Fu Ting felt a little angry, but also felt a little funny.

At first, Fu Ting thought that Chen Nian was also teasing him, but staring into Chen Nian's eyes, he felt that the young man's eyes did not have any hint of ridicule, but he spoke very seriously, as if he could know the future.

Chen Nian couldn't help clapping his hands and said: "Don't say anything else, just call this name, your son will definitely be the top student in high school in the future!"

"Can we have our own discussions? I call you brother and your son brother. There is no conflict in this way. As for what you want to call your son at home, it is your own business."

"Don't waste your time. My son doesn't meet many strangers. He usually just plays at home. Don't scare him. If..."

"Two and a half years old." Fu Ting said.

And among men, counting you as good is already the highest level of praise.

"That's right, my wife gave birth to a big fat boy."

"Never forget, never forget!"

Song San on the side asked curiously: "Your son is only two and a half years old, aren't you 27 or [-]?"

But he definitely didn't dare to think about being the champion.

After speaking, he looked at Chen Nian expectantly, wanting to see how Chen Nian would react after hearing the name.

So he waved his hands again and again, and said with a modest smile: "There is no need to be like this, it is enough for him to be a Jinshi, but your vision is still good."

The others just laughed foolishly on the sidelines, and it was not easy for them to say some sarcastic words in front of their sons, but Fu Ting felt a little disdainful about their secret appearance.

But Fu Ting smiled: "What do I want your head for? It's scary, but I still have a good word from you."

But they were not as harsh on Song San as they were on Fu Ting.

Therefore, I would like to say a few more words with Chen Nian.

Hearing this, Fu Ting's face changed: "Wait a minute, what did you just say? I called you little brother, but you want to call my son brother and brother again? Now I am equal to my son?"

And Chen Nian also stretched out his hand and hugged him up, looking at Fu Ting proudly: "What did you just say?"

Now Song San's family and Fu Ting's family belong to a community of destiny, so naturally no one will tell this matter.

"Otherwise, each of our families will contribute some money, not to mention high school Jinshi, even if one of them can be recruited back, it will be a master of Juren. If Song Laosan is prosperous by then, don't forget us poor neighbors! !"

"Come on, let me give you a hug."

But it is also true that his son is obedient in the other party's arms.

It's just that Chen Nian was coaxing and coaxing and suddenly thought of something. In the dream space of the Great Xia Dynasty, he and Fu Xin were indeed brothers, but now he is holding Fu Xin in his arms again.

No matter how you think about it, it feels weird.

So he hugged Fu Xin like this for a while, and finally put Fu Xin down, mainly because he felt a little overwhelmed.

(End of this chapter)