After waking up, the supernatural boss was pampered by his wife

Chapter 68 He Can't Be Depressed Anymore

An Muxue shook her head, "Forget it, before I can't remember who my family is, even if they did, I don't know if it's true."

Hearing this, Aunt Yan also nodded, "It's true, if you find an enemy, it will be troublesome."

An Muxue's expression changed slightly, and Aunt Yan quickly changed her words, "That's not what I mean, what I mean is that as good as you are, the people around you should not be so bad, in case there is any misunderstanding between you... ..."

Before Aunt Yan finished speaking, An Muxue smiled, "I understand what you mean, and that's what I'm worried about."

"Hey." Sister-in-law Yan responded, grabbed the little fish and walked into the open-air kitchen next to her.

At this time, Xiaojie took out the broken newspapers that were pressed by stones on the ground and began to read them.

An Muxue walked over, supported his little head with one hand, and her eyes fell on the newspaper, "Aren't you illiterate, can you understand newspapers?"

"I can't read it, so I only look at the pictures on it. Look at this man, he must be very powerful when he often appears in newspapers. I want to be a person like him when I grow up."

An Muxue looked along his fingers, and there was a handsome man in the newspaper with a chip the size of a thumb on his neck, sharp eyes, and carved facial features.

Really handsome.

But for some reason, she actually had an inexplicable feeling about this man in her heart, as if she had known him before.

Next to it is his name, Fu Yunting.

An Muxue murmured softly, it was a very familiar name.

But I just can't remember where I've seen it.

Xiaojie rested his chin on his hands and looked at the man adoringly. An Muxue got up and walked out the door. Mrs. Yan was making soup with those small fish. There was no complicated seasoning, but the original fresh fragrance of the fish soup had already wafted over. .

An Muxue took a deep breath, almost drooling, "It smells so good, Mrs. Yan, your craftsmanship is really good."

Sister-in-law Yan glanced back at her, and continued to fiddle with the things in her hands, "There is no such thing as craftsmanship, but the country people deal with it casually. We are poor here, and we don't have any seasonings. The soup we make is all original."

"That's safe and delicious." An Muxue stepped forward, took another deep breath, and turned to look at Aunt Yan after satisfying her greed, "By the way, Aunt Yan, where did you rescue me from?"

"It's from the stream outside, isn't that where you caught fish just now?"

"Xiaoxi?" An Muxue was a little surprised.

Sister-in-law Yan quickly smiled, waved her hand and said, "Look at my brain, it's the lake at the end of the creek. When I was going to see my son off a few days ago, I passed by there and saw you lying by the lake. brought you back."

An Muxue suddenly realized and nodded, "So, I have been sleeping for many days?"

"No more, no less, exactly half a month." Aunt Yan began to wash the mushrooms in her hands, and said melancholy, "It's been half a month, and I don't know how my son is doing in the city and whether he can adapt."

"It's okay, the child always has to go out and venture out, so that he will know how much he is capable of."

An Muxue stepped forward to comfort her, but also murmured in her heart, she had been in a coma for half a month, if she really had a family member, she would have gone mad with anxiety.

But in the past half a month, there has been no news from Mrs. Yan. Is it because the village is too backward and blocked, or is it because no one is looking for her at all?
But at this moment, Jiangcheng, the Fu family, was shrouded in gloom.

Fu Yunchu stood at the door with a bowl of soup in his hand. After some hesitation, he opened the door and went in.

It was already noon, and the heavy curtains were still drawn together. The room was very dark, and only that figure could be seen squatting on the ground.

There are beer bottles scattered all over the side, and there is nothing else in the room except the smell of alcohol.

"Brother." Fu Yunchu stepped forward to look at the emaciated brother, his eyes turned red, "You can't go on like this. My sister-in-law hasn't been found yet, and it's not good news. We should stay at home." Wait for her to come back."

Fu Yunting was haggard and blurred, and he knew that these words were just Yunchu's words to comfort him.

Half a month has passed, Kangchang Lake is so big, let alone a person, even if an elephant falls, it will be eaten up by the fish in the lake.

The chance of survival is almost zero.

Although the search and rescue is still going on, his heart has been so cold that a layer of ice has formed.

"You go out, I want to be alone."

Fu Yunting rested his head on the bed, Wei An curled up, looking so helpless.

"Brother." Fu Yunchu was in tears, "You can't continue to be so decadent, we still have a family business to operate, do you know how much pressure our Fu family has endured in the past half month, Gu Kun has been outside to manage but it's too obvious that he can't do what he wants, he hasn't slept in three days, bro..."

Fu Yunting paused for a moment, then turned his head slightly.

Fu Yunchu put the soup aside, stepped forward and opened the curtains, and the dazzling light shone into the room. Fu Yunting hadn't felt the warmth of the sun for a long time.

And when Fu Yunchu turned around, her heart was about to break.

This is still her handsome and suave elder brother.

With messy hair like a chicken coop and an unshaven beard, he is simply a beggar wandering on the street.

Fu Yunting slowly raised his hand, and the warm light fell into his palm.

The soup next to it was swaying with warm smoke. In the past half month, Fu Yunchu made him a bowl every day, but he never tasted it.

But what Fu Yunchu said just now made him wake up like a dream.

He can't continue to be decadent like this, even if there is no one around him, he still has a family and a family business, and a younger sister, and there are more things waiting for him to do.

If he fell, the entire Fu family, including his beloved sister, would definitely follow him.

Before his parents died, he promised them that they would take good care of Yunchu. If something happened to Fu Yunchu, he would have no face to meet his parents.

Thinking of this, Fu Yunting slowly raised his hand to pick up the bowl of soup.

The fragrance is long and deep, and the entrance is warm. He hasn't felt this feeling for a long time.

When Fu Yunchu saw this scene, a smile slowly appeared on his tear-stained face.

……

After lunch, An Muxue helped Aunt Yan to tidy up the room.

I didn't know if I didn't clean it up, but when I cleaned it up, I found a thick stack of newspapers in the room.

According to Mrs. Yan, these newspapers were picked up from the trash when she went to the provincial capital.

Although I don't know how to read, but after the eldest son has been sent to school, he can read to her when he returns.

An Muxue felt uncomfortable when she heard this.

Looking at the simple and honest Mrs. Yan and the cute Xiaojie, an idea came to mind.

"Let me teach Xiaojie how to read."

When Mrs. Yan heard this, her jaw dropped to the floor in shock, "Girl, you...do you know how to read?"

(End of this chapter)