Mrs. Shizi, she has excellent acting skills

Chapter 111 111 Drink too much

Fu Zhao knew that nothing could come out of Fu Qingxin's mouth, so he stopped asking.

Hearing Fu Zhao and Fu Wan talk, Fu Qingxin secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Her eyes couldn't help but drifted outside the door.

The men next door should still be drinking, and they can still hear Master Fu's voice persuading him to drink.

She thought of the bowl of sweet and sour fish with seasonings that she had made by herself. Although others would definitely not be able to see what was coming from it, she was still worried.

Don't be afraid of [-], just in case, if something is really discovered, then she will lose nothing.

Thinking of this, she scolded Gao Zicen again in her heart.

After an unknown amount of time, the sound of moving a chair sounded from the next door.

Fu Qing's heart moved, and she said to Cong: "Sister-in-law, it seems that the meal is ready."

"Okay, Zhao Zhao, you sit down, I'll go over and tidy up." Cong got up and went to the next door.

Aunt Kang followed naturally.

Fu Qingxin couldn't care so much at this time, so she went there with Aunt Kang.

Cong found out, and said, "Qingxin, what are you doing here? Go and talk to Zhaozhao."

Fu Qingxin said: "After a year, I will be a big girl. I want to clean up with my sister-in-law, and watch from the sidelines to learn more about being a daughter-in-law."

After hearing Fu Qingxin's explanation, Cong didn't say anything more, and asked Fu Qingxin to follow.

Next door, the men had finished eating and sat down at the desk.

Cong took Aunt Kang and Fu Qingxin to clear the dinner table.

Taking advantage of other people's inattention, Fu Qingxin quickly picked up the dish of sweet and sour fish.

This Gao Zicen could really eat, he had already eaten half of this fish.

After complaining in her heart, she hurried out and poured the sweet and sour fish into the slop bucket with her own hands before she felt relieved.

She let out a long breath and walked back slowly.

She just stood aside and watched Cong and Aunt Kang clean up the leftovers. She didn't want to do it at all, for fear that the oil on the table would stain her hands.

Her nails are still freshly painted.

When Cong was serving tea to Chen Feng, he could smell the strong smell of alcohol on Chen Feng's body.

It must have been during the meal just now that Master Fu made Chen Feng drink a lot of wine.

Cong was helpless and helpless.

After finishing her work, Mrs. Cong went back to the next door and told Fu Zhao.

"I see that the prince drank a lot of wine, why don't you take the prince to your yard for a lunch break. I often send someone to clean your yard, so you can go directly there." Cong suggested.

Fu Zhao frowned, "Why do you drink too much in broad daylight?"

Chen Feng isn't an alcoholic either, is he?
Cong sighed and said: "It must be my father's idea. Don't look at my father even growing a beard, but his temper has become more and more out of tune every year. It's still not good if there is no one around my father to take care of him. "

Fu Zhao agreed.

It was Mr. Fu's nonchalant temperament that caused the Fu family to almost collapse.

She really wanted to know what kind of mood Master Fu had when he brought the disaster home.

"I see, I'll go right away." Fu Zhao got up after speaking.

Fu Zhao went to the next door, only to see that the men next door were drinking tea again.

I was a little surprised to see her coming.

Fu Shaonian asked: "Zhao Zhao, what's the matter?"

Fu Zhao replied: "I'm a little sleepy and want to go back to my yard to have a rest. I'll ask the prince if you want to come with me."

After finishing speaking, Fu Zhao looked at Chen Feng with a smile on his face.

Chen Feng paused the hand holding the tea bowl, "Okay, I want to change my clothes too."

Chen Feng followed Fu Zhao and left.

Master Fu drank a lot of wine, and now his head started to hurt.

He let out a cry, and let the servant girl help him back to rest.

Only Fu Shaonian and Gao Zicen were left.

Fu Shaonian put down the tea bowl in his hand, and quietly said: "Everyone is gone, what are you looking at?"

Gao Zicen looked away calmly, his expression was a little lonely.

Fu Shaonian also watched Fu Zhao and Gao Zicen grow up. He could tell that Gao Zicen treated Fu Zhao differently than he treated others.

If it hadn't been for the Dingbei Houfu's sudden visit to ask for marriage, Fu Shaonian and the Cong family would have started to think about Gao Zicen.

Suddenly, Gao Zicen coughed violently, Fu Shaonian was startled, and quickly patted him on the back.

It took a long while before Gao Zicen stopped coughing.

He frowned, sure enough, something was wrong with what he ate.

"What's wrong? What's wrong?" Fu Shaonian asked with concern.

"It's nothing, cousin, I'll go back first." Gao Zicen left in a hurry.

Seeing Gao Zicen leaving in a hurry, Fu Shaonian was even more surprised.

It was rare for him to see Gao Zicen's unmannered behavior.

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Fu Zhao led Chen Feng to the courtyard where he lived when he was not out of the cabinet. Even she came here for the first time after being reborn.

Looking at the exact same decoration as in memory, her eyes were moistened.

Back here, the second happiest is Liang Sui.

Liangsui couldn't hide her smile anymore, she took Siqi to the cabinet, and took out the quilt from the cabinet.

Smell it, and it smells like sunshine.

Liangsui was even more excited, "It must have just been exposed."

The Fu family cared about Fu Zhao very much, Liangsui was even happier, and felt the feeling of being honored.

Liangsui and Siqi made the bed together, while Chen Feng stood by the wall, looking at a painting hanging on the wall.

In the painting, in the center of the flowers is a young girl in pink clothes. The girl is sitting on a swing, and the skirt draws a beautiful arc.

The girl smiled happily, her eyes curved like crescent moons, which made everyone who watched the painting feel happy.

Chen Feng recognized it at a glance, this is Fu Zhao when he was young.

Fu Zhao noticed that Chen Feng had been standing there for a long time, so she walked over.

Seeing the old self, Fu Zhao couldn't help smiling.

Chen Feng raised the corner of his mouth and whispered softly: "It would be great if I could get to know you sooner."

Fu Zhao didn't hear what Chen Feng was saying clearly, so he asked, "What did you say?"

"Nothing." Chen Feng looked at the painting again, and asked casually, "Who drew this for you?"

"Oh, my cousin helped me draw it. At that time, he was learning to draw, so he insisted on drawing one for me." Recalling the past, Fu Zhao's smile was pure and lively.

Chen Feng squinted his eyes, as if he had never seen Fu Zhao who smiled so effortlessly.

He thought of the man at the banquet just now, that man must be the cousin Fu Zhao was talking about.

Fu Zhao and her cousin should be in frequent contact, so they are so familiar.

An inexplicable jealousy grew in Chen Feng's heart, mixed with a little anger and jealousy.

Fu Zhao didn't notice it, she didn't want to look at it after watching it for a while, and pulled Chen Feng's sleeve, "The bed is already made, go and rest."

"Ah."

Fu Zhao personally changed Chen Feng's clothes and waited for him to rest.

When Chen Feng fell asleep, Fu Zhao stood up.

(End of this chapter)