Rose Manor

In the evening, Fu Jichen returned home. Shen Jia Nian had already changed into a dress. It was a white strapless satin dress with silver-white beads nailed on the skirt, which shone under the light. The stylist just left half an hour ago and put on Shen Jia Nian's hair and makeup.

The child Fu Sinian was wearing a black suit, polished leather shoes, and a black bow tie on the collar of his shirt. His hair was combed with some mousse, revealing a smooth and plump forehead. He put his hands in his trouser pockets and leaned against the armrest of the sofa. , looking like a little gentleman.

After taking a short rest, Fu Jichen took his wife and children to the hotel where the banquet was held.

In the car, Shen Jia Nian carefully warned Fu Sinian: "Don't run around when you get to the place later. Also, don't make a fuss about going home when you're bored."

Fu Sinian followed his father's example and leaned back on the chair, making an "OK" gesture to Shen Jianian. His handsome face was clearly childish, but he pretended to be mature.

"When your mother talks to you, respond well. This is basic courtesy." Fu Jichen seized the opportunity and set rules for him.

Fu Sinian cleared his throat and replied seriously: "I know."

Shen Jia Nian didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "What's wrong with you? You seem to have changed your temper."

"You don't understand." Fu Sinian crossed his arms and said seriously, "My dad is so powerful. I can't embarrass him when he goes out. I have to be more cautious."

It was okay not to explain. After hearing his explanation, Shen Jianian wanted to laugh even more: "Just be yourself. You are still young, so you don't have to think so much."

She didn't speak too bluntly, and being steady didn't mean pretending to be as mature as an adult.

When the car drove to the hotel, there were many luxury cars nearby. The doorman came over and opened the door and respectfully welcomed the people out of the car. Unexpectedly, the first person to climb out was a five or six-year-old baby.

After getting off the car, Fu Sinian straightened his tie and smiled reservedly at the doorman: "Thank you, brother."

The doorman wearing white gloves was stunned for a moment and smiled back: "You're welcome."

Then Mr. Fu got out of the car. He was wearing a pure black handmade suit, well-tailored, crisp and stylish, and made his figure extremely tall and slender.

After he got out of the car, he extended a hand toward the car.

Shen Jianian's hand with the wedding ring rested on his palm, and he held it gently. There was a ring of the same style on her ring finger.

The hem of the skirt was a bit long. When Shen Jia Nian landed on her high heels, there was still a piece of the skirt hanging on the edge of the car seat. Before she could reach out to lift it up, a small hand picked up the piece of fabric.

Shen Jianian looked over and saw that Fu Sinian bent down diligently, placed the skirt at her feet, raised his head and grinned at her: "Let's go, mom."

"Thank you, my baby." Shen Jianian smiled gently on her lips.

Fu Jichen bent his left arm and glanced at Shen Jianian's face. Shen Jianian understood, reached out to hold his arm, and walked up the steps covered with red carpet.

Fu Sinian followed the two of them, always paying attention to the hem of his mother's skirt to avoid accidentally stepping on it.

The gilded doors of the banquet hall opened to both sides, and a family of three entered. There were already many guests in the venue. Everyone followed the sound and were first amazed by the scene of handsome men and beautiful women. Then they saw a young man following the two people, and they all smiled.

The three of them got a lot of attention online yesterday, and they never expected to see the live version today.

Looking at Fu Jichen again, he is cold, cold and noble, but the image of him wearing red fox ears flashes in everyone's mind unconsciously, making it difficult to connect the two images.

Fu Jichen had keen observation skills and soon felt that the eyes that fell on him were intriguing. After thinking about it for a moment, he understood what was going on and looked away unnaturally.

There were elders who were close to the Fu family present. After Fu Jichen and his wife finished greetings, they jokingly said: "Just when I took a quick look, I thought it was Fu Da's wedding today. You two look too much like the groom and the bride." Just in time. Fu Sinian was holding up his mother's skirt from behind, playing the role of a flower girl.

Shen Jianian lowered his eyes slightly and glanced at himself and Fu Jichen. One was wearing a white dress and the other was wearing a black suit. It looked like they were holding a wedding.

Fu Jichen smiled and said to the elder: "Director Fang is the host today, so we won't steal the limelight."

Shen Jianian smiled in agreement.

She thought that Fu Si Nian would be uncomfortable in such an occasion, but she didn't know that he adapted faster than anyone else. When he saw the younger ones, he called him brother and sister, when he saw the older ones, he called uncle and uncle, and when he saw the older ones, he called grandma and grandpa. , making all the guests in the banquet hall circle around him and try their best to make him happy.

Facing the compliments pouring in from all directions, saying that she had taught her son well, Shen Jia Nian pursed her lips and smiled, thinking to herself, who would have thought that one second Fu Jichen said he would not steal the limelight, and the next second his son would steal the limelight!
The couple looked at each other, not knowing whether they were happy or helpless.

While socializing, Fu Sinian never forgets to care about his mother. When he eats delicious desserts, he will bring them to Shen Jianian to share: "Mom, I have tried this. The cherry flavor is so strong, you will like it. And this, it tastes a bit like pudding. It’s milky.”

Thanks to Fu Si's new year, Shen Jia Nian never stepped on thunder, and all the snacks he ate were delicious. *
The National Day holiday passed in a blink of an eye, and Fu Sinian still carried his schoolbag to school.

What is gratifying is that his essay "A Day in the Life of a Family of Three" won first place in the essay selection. When he came home from school, he excitedly took out the composition book and placed it in the most conspicuous place on the coffee table.

Shen Jia Nian saw it at a glance when he got home: "Is this your composition book?"

Fu Sinian looked up from the storybook and nodded silently.

"Can I see it?" Shen Jianian first asked what he meant.

With Fu Sinian's permission, Shen Jianian opened his composition book and saw his latest composition which was rated as excellent.

Fu Sinian's school has advanced curriculum, and students can basically express their thoughts accurately.

[Today is October 2nd. Father Sun got up early. The golden sunshine shines on the earth and the air is fresh. Mom and Dad took me to Disneyland to play...]

Fu Si recorded what happened that day in detail, with fluent language and vivid and interesting descriptions. He wrote more than two pages eloquently, using pinyin for words he couldn't write.

After Shen Jia Nian read it, his eyes were full of praise: "The little rice cakes are awesome."

Fu Sinian sat on the sofa and twisted around. Although he put the composition here just so that his mother could see it and praise him, when she really praised him, he felt embarrassed.

Shen Jianian sat next to him and put his hand on his head: "What reward does little rice cake want?"

Fu Sinian held his chin and tapped his cheek with his fingers: "I think... can I buy a Polaroid?"

Shen Jianian asked him: "Why do you want to buy Polaroids?"

"You can take photos during the autumn outing," Fu Sinian said. "After taking the photos, you can give them to your classmates. After taking the photos with your mobile phone, you have to take them back and print them out. It is not as convenient as taking Polaroids."

Autumn outing... Shen Jianian almost forgot that Fu Sinian's class was preparing for an autumn outing. Her expression changed slightly, and her previous worries came to mind again.

"Mom, is that okay?" Fu Sinian didn't wait for his mother's answer and moved closer to her, clasping his hands together and his eyes full of anticipation.

Shen Jianian looked at him. She had just promised him a reward. Now that he had said what he wanted, she couldn't keep his promise: "Okay, when you have chosen it, send the link to your mother, and she will place the order for you." ."

"Okay!" Fu Sinian hugged her arm and rubbed it, "Thank you, mom."

If his father sees him, he will have to teach him that men should not act like a spoiled child.

*
The day before the autumn outing, Shen Jianian came to Fu Sinian's children's room to help him pack his schoolbag.

"It's cold in the mountains. I've packed an extra coat for you. Remember to wear it if it gets cold. Don't forget it."

"There is warm water in the thermos cup. If you are thirsty, drink this instead of cold water."

"Tomorrow I will ask Aunt Cheng to pack some fruits and rice balls for you. As for the snacks you bought, my mother will find another bag to pack them for you later. There is no room for them in the schoolbag."

There are so many students in a class, and it is impossible for the teacher to pay attention to all of them. Children of this age are very curious and very active. Shen Jia Nian is really worried, and there are too many things to advise.

"Be sure to pay attention to safety when playing outside. You must not play in the water. You have seen the promotional cartoons about drowning before. If you fall into the water, you will suffocate. It is very dangerous, so you can't play with your classmates near the water. You can't crawl either. Trees can fall down, and human arms and legs are fragile and easily injured. You can't go to steep places, as they can easily collapse, and..."

Shen Jianian glanced at the silent child. He was lying on the bed looking at his phone. He didn't react at all, as if he didn't hear what she just said.

"Fu Sinian, did you hear what I said?" Shen Jianian's tone was much more serious than usual. She never dared to relax in safety education.

Fu Sinian rubbed his ears: "I understand. Mom, you are so verbose. You don't know how many times you have said these words. My ears are about to get calloused."

After saying that, Fu Sinian immediately noticed that something was wrong with the atmosphere in the room. He turned over and sat up, and saw Fu Jichen standing at the door at some point. He frowned and had a stern look on his face. He was even more intimidating than the most dignified director in the school. Fu Sinian was a junior. My heart skipped a beat.

The next second, Fu Jichen stepped into the room, his voice without much warmth: "Fu Sinian, how did you talk to your mother just now?"

Realizing the seriousness of the problem, Fu Sinian didn't dare to hesitate and immediately slipped out of bed, hanging his head and saying nothing.