Chapter 689

Fu Jiujiu closed her eyes, hoping that this was a dream. When she opened her eyes, she saw her familiar parents and family.

"Little aunt, what's wrong with you?" The young man took two steps forward, his voice full of anxiety.

little aunt?
The voice was unfamiliar.

But this name is familiar.

So, she becomes an aunt once she travels through time?
But it looks like the boy is not much different in age from me!
Fu Jiujiu opened his eyes and looked again and again, "You are..."

The young man cried with joy and lay on Fu Jiujiu's lap, crying: "I am fat!"

Four fat people?

Fu Jiujiu's throat trembled nervously, "Then...I am..."

The fourth fat man raised his head, his eyes were red, "You are my little aunt, why don't you remember."

"Wait a minute!" Fu Jiujiu took a deep breath, "You said you are Fatty Four, your name is..."

"Tianxi, Fu Tianxi, the one who has good fortune, wealth, longevity and wealth, Tianxi!"

"You are so fat, what about me?" Fu Jiujiu looked at himself in the bronze mirror again, "Why have you grown so big?"

"that is because……"

"Father, what are you doing? The door is open. What will you do if the chicken comes into the house later and makes your little aunt's house dirty? She is cute and clean now. If you open your eyes and see chicken poop, look at me. I won’t beat you.”

this sound...

"father?"

"What dad, I'm your grandpa!" Fu Baiwan shouted loudly.

That's not right, the voice of this female doll.

He rushed to the house and saw the girl sitting up on the kang. He had mixed feelings for a moment. He covered his mouth, tears streaming down his face, but he was speechless.

For Fu Jiujiu, it was just a short period of time, like a dream.

However, open your eyes again.

The fourth fat girl has grown up, and she has also transformed from a plump little dumpling with breasts into a skinny girl, while her father has gray hair on his temples and is much older.

She couldn't accept it, but she was lucky to be able to see them again.

"Dad!" Fu Jiujiu's throat was sore and she wanted to go, but she had been lying down for too long, her limbs were weak, and she was also very hungry, as if she hadn't eaten for a long time.

"Tweet? My dear girl, what a tweet!"

Fu Jiujiu cried and nodded, "Dad, it's me."

Three generations of grandparents and grandchildren hugged each other and cried. The little ones outside came in and were confused when they saw this scene.

I saw a little guy stretching out his chubby little finger and pointing at Fu Jiujiu, "Piggy!"

Fu Jiujiu smiled at him, and he also laughed.

"Tweet, it's been ten years, it's been ten years, and you finally woke up. Dad knew you could wake up."

Time passed so fast. Fu Jiujiu was still four years old before he closed his eyes. Now, ten years later, he is already 14 years old.

She couldn't accept the speed at which she was growing up.

But it's a good thing not to be a little baby and not so constrained, although the age is still far different from her previous life.

But ancient people could already be treated as adults at the age of 14.

Speaking of his past life, Fu Jiujiu realized that he really couldn't go back this time.

After all, the body in the previous life was declared dead.

Doctor Tang?
It's a pity that she didn't even get a chance to take a look.

After Fu Baiwan had cried enough, Fu Jiujiu licked his lips and asked, "Dad, do we have anything to eat at home?"

"Yes, are you hungry? Dad will make it for you." Fu Baiwan said.

Only then did Fu Jiujiu think of a question, why didn't she see her mother after being awake for a long time?

It's such a big deal that she wakes up. If my mother is here, there's no way she won't come to see me, right?
Could it be that she is gone?
In an instant, Fu Jiujiu felt sad and felt a pang of pain in his heart, "Dad, my mother is..." "She, alas..."

Fu Jiujiu cried immediately, "Mother!"

Seeing this, Fu Baiwan quickly went to wipe the tears of his little girl, "Good girl, let's not cry like this when we just woke up. What if we fall asleep after crying?"

"My mother, she..."

"She has been suffering from back pain for the past two days. She has gone to your fifth brother's place. You miss her. Dad will send someone to deliver a letter to her later."

After a false alarm, Fu Jiujiu finally felt at ease.

Since ten years have passed, she doesn't worry about anyone else. She only worries about whether her parents are sick or dead. After all, the spiritual spring water has been cut off for ten years.

Fu Baiwan was in a hurry, "Dad, let's go cook for you. What do you want to eat, my dear?"

"I want to eat meat." Fu tweeted. She felt that she had no energy and was too thin. She wanted to eat more supplements.

"Okay, daddy will make meat for you. Dad will kill chickens, pigs, and..."

"Grandpa, can little aunt finish eating?" asked the fourth fat man.

"Go, my daughter is awake. If she wants to eat dragon meat, I will catch her from the sky. Go, go, send a message to your parents. There are not many people in Broken Villa. What are you doing there all day long?"

Is there something wrong with the Villa?
Fu Jiujiu was confused, but she had too many questions to ask now.

A lot must have happened in these ten years.

"Jiujiu, sit down and call daddy if something happens. You must call, you know?" Fu Baiwan was deeply afraid that this was a dream, so he pinched himself hard and found that it hurt.

But the little girl on the kang was smiling at him, and he felt that all this was real.

After the grandfather and grandson left, Fu Jiujiu looked at the little meaty boy at the door. He looked two or three years old, very much like his nephews when they were young.

After all, ten years later, Sixth Brother and the others should have gotten married, and she didn't dare to recognize who this person was.

"who are you?"

The little baby's eyes were big, "I am Jiupang, and my name is Tianbao."

Fu Jiujiu waved to him, and the little guy was not afraid. He walked over curiously, climbed onto the kang neatly, and then looked at Fu Jiujiu without blinking.

"Then who are your parents?" Fu Jiujiu asked.

"My father is Daijin." The little guy said.

Fu Jiujiu understood that this was also the child of the eldest brother's family, "What about Fatty Eight?"

"That's from my fifth uncle's house, brother Tianxing."

Fu Jiujiu smiled bitterly, everyone must be waiting for her to wake up.

"Is that ten fat?"

Fu Tianbao shook his head, "My mother said that I am the youngest and should listen to my brothers. Little aunt, I also want a younger brother so that I can be an older brother."

Fu chirped and laughed. The red cloth strip above her head was blown by the wind, and then she saw that there were words on it.

Most of them prayed for her to wake up soon.

Some of the handwriting is neat, some are like dragons and phoenixes, and some are unsteady and crooked when holding the pen, which shows that it was written by the whole family.

The little guy tilted his head and looked at Fu Jiujiu, "Little aunt, how come you can speak?"

Fu Jiujiu smiled, probably in the little guy's perception, he should be a person lying there, unable to speak or move.

"Isn't it good that my little aunt can talk?" Fu Jiujiu asked.

"Okay, my little aunt is so nice to talk to. She's not like my mother, but she's fierce."

Sister-in-law Zhou?

Fu Jiujiu is now eager to find someone to understand the situation back then.

She had just seen many people's handwritings among the strips of cloth, but she could not find Tang Xian's.

I don't know how he is.

(End of this chapter)

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