Group favorite little milk bag, I am the most arrogant cub in the whole dynasty

Chapter 692
"Grandpa, you're tired, it's better for me to accompany my little aunt." The fourth fat man volunteered.

"I want it too." Jiu Pang raised his little hands high.

"Go, come and snatch my daughter as soon as she wakes up." Fu Baiwan glared at his two grandsons.

Fu Dajin couldn't laugh or cry. Now he has grown a beard and is much more mature and stable, but he is still a filial son to Fu Baiwan. "Dad, didn't you say that your legs hurt in the past two days? You just walked a few times, so you can rest for a while." Bar."

"You two must follow my little aunt, do you hear me?" Fu Dajin also treated his son with the dignity of his father.

This son just needs to be taken care of, no matter what.

The fourth fat man chuckled, "Dad, don't worry, I promise I won't let my little aunt lose a hair."

"Grandpa, please rest. When you are tired, grandma will come back and scold us again."

"Dad, let me look at your legs." Fu tweeted.

"Oh, no, no, my feet have been stuffed in my shoes all morning. They stink. My dear, don't get your hands dirty."

Not to mention that her father was very clean, even if he wasn't, compared to her family who had taken good care of her for ten years, she had no right to dislike him.

"Dad, I'm just looking at the legs." Fu Jiujiu looked at it. It was slightly swollen and there would be a pit after pressing it. "It doesn't matter. I'll give you a prescription later."

Mrs. Zhou smiled and said: "Sister-in-law, it's been ten years, and you still haven't forgotten this skill?"

Fu Jiujiu then joked and told the truth, "Sister-in-law, for me, it's not as long as ten years. I just open and close my eyes. I still feel that I am for a child."

"It's the same now. No matter when the time comes, you are still a child in our eyes."

Mrs. Zhou sighed, she would never have a daughter in this life. She gave up after giving birth to three sons, all of whom were sons.

When Fu Jiujiu passed by the kitchen, he poured the spiritual spring water into the water tank again on the pretext of drinking water. In this way, the people at home could receive nourishment from the spiritual spring water again.

My yard is not too bad. Compared with ten years ago, it is not much different. It is still clean and refreshing.

But after leaving his yard and walking in the village, Fu Jiujiu felt something was wrong.

This village was very vibrant ten years ago, with lots of traffic and constant laughter.

But now, he looks like a sleepy old man with no energy.

"Four Fatty, where are the people in our village?"

Si Pang is more than ten years old, and he is also a young man. He knows a lot, "Well, many people have left. After the business of our villa was not good, they also had no other business. Everyone saved up before." Some money will either go to the town or to the county."

"Where's the land? No more planting?" Fu Jiujiu was very surprised. Even if the business around the hot spring villa stopped, the land should still be profitable.

"Most of them are no longer planted, but the ones in the town will still come back. I heard my mother say that the flower business lasted for two years after you fell into coma, and then it became difficult to do it because there were no new varieties. As for strawberries, they are now available in many places in our Li Dynasty. If the price cannot go up, no one is willing to grow them."

Fu Jiujiu nodded, "That's it."

Fu Jiujiu walked along and saw almost no one. Now there was only an old man sitting under the bustling willow tree, with gray hair and deep wrinkles.

"Dajin, is this your wife?"

Dajin Fu Jiujiu looked at the old man, and the fourth fat man explained at the side, "After Grandma Liang left, Grandpa Liang was like this. He was confused for a while, and then understood for a while."

Fu Jiujiu sighed, Aunt Liang has already left.

"Grandpa Liang, I am not Da Jin, I am Da Jin's son, Si Pang." Si Pang said happily: "This is my little aunt, my little aunt is awake."

"Uncle Liang, this is Jiu Jiu." Fu Jiu Jiu felt very sad.When she woke up, everything around her had changed. The gap in her memory caused her to miss many things.

Liang Dacheng squinted his eyes and looked again and again, "Where did this girl come from and dare to pretend to be the little lucky star of our village? Jiujiu is still a little girl. His father has been in his arms all day long. How old are you?"

Fu Jiujiu smiled slightly and took out a piece of candy from his arms. This was what Nine Fatty had given him before he came here, but his mother took him back.

"Uncle, here it is."

"For me?" Liang Dacheng shook his head, "I can't have it, I have it at home too."

"It's okay, this is what I treat you to." Fu Jiujiu smiled and fed him into his mouth.

"It's no use even giving me candy. You're not like Chiujiu. Chiujiu is so tall."

"Grandpa Liang, she is really my little aunt." Si Pang tried to correct him.

Fu Jiujiu shook his head at him. The old man was living in the memory of the past, which was not necessarily a bad thing.

"Uncle Liang, please rest, I'll go somewhere else." Fu tweeted.

"It's so sweet, so good." Liang Da smacked his lips like a child.

Just when Fu Jiujiu had walked out for more than ten steps, he suddenly shouted: "When the little lucky star of our village wakes up, our village will be well again. My daughter, will you marry to our village then? Just marry me." Dajin, Dajin is a good boy.”

The fourth fat man's face fell, "Grandpa Liang, your mind is really messed up. Before my father got married, how could I have my little aunt? This... ugh! Just rest now."

Fu Jiujiu also laughed, "How did your Grandma Liang leave?"

"Well...she went to dry sweet potatoes on the roof, and then accidentally fell down. She left without saying a word. I was young and didn't see her. I just heard what they said."

Fu Jiujiu sighed. No wonder, Uncle Liang couldn't accept Aunt Liang's sudden departure.

After walking for a while, Fu Jiujiu saw several women gathering together not far away. They were not too old, and several of them had unfamiliar faces. Their backs were turned to her. Their figures and movements made her feel familiar.

"What are you looking at? Go on, I don't believe it. A person who has been lying down for ten years can still wake up. It's just that the Fu family has the money to build something like this. It's such a waste. If you have the money, why don't you do something for our village? What?"

"Four beauties!"

"Four beauties!"

The two young wives winked at the fat woman who had her back turned to Fu Jiujiu.

Fu Jiujiu smiled, it was indeed Fan Simei.

"What are you doing?" Fan Simei turned around, glanced at Fu Jiujiu with a strange look in her eyes, and then rolled her eyes.

She hates women who are prettier than her.

"Nine Fatty, what are you doing? You're eavesdropping on our conversation, why are you so ignorant of the rules? Who is this? You want to marry a wife at such a young age?"

Uncle Fan didn't know him, but Fu Jiujiu could still understand.

How come Fan Simei doesn’t have dementia and doesn’t recognize herself?

She became playful and deliberately said to Fan Simei: "Can you see me?"

(End of this chapter)