Warm wife strikes

Chapter 172
Even the people who were standing behind Fu Tong quickly moved their positions, thinking that this woman is really crazy, and also understand why this woman insisted on getting serious with Fu Ya, a junior just now.

Let me tell you, you are a 32-year-old old maid, and he is a 25-year-old man, and now he is still your junior boyfriend. You have the nerve to say that you are not married in front of so many people. How thick-skinned you are. Say it.

Fu Tong didn't care about those nonsense at all. At this time, she only had one thought in her mind, which was to win Fu Ya and make Fu Ya give up this marriage automatically, "What's wrong with your boyfriend? Lei Zifeng is not your fiance, Jiang Jingchen Isn't it your ex-boyfriend? Now, it's not your brother, even if Lei Zifeng is your boyfriend at this time, why can't he be said to be your uncle in the future. "

Fu Ya felt that this woman really had no lower limit, she could even say such a thing, this woman must be crazy to get Lei Zifeng, and she was too lazy to bother with such a crazy woman.

At this time, a cool little milk bag came out from behind Duan Yuerong, with a proud face, "Where is the lower limit of aunt?"

"Pfft..." Fu Ya was the first to burst out laughing. She reached out and grabbed the little milk bag, rubbed his pink face, and played with it in her arms. The little milk bag was not happy. She glanced her small face aside, as if she didn't know Fu Ya.

Duan Yuerong's complexion also eased a lot, while Fu Tong's complexion was iron black. He was just about to teach his little nephew a lesson, but at this moment, someone laughed again, and the entire four-corner gazebo was full of belly laughs. The sound of laughter.

"You all laugh, wait for the day when I become the wife of the deputy chief of the Long-distance Army, and don't ask me to do things." Fu Tong's words immediately aroused public outrage, but she didn't care, and put her down He said harsh words and left with a black face.

Duan Yuerong also grabbed the little milk bag out of Fu Ya's arms, slapped his little butt, and said with a straight face, "Don't talk to your aunt like this in the future, do you understand?"

Little Naibao raised her head and let Duan Yuerong hold her head without making a sound.

"Sister-in-law three, Xiao Huo didn't do it on purpose, just hit him." Fu Ya snatched the little milk bag back and rubbed his butt, but the little milk bag reached out and slapped Fu Ya's hand off, Her pink and tender face was flushed, but she raised her little head arrogantly, "It's hard to know what to do between men and women."

"Pfft..." Fu Ya couldn't help but burst out laughing again, Sanniang's little milk bag is really cute.

At the entrance of Fu's house, there were two men standing at this time. One man was about 40 years old, with a rough appearance, and he was wearing a military green camouflage uniform. Just standing there, he looked like a lion, and he was very explosive. .

And beside him stood a boy about 21 or [-] years old. The boy was very thin and small, but he was very handsome. Trembling slightly, as if a little nervous.

"Dad, is this the Fu's family?" The boy licked his lips, looking at this luxurious mansion. The words "Fu's house" at the gate are all black, which naturally exudes a strong heritage, while The two stone lions on the left and right of the gate show the grandeur only of rich and noble families.

The voice is very thin, and it is easy to arouse pity, and people dare not speak loudly to him, for fear of frightening him.

"Hmm." Zuo Xiangyang also looked at this centuries-old mansion.

"Dad, will she be willing?" A blush appeared on the boy's white and tender face, his head was lowered, and his voice became softer.

"Yes." Zuo Xiangyang smiled, then took his son's hand and walked towards Fu's house.

The guard at the gate of Fu's house asked who they were. Today was the day of the family meeting, and there were many people coming, so the inspection was even stricter. The children and branches of the Fu family who were away from home all came here with posts.

"We are looking for Fu Xin. I am Zuo Xiangyang, his comrade-in-arms. Please help convey it." Zuo Xiangyang said neither humble nor overbearing.

When the guard heard that he was looking for the young master, he smiled and said, "Please wait a moment, I'll go and ask the young master for instructions."

The guard hurried to the security room and called Fu Xin, saying that a man named Zuo Xiangyang had come to look for him, would you like to come into the mansion.

When Fu Xin heard this name, his right eyelid twitched, and what instantly appeared in his mind was the night of passionate fighting more than 20 years ago, and he uttered a word, "Please."

After finishing speaking, Fu Xin walked quickly towards the gate.

After the guard got the order, he ran out quickly and said with a smile, "The two of you are welcome."

Zuo Xiangyang took his son's hand and walked into this mansion calmly.

While walking, while watching.

"Dad, we don't seem to have brought gifts here. Is this in accordance with the etiquette?" Zuo Maoxun became more nervous after entering Fu's residence, his voice became softer, and his soft body almost wanted to lean against his father.

"It's okay, their family doesn't lack these." Zuo Xiangyang said with a smile, he is in a good mood today.

But for a while.

"Zuo Xiangyang!" An exclamation came from in front of the two of them, and then a man with a strong physique strode towards them. The man's face was full of smiles, and he didn't hide it at all.

Zuo Xiangyang let go of his son's hand, and walked towards the oncoming man with great joy on his face, "Brother Xin! Long time no see."

The two big men embraced tightly in the garden, patting each other on the back, a sense of brotherhood enveloped the two of them.

"I haven't seen you for more than 20 years, you still haven't changed, your body is still so tough." Zuo Xiangyang said with a smile.

The bodies of the two were also separated. Fu Xin laughed and said, "You are the same. It seems that you have been exercising a lot in the past 20 years."

The two had just met and had a lot to talk about. When their comrades-in-arms of more than 20 years met again, there were many topics. After Fu Xin told Zuo Xiangyang about the past, he also saw a shy boy standing beside him and asked: "Who is this?"

Zuo Xiangyang walked over, took his son's hand, and said with a smile: "Mao Xun, this is your Uncle Fu, Brother Xin, this is my son Zuo Mao Xun."

"So it's your son, yes, yes." Fu Xin laughed and said, today he was in a good mood and invited Zuo Xiangyang to go directly to his courtyard.

Zuo Xiangyang held a cup of tea, took a sip slowly, and then said slowly: "Brother Xin, Mao Xun just passed his 22nd birthday this year, and he is also married."

"That's a good thing." Fu Xin said with a smile.

Seeing that Fu Xin was so happy, Zuo Xiangyang was overjoyed, so he also said the following, "Today I brought Mao Xun here to propose marriage."

The smile on Fu Xin's face froze instantly, and the original agreement suddenly appeared in his mind. At the beginning, he and Zuo Xiangyang were not only fellow villagers but also comrades in arms. Later, in a battle, the two depended on each other for life and death, thinking that their lives were about to end At that moment, the two agreed that in the future, as long as one of the two families has a girl and the other has a boy, they will make a baby kiss.

(End of this chapter)