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Chapter 60 "Used"

Fu Zhi picked pork belly again, put it in the shopping cart, and said to Duan Zheng, "Just what?"

Duan Zheng laughed softly: "Not at the airport, but in the supermarket, shopping for something."

"Oh."

The two chatted for a few more words and hung up the phone.

Not long after, a slightly deep voice fell into Fu Zhi's ear: "A...marriage proposal?"

Fu Zhi snorted: "Just kidding, it's not the first day you met Duan Zheng."

Fu Yuechen: "Yes, because of this, I feel that this person is holding back a big move!"

Fu Zhi pulled the corners of her lips and smiled, "No matter how much you hold back, he will still call you brother."

Fu Yuechen: "..."

Sorry, there is no shortage of brothers.

Fu Yan bought a lot of ingredients for cooking according to his little niece's request.

Oh no, it's spices.

I also bought some snacks that Fu Zhi usually likes to eat.

A group of people returned home.

Fu Yuechen and Fu Yan are usually busy with work, that is, they can be with their families during the Chinese New Year.

Fu Zhi took a strawberry stool and sat in the living room chatting with Grandpa Fu.

"Jiujiu."

Fu Zhi raised her little head and took an apple from the fruit plate.

"Grandpa, my brother hasn't found a girlfriend yet, so I don't think Jiang's youngest daughter will poke him!"

Grandpa Fu raised his eyebrows lightly, and put his hands on his knees casually, "The youngest daughter of the Jiang family...is that your good friend named Jiang Li?"

Fu Zhi: "Yes! That's the one!"

The little granddaughter's eyes instantly completed crescent moons, and Grandpa Fu reached out and rubbed her little head.

"I'll think about it, but—"

"Even if Shen Shen agrees to this matter, Jiang Li may not agree to it."

Fu Zhi leaned over and whispered, "Grandpa, let me tell you secretly, Jiang Li likes my brother."

In the next second, Fu Yuechen stretched out his hand and patted Fu Zhi's head, "What are you whispering?"

Fu Zhi rubbed her little head, "Brother, can you be gentle with me?"

"You can't learn from Duan Zheng, he is very gentle when he pats my little head."

Fu Yuechen hummed softly:
"Excuse me."

"I can't learn."

Fu Zhi: "..."

And at this moment, Fu Yueshen said again: "It's a big day to do things every day."

Fu Zhi: "..."

She turned her head and said to Grandpa Fu, "My brother is not worthy, he is not worthy of Jiang Li!!"

Fu Yueshen's footsteps paused slightly, and he turned his head to look at Fu Zhi, "Speak well."

Fu Zhi pursed her lips, and said in a low voice, "My brother is so good, so powerful, so good, it's our little Lizi who has climbed up!"

Fu Yue turned around and went upstairs, Fu Zhi breathed a sigh of relief and ate popcorn leisurely.

Not long after, Fu Yuechen walked over slowly carrying six red envelopes.

Fu Yuechen threw a large wad of lucky money into Fu Zhi's arms.

He whispered:

"Your brother, I'm too lazy to do it."

"You pack it yourself."

Fu Zhi: "..."

After all, I am not worthy.

Not long after, Fu Yan also threw several red envelopes.

Fu Zhi couldn't help but said, "Little uncle, my mobile phone has power."

"Huh? What?" Fu Yan asked
Fu Zhi: "Little uncle, it's quite troublesome for me to bring so much money to deposit."

"I support WeChat transfers, Alipay is also fine, you can do whatever you want."

After more than ten seconds, a message popped up on the phone:
[Little Uncle: Transfer 10000]

[Little Uncle: Transfer 10000]

[Little Uncle: Transfer 6666]

[Little Uncle: Transfer 5200]

Fu Yueshen happened to come over to deliver some fruit, because he was close and saw the message on Fu Zhi's phone screen.

Fu Yue sneered, "I'm used to it."

A smile curled up on Fu Zhi's lips, "Brother, wechat transfer money, do you want to know?"

Fu Yueshen: "No."

Fu Yuechen put the fruit on the coffee table, and left without even looking at Fu Zhi.

However, when he got to the kitchen, Fu Yuechen couldn't help but took out his phone and transferred money to Fu Zhi.

【Master Fu: transfer 29999】

【Master Fu: No more money. 】

Fu Zhi and Fu Yan were unwrapping the presents, but they didn't check their phones.

By the time she checked her phone, it was already an hour later.

—

Fu Yuechen and Fu Yan were busy in the kitchen, cooking a large table of dishes.

The whole family raised their glasses together at the dining table, laughing and having fun.

As soon as he finished his meal, Fu Yuechen received a call from the Municipal Bureau.

Said that a police officer was found in the suburbs, there was no other way, Fu Yuechen had no choice but to put on his coat and go out to the scene.

Fu Zhi put the cooked dumplings into an insulated box and handed them to Fu Yuechen.

Fu Yuechen stretched out his hand and rubbed her little head with a little force, and the top of Fu Zhi's head instantly turned into a mess.

Fu Zhi pursed her lips and whispered:
"elder brother."

"Be safe and go home early."

Fu Zhi watched Fu Yuechen leave the house, then looked away, sat on the sofa, and heard Grandpa Fu's voice urging the marriage.

Fu Yan directly dragged Fu Zhi who was sitting beside him in a daze, "Dad, my little niece has to do this, right?"

"Yeah." Mr. Fu looked sideways slightly, and glanced at him, "That's right!"

"Your little niece is still young, she is only 20, don't you look at how old you are now, there are people in their 30s."

Fu Yan pursed her lips and corrected, "I'm 30 now, and I'm only 31 this Chinese New Year."

Mr. Fu followed his words with a hum, and then said casually: "If you go on like this, when your little niece and girl are all born, at that time, you'd better be able to say the same!"

Fu Yan: "..."

Your idea is a little dangerous.

—

On the other side, Xincheng Bieyuan.

The whole family sat together, very silent, as if they were no different from strangers.

Duan Zheng raised his watch to check the time, then went upstairs to wrap gifts and send them to Fu Zhi.

It was New Year's Eve, and the road wouldn't be too congested, so I could get back in an hour or so at most, and I could smoothly avoid this war without gunpowder.

As soon as Duan Zheng came downstairs with the gift, his mother Shi Jing and his father Duan Heng started arguing.

"Have I ever told you that I will decide Duan Zheng's marriage?"

"Why didn't you get Xiaozheng's marriage with another family directly without my consent?"

Shi Jing couldn't help but sneered: "Don't you just want Chi Ying to marry your son?"

"Isn't it because Chi Ying is the little niece of your first love, Chi An?"

Shi Jing stretched out her hand and pushed Duan Heng away, "I ordered Fu Zhi, and the old man also agreed. If you have any questions, go and talk to him."

She was just about to go upstairs when she realized that Duan Zheng was walking downstairs with gifts.

Shi Jing called softly: "Xiao Zheng..."

Duan Zheng nodded slightly, "Mom, I miss Zhi Zhi, I'll go see her and give her a gift by the way."

Shi Jing immediately called him to stop, went upstairs to get the gift she had prepared early in the morning and handed it over, "This is mine, please remember to pass it to Zhizhi for mom."

Duan Zheng hummed lightly, and said to Duan Heng: "Dad, if the person who gets married is not Fu Zhi, I would rather never get married in this life, and I would not sacrifice my whole life for the so-called 'love' in order to break up the company. I'm not you, I can't do it."

(End of this chapter)