Black-bellied husband, don't be too bad

Chapter 19 Chu Ci, Are You Rich?
After Fu Heng left, Chu Ci played chess with Grandpa Fu in the living room.

Fu Lao dropped a piece, and the black chess immediately occupied most of the country.

Chu Ci covered her face in frustration, "Hey, I'm about to lose again. Grandpa, you are so good at chess, I'm willing to bow down."

Old Fu put away the white pieces on the chessboard, and smiled gently at her, "You are too impatient."

"Whatever you do, take your time." Elder Fu seemed to be implying something, "Especially when you get along with people, a steady flow is the safest thing to do."

Chu Ci was silent.

"That kid Fu Heng has a cold face and a warm heart." Elder Fu sighed, "I disciplined him strictly when I was a child, and then his parents had accidents one after another. It was not easy to stay abroad alone for four years."

Chu Ci sat opposite Mr. Fu, silently putting away the pieces on the chessboard one by one.

In the end, I felt a little uncomfortable, and finally couldn't help asking: "Grandpa, why did you choose me?"

There are so many good women in this world, and there are many ladies who are better than her.

What's more, she is no longer the charming daughter she used to be.

Mr. Fu picked up the teacup that was placed aside and blew on it, "Naturally because you are the most suitable."

Chu Ci's lively personality and Fu Heng's coldness complement each other perfectly.

And Wen Xin's noble and selfish character is naturally not suitable for Fu Heng, and he will never allow Fu Heng to spend a lifetime of happiness in order to repay his kindness.

"You are a good boy." Grandpa Fu smiled kindly, "I can tell that Fu Heng likes you very much."

Chu Ci paused, thinking that Grandpa, you should just open your eyes and tell nonsense!

After lunch, Mr. Fu went upstairs to take a nap. Chu Ci looked at the beautiful autumn weather outside, so he was going to go out to digest food.

When she came by car, she found several orange trees planted in the courtyard of the villa over there.

The sweet fragrance tickled her heart.

So she sneaked over to watch it during her lunch break.

There used to be a lot of fruit trees planted in the courtyard of her house. When she was a child, she climbed the tree to pick the fruit and fell down.

A shadow formed in her heart, and later she ordered Chu Xuan to climb a tree to pick fruits for her.

Well, her elder sister is actually quite unqualified.

Chu Ci stood in front of the villa, and it seemed that there was no one inside. She picked up the stone and weighed it in her hands to see what kind of posture she could use to smash an orange.

The result is not done yet.

The iron gate of the villa opened suddenly.

A gentle female voice came: "Do you want oranges from the tree?"

Chu Ci turned her face away, and met an older but still beautiful woman's face.

In fact, she is not old at all, the skin on the woman's face is still faintly shiny, and her figure is also thin and tall.

The words are clear, not the muddy voice of the elderly.

It's just the silver hair that stunned Chu Ci for a moment.

Is it early hair, or is the black hair turning into white snow.

Seeing that Chu Ci was silent, the woman repeated, "Do you want the oranges from the tree?"

Chu Ci took a step back and smiled dryly, "Ah, I just want to see, this tree is growing very well."

The woman smiled softly and waved to her, "Come in, there are oranges in the room, I let someone pick a few last time."

Her smile is so gentle and kind, she has the feeling of a mother, ah no, a grandma.

Chu Ci's heart skipped a beat.

She had no mother since she was a child. Chu Tianhua picked her up on the way home in a snowy day and asked his mother to bring her up.

It's a pity that grandma left very early.

Chu Ci walked over, raised her face and smiled gently, "Grandma, are you the only one at home?"

"Grandma? Hahaha!" The woman froze for a moment when she heard this address, and then laughed uncontrollably.

Seeing her smiling like this, Chu Ci felt a little trembling in her heart, and stood there awkwardly, at a loss.

She scratched her hair, "Excuse me, what should I call you?"

The woman smiled and waved her hands, "Grandma is just grandma, it's okay, come in!"

Although this courtyard does not have the retro atmosphere of Mr. Fu's villa, it is also unique in shape, and sweet-scented osmanthus is planted in the garden, giving off a strong fragrance.

Chu Ci walked into the courtyard, and the woman beckoned her to sit down on the wicker chair in the middle of the garden, then went into the room and brought out a pot of tea and a stack of pastries.

The tea has a good quality, poured into a porcelain white teacup, the aroma is refreshing.

Chu Ci took a sip and nodded, "It smells so good."

The woman smiled and put the teapot away, "This is Biluochun from Dongting."

It was only then that Chu Ci noticed that her hands were green and white, and they were not as old and dry as ordinary old people.

This made her unable to bear to look at the strange woman in front of her again.

"Try this pastry." The beautiful woman pointed to the plate in front of her eyes, "This year's osmanthus cake made with fresh osmanthus."

Chu Ci was somewhat on guard and vigilant.

It really can't be her fault, anyone who meets someone who is suddenly courteous to him will be a little wary, okay?
Seeing Chu Ci hesitate, the woman smiled, "I don't mean anything else, it's just that no one has talked with me for too long."

Chu Ci was taken aback, and blurted out, "Do you live here alone?"

"There is one more." The woman poured herself a cup of tea, "but she can't talk."

Chu Ci, "..."

"Which family do you belong to?" The woman frowned, with a faint smile on her lips, "Although I've lived here for a long time, I don't even know who lives around me."

"Fu Mingchuan, do you know?" Chu Ci asked tentatively.

"Oh, a relative of the Fu family." The woman smiled knowingly and didn't ask any further questions.

Chu Ci did it here, and after drinking a cup of tea, she wanted to get up and say goodbye.

The pretty woman saw what she meant, and didn't force her to stay, but called out, "Ah Fang, see off my guest for me."

This posture is very much like a pampered lady.

Soon, a woman about 50 years old came out of the room and made a gesture of invitation to Chu Ci.

Chu Ci walked to the door and waved goodbye to the woman standing under the wisteria trellis and smiling gently at her.

Ah Fang nodded to her, but when she turned to leave, she grabbed her and handed her a flaxen cloth bag.

Then he compared dumb words to her.

Chu Ci took it over and saw that there were several oranges inside.

She held the orange, nodded slightly to the woman inside, said thank you, then turned and ran away.

This thing is so strange.

When she returned to Fu's house, Aunt Rong was cleaning the living room. She was surprised to see Chu Ci come back, "Miss, where have you been?"

Chu Ci put the cloth bag on the coffee table in the living room, with an uneasy expression on his face, "I met a strange person over there just now."

After finishing speaking, I felt that this was not a good way to say it, so I hurriedly changed my words, "It's not strange, it just feels very... ah, I don't know how to describe it."

Aunt Rong put down the mop, "What's the matter, where did you go just now?"

Chu Ci hurriedly pulled Aunt Rong over to sit down, "Aunt Rong, are you familiar with the people living in this area?"

Aunt Rong looked suspicious, but still nodded, "I have a general impression."

After all, the aunts of all families have to buy vegetables together, and when they meet, they can chat a little,
"Then do you know who the house with the orange tree in front of it is?"

Aunt Rong immediately covered her mouth and looked at Chu Ci in surprise, "That crazy woman?"

The corner of Chu Ci's mouth twitched.

Here she is a strange woman.

When she got to Aunt Rong, she became a crazy woman.

"Is she crazy?" Chu Ci looked disbelieving, "I was at her door just now, and she invited me in for tea."

Aunt Rong immediately grabbed Chu Ci's hand and looked her up and down, "She didn't do anything to you, did she?"

"No." Chu Ci picked up the oranges that were put aside, "Look, she even gave me a bag of oranges."

Aunt Rong slowly calmed down, but she still looked worried, she leaned over and lowered her voice, "Miss, don't go there in the future, that woman is crazy, she's not mentally normal."

"Huh?" Chu Ci raised her eyebrows, "I think she is in good spirits."

Aunt Rong squeezed her hand, "That was when she was not sick."

When she said this, Chu Ci suddenly felt a little bit like a survivor.

She forced a smile, "Okay, I get it, I'll make a detour in the future."

"That's all right." Aunt Rong looked mysterious, "Miss, let me tell you, that woman was said to be the young lady of the Sheng family. Do you know the Sheng family?"

Chu Ci shook her head, expressing that she didn't know.

"Sheng Bainian is the one in the news broadcast."

Chu Ci nodded, understood, the top leader in the military and political circles.

"However, her child died or was lost after birth. After that, she became mentally abnormal. She moved here about ten years ago and never came out to see people."

Chu Ci was taken aback by Aunt Rong's words, curiosity was written all over her face.

"Aunt Rong, is what you said true?"

"I also listened to what others said, so just listen to it and don't take it to heart."

After she finished speaking, she stood up and started mopping the floor again.

After being told by Aunt Rong, Chu Ci felt uncomfortable eating oranges.

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In the evening of the next day, Fu Heng actually came to pick her up in person.

This made Chu Ci a little flattered.

After dinner, Chu Ci bid farewell to her grandfather, then got into Fu Heng's car and went back.

It got dark early in autumn, and when passing by that beautiful little courtyard, Chu Ci couldn't help taking another look.

There is dim light in the courtyard, and it looks very lonely on this lonely autumn night.

Chu Ci sighed inwardly, then looked away.

I also understand in my heart why she would laugh like that when I called her grandma.

Her real age should not be very old. Judging by the maintenance of her face and hands, she seems to be around 40 years old, but at this age her hair turns into white snow.

Thinking of this, Chu Ci couldn't help sighing again.

Fu Heng held the steering wheel with his hands and stared straight ahead. Hearing her lament, he turned his face to the side for a look, but saw that her face was full of loneliness.

He raised his eyebrows, "Why are you sighing?"

Chu Ci adjusted the seat belt, "It's nothing, I just feel a little sad at the thought of leaving so soon."

Soon, the car drove into the urban area, and the road was different from the way it went. This time, Fu Heng changed to another road instead of taking the high speed.

When Chu Ci saw some familiar street scenes, she was a little surprised, "Hey, I saw my alma mater."

Fu Heng glanced lightly, his voice was not too emotional, "Well, Yicheng No. [-] Middle School."

Chu Ci saw that his attitude was not too warm, and that he had no alumni to see alumni. His eyes were tearful and excited, so he suppressed what he wanted to say.

Don't talk too much if you have nothing to do, it's usually the misfortune that comes out of your mouth.

After driving for a certain distance, Fu Heng suddenly said, "There used to be a game hall here."

Chu Ci sat up straight and looked out the window, "Really, I don't really remember."

There was not much fluctuation on his face, he was just curious why Fu Heng would tell her this.

Her reaction made the candle that was burning in Fu Heng's heart feel like it had entered a closed cellar, and it went out instantly, leaving no sparks left.

At this moment, Chu Ci's cell phone in her bag rang.

She picked it up and saw that it was Chu Xuan's phone.

After pressing the answer button, Chu Xuan's voice came from over there.

"Chu Ci, do you have any money? Lend me, I need it urgently."

(End of this chapter)