Cold Wife, Never Try to Escape

"What are you thinking? Why don't you talk?" Fu Jin, who has been staring at the picture, makes Su Tinghe a little confused. It's just a picture. Why does the girl look so distracted?

"Huh? Nothing. You don't have many photos. There were many when you were a child. " Close the album, Fu Jin carefully put it on the bedside table, "let's go down." Then he got up and didn't look at Su Tinghe. He was going to the door.

"Girl..." Su Tinghe grabbed her wrist. "Just asked about my scar, I remember. Is the wound on your back well?"

"... well, it's all right." Speaking of the scar, Fu Jin's eyes were gloomy.

"Can you tell me how you got hurt that time?" Su Tinghe stood up, one and a half heads higher than Fu Jin, and immediately shrouded her in the shadow.

"Can I not say?" Looking up at the man in front of him, Fu Jinming frowned. She doesn't want to mention everything about he Zhuoyi now. She won't do anything that only makes her sad.

"... well, I won't ask. Just be happy." Seeing her like this, Su Tinghe didn't ask again. Those little gangsters will stay in prison. No matter what it is, the people who get on him should be punished!

"But Xiaojin, even if you can't face the relationship between me and you, please don't refuse my concern. Just be an ordinary friend. Can we get along like this for a period of time? " Thinking of her character, Su Tinghe thought it was better to retreat.

"... as long as you don't do too much... That's it." The original thing was suddenly rejected. In this strange city, Fu Jin wisely chose patience.

Yes, patience. For her, facing Su Tinghe made her faint fear. The faint murderous spirit emanating from him always made her feel uneasy.

She could face him with a stiff neck, but there was an instinct that made her fear from the first sight of the man. She doesn't know where this cognition comes from or why. Anyway, the intuitive Su Tinghe is a dangerous existence that can endanger her life.

Su Tinghe was in a good mood and pulled her downstairs. He knew that with Fu Jin's personality, it was very good to say so. He can't be too anxious about this rare cold hearted little girl.

"Jin girl, today your mother has come up with all her skills. These are her specialty dishes in her hometown, but I don't know if they suit your taste. Come on, try it! " On the dinner table, the old lady greeted warmly.

"Yes, boy, try it quickly and see if you like what I've done." Wan Ru sat on the side of the old man and said to Fu Jin gently and kindly.

"Aunt, it's hard for you!" Fu Jin got up and politely thanked and sat down.

"Hehe, this child, you have to shout my mother with crane!" Wan Ru looked at her mother-in-law and a pair of young people sitting opposite. "In our hometown, engaged couples like you want to live together, not to mention the names of their elders!"

"Yes, son, I'll change my mouth later." The old lady looked at Fu Jin with an embarrassed face. "This is an old rule. You can't disobey it."

"Grandma, I always call my father-in-law, mother-in-law, father-in-law and mother-in-law." Su Tinghe catches his eyebrows and burns a fire, which makes Fu Jin want to stare at him and scruples about the two elders opposite.

"Hehe, crane did the right thing! It should be, it should be! " The old lady nodded to her grandson with appreciation. "Well, girl, eat quickly. It's cold in a while!"

Wanru is a southerner, and the dishes made today are all authentic dishes from the south. There was no need to eat plates of beautifully decorated dishes. Just looking at them made Fu Jin feel dazzled.

"That's too much!" Even if you have money, you can't waste it like this. Of course, the latter words were said silently in her stomach.

"Not much, not much," said Wan Ru, holding chopsticks and holding dishes for the old lady. "When you came to the door for the first time, I thought I was waiting for you!"

"Ah... That's bothering you!" Fu Jin smiled at Wanru.

"Eat! The family is polite. What are you doing? " Su Tinghe handed Fu Jin a pair of chopsticks. He took a spoon and put a small bowl of soup in front of Fu Jin. "Drink some soup while it's hot. You should keep your body well. It's cold everywhere."

"..." as soon as he said this, the three women on the table were stunned. The meaning of this remark is worth pondering!

"... shut up, you!" He lowered his voice. Fu Jin buried his head and stepped on Su Tinghe under the table.

"... well, why are you stepping on me? It is. " Su Tinghe wore slippers and was severely trampled on. He looked up in pain. "The feet in summer are cold. Don't let him say it!"

"... cough, cough!" Fu Jin, who had just drunk a mouthful of soup, tried his best not to spray it out. He was choked and coughed all the time. I don't know whether it was coughing or shyness. That little face suddenly became a red cloth.

"It's so urgent to eat. It's always choking!" Su Tinghe patted Fu Jin on the back, and a smile flashed in his eyes.

"This girl must be cold! It's freezing in the northeast. If you don't take care of it, it's designated like this. " Seeing that Fu Jin was so worried, the old lady completely ignored the interaction between the two opposite.

"Mom, I'll take the girl to find sister Wen another day and ask her to prescribe some prescription for conditioning. Xiaojin is studying in the city and it's convenient to come and go. She'll be fine if she makes some medicated meals for conditioning for a period of time! She is so young that she won't get any trouble if she is treated as soon as possible. " Wanru patiently comforted the old man and planned to nourish Fu Jin.

"Yes, yes, I forgot if you didn't say it. One day you asked Yawen to come home and show my granddaughter-in-law. It's really bad for my body cold conditioning, which affects me to have a great grandson!"

"... cough, cough!" Fu Jin, who didn't cough just now, coughed again

"Mother, grandma, stop talking and let her eat!" This time, Su Tinghe was really distressed. He handed Fu Jin a cup of warm water and looked at his grandmother and mother, who were talking vigorously, with a helpless wink.

"Ah? Oh, eat, ha ha, girl, don't worry, slow down! Grandma is old and has bad teeth. She eats slowly. You eat slowly and stay with grandma. "

"Cough... Yes, you. Take your time. I'll accompany you." Fu Jin finally suppressed his cough, and his face was still red with his head down

After lunch, the old lady looked very happy and didn't go back to the house to have a rest immediately. Pulling Fu Jin out of the door, he strolled slowly in the yard and showed her the flowers planted by Wanru.

"Your mother usually doesn't have any other hobbies. She likes all kinds of flowers and grass. If she doesn't go to the flower house over there to write and draw. Alas! Girl! Old lady, I don't know how long I can live, but I ask you to treat your mother well. She is a poor woman! "

Fu Jin held the old man and listened to her saying so, with deep doubts in her eyes