Mr.Fu's wife is sweet and wild

Fu Ge shared a bitter hatred with his mother this time.

They had the same idea, but Fu Qi thought a little deeper.

"In terms of blood relationship, Zhu Zhongjun is Xi Xi's real mother after all. Even if there are many mistakes and bad things about her mother, now people are dead. If they don't even go to the funeral, it's estimated that those people will make some means in public opinion."

Mrs. Fu was very angry, "how dare they? If they do, see how I tear them. "

Is it true that the Fu family is a vegetarian?

Fu Ge didn't think so either. "There's no need to worry about it. Don't forget that Xi Xi is pregnant now. No one can tell them. Don't worry, I'll deal with it and won't let any signs appear."

Even if there were, he would nip out the signs of rising at the first time.

When Fu Qi saw that his son had an idea, he stopped talking. Originally, he planned to let his son go, which was morally enough.

"Then you can do it yourself."

Mrs. Fu is still a little unhappy. These people don't matter anymore. She even sends a message to Xi Xi.

I don't know if Xi Xi's mood has been affected

When Qin Jianxi came downstairs after taking a bath, he received her mother-in-law's cautious eyes.

I can't help but wonder, what happened when she was away? Why does her mother-in-law look at her like this?

However, before she could ask, Fu Ge, who was sitting, got up and walked to her, "why doesn't this hair dry? Come on, go upstairs and I'll blow your wet hair again. "

When he said this, Mrs. Fu's sight suddenly fell on Qin Jianxi's hair. At a glance, it was really wet. She hurriedly said, "Xi Xi, go and blow dry your hair. What if you are sick all your life?"

Qin Jianxi wanted to say it was all right. She was in good health, but she didn't say it. She was dragged upstairs by Fu Ge.

After Fu Ge took Qin Jianxi back to the room, he sat down on the bed: "you sit here, I'll get the hair dryer."

Qin Jianxi really wanted to say that it was unnecessary, but the words changed when they came to his mouth, "the hair dryer was just put in the bathroom."

Fuge raised his feet and walked to the bathroom.

When he came out, he had a hair dryer in his hand.

When the electricity was plugged in, Fu Ge blew up Qin Jianxi's hair.

For a time, there was only the sound of a hair dryer in the room

After about three minutes, Fuge put the hair dryer away.

"Well, if you wash your hair again in the future, you must blow dry. Don't tell me that you are in good health. You are also a human body and eat cereals. If you don't pay attention, you should get sick or get sick."

Qin Jianxi looked up at him and couldn't help smiling at him, "OK, listen to you!"

If she doesn't follow, it's estimated that the Lord can talk for a long time. Won't she blow her hair? What a big deal. Just add another three or five minutes later.

The corners of Fu GE's mouth turned up, "go downstairs and have dinner. My baby princess must be hungry."

Spoiled eyes fell on Qin Jianxi's stomach.

Qin Jianxi couldn't help rolling his eyes. This guy came again.

They went downstairs hand in hand.

However, it's still a little early to eat at this point. Qin Jianxi sat next to Mrs. Fu and chatted with her for a while before the family went to dinner

*

Zhu Zhongjun's funeral was held three days later. Qin Jianxi didn't go.

She thought the Augustus family would do something. After all, they sent her a message.

But what surprised her was that there was no movement in the half month after the funeral.

She thought it was unusual, so she asked Fugo one night, "did you do something to the Augustus family?"

Fu Ge was just lying down. He was still a little cold after taking a bath. He didn't hug Qin bamboo slips. He was deeply afraid that he gave her this cold.

At this moment, I looked at her question.

He did not deny, "yes, I gave them a small warning when they were ready to take action. That's it. Well, don't pay attention to them. Anything about those people has nothing to do with you in the future."

Qin Jianxi nodded, "HMM."

She didn't want to have anything to do with those people.

After talking about the topic, Fu GE's body was already warm. He put people in his arms, "wife, it's time to go to bed."

Qin Jianxi is now used to going to bed early. Coupled with the fact that the month is a little older, her lower abdomen began to bulge slowly, a little pregnant.

The body structure has also changed a little, and sleepiness is a little more than at the beginning.

Not long after the light was turned off, she fell asleep.

In the dark, Fuge felt her breathing gradually calming down. He knew she was asleep, so he kissed her forehead, "wife, good night."

*

Qin Jianxi's treatment to Yang Xingchun was very stable. Just after 30 days, Mrs. Yang took the lead in discovering the finger movement of her son's hand.

At that time, she thought she was wrong.

When she took a closer look and her son's fingers moved again, she shouted in surprise, "Qin, Miss Qin, my Xingchun's fingers moved."

Qin Jianxi's reaction was mediocre. After all, she knew it in her heart, "well."

But after hearing his wife's words, Mr. Yang hurriedly ran over to see it.

When he saw that his son's fingers were indeed moving, he was shocked, "move, move, God, my Xingchun's fingers moved..."

The excitement made his old tears flow out.

A month ago, those experts brought him bad news, saying that his son would not live for half a month. When they were ready, he felt that his sky was falling.

Now, instead of dying, his son is really getting better every day.

Today, the finger actually moved.

He wiped an old tear, then turned to look at Qin Jian Xi, "Miss Qin, my son's finger moved. Is he conscious now?"

Qin Jianxi looked at his red eyes and understood the mood of their husband and wife at the moment. "Yes, he has a little consciousness these days, so if you are here with him, you can talk to him more."

Mrs. Yang hooked her son's hand and finally felt that her son was still alive and would really be well.

When hearing Qin Jianxi's words, he turned his head, and his tone was a little more urgent, "Miss Qin, is my son soon to wake up?"

When she asked, Mr. Yang also stared at the Qin bamboo slips. It can be seen that he was also very nervous.