Secret love becomes a marriage

"Young lady, look how thin you are. You still say you're not hungry."

Women are sentimental animals. In particular, Fu Sishen grew up looking at her. Although she is a young lady, they not only respect her, but also love her. Looking at her small appearance, they are particularly distressed.

"Well, aunt Yang, will you make me a bowl of noodles?"

"OK, OK, aunt Yang will make it for you." the cook wiped her tears and immediately went to the kitchen.

"..." when Fu Linshen came back, Fu Sishen was eating.

She can't move her left hand, only her right hand can move, can't fix the bowl, and won't let others help, so her posture is very embarrassed... Put her face against the bowl, don't let the bowl move, and her right hand grasps the face into her mouth. It's like someone is robbing her, like she hasn't eaten for hundreds of years.

In that way, Fu Linshen felt bored, especially when he heard what his old man said "Doll, a few days ago, zuoqiu's grandfather called and asked if you were back. Uncle estimated the day and thought you were coming back, so he went back. Zuoqiu's grandfather said you were coming back. Zuoqiu's grandfather wanted to ask you little thirteen and meet the little thirteen you grew up with. Would you like to or not?"

"Uncle Fu, brother Yang has told me that I am willing to go."

She ate a large bowl of noodles, and even drank the soup. After eating a bowl of hot noodles, she had a little blood color on her small pointed face, raised her head and faced the old man opposite, but her eyes didn't look at him directly, like fear, more inferiority complex.

"..." Fu's deep face was extremely dark when he heard Fu Sishen say I was willing to go, but he didn't speak, just walked towards the living room with a thin smile.

"Young master," the housekeeper shouted respectfully at the first sight of Fu Linshen.

When Fu Sishen heard this cry, his small body suddenly stiffened, and the whole person was like being in an ice cave.

"Well." Fu Linshen nodded to the crowd, faintly couldn't hear the emotion, shouted "Dad", bypassed the living room and turned upstairs.

Fu Sishen thought that Fu Linshen's attitude was normal. In the daytime, he went to T city to pick her up, which was a little abnormal. However, he contacted brother yang to pick her up. What he said was also normal. However, in the eyes of master Fu, his son's appearance now is a little wrong and too calm.

If you know your son, you are still Lao Tzu!

Calm is only superficial, someone's heart has long been surging.

"After eating, have an early rest. If you are energetic tomorrow, go to see the little thirteen. He has come to Kyoto."

"OK." Fu Sishen nodded.

The old man could not hide his deep guilt in his eyes. He stood up, turned his face to the cook standing next to him and said, "give it to the little lady later, make some snacks and send them to the little lady's room. Don't let the little lady hungry."

"Yes..."

For the little girl, except Fu Linshen, other people in the family are also distressed. They have to prepare supper, snacks and fruits if the old man doesn't order them down.

"Take the little lady up to rest..."

In another word, the old man gave orders to the housekeeper's wife who was also on duty in the house.

"Yes, sir..." the woman respectfully replied and went to Fu Sishen. "Little Miss, let me help you up and have a rest..."

"Well, thank you."

"Miss, let me wipe your face!"

After entering the room, Fu Sishen was pressed by grandma Ning on the bed and sat down. Grandma Ning went into the bathroom, twisted a hot towel for her, avoided the wound for her, and carefully wiped her face and hands. It was the same room she lived in before. Uncle Fu said, it's good to come back, and everything is the same when she comes back.

Yes, indeed, everyone is still the same to her, or even give her more, because of sympathy, or other reasons. However, at present, looking at the kindness of these people to themselves, Fu Sishen has different feelings. For her, many things are different.

"Young lady, how did you get all this?"

The blood on the head, the wound, the deep bone on the wrist and the wound on the calf. There are some other large and small wounds. How terrible! Why are they all on a little girl like her?

"It's okay..."

Looking at grandma Ning, she looked at her wound and shed tears. In fact, Fu Sishen had no feeling. She was used to it. Even the pain was used to it.

"Grandma Ning, I'm tired. I want to sleep for a while."

Fu Sishen used to speak with a big and lively voice. Now when she speaks, she has no expression on her face, and her voice is very light and lifeless.

Look, the old man's tears keep falling. There's no way. She can only go. Some things can't rely on others. She can only heal those wounds slowly and slowly.

“……”

Grandma Ning didn't turn off the light when she left, because she had to keep the light anyway. She had night blindness, but in the prison, who cares if you have night blindness? What are you afraid of? As soon as it gets dark, the whole thing gets dark. Some prisons with better environment have lights and are comfortable, but Fu Sishen hasn't lived in such a prison for a day.

She lives in a very poor kind. There is no light at night, and the sound made by mice crawling around... Is right in her ear. Sometimes, because they were beaten with blood, those mice climbed to her bed along the smell of blood.

In the first two years, she was afraid to scream, but she often screamed in exchange for bullying. People who were locked up would feel that she quarreled with her and beat her to death... Later, she stopped barking. She was not afraid of the black and the mice. Even, she had no friends in prison and no one paid attention to her. She also talked and accompanied the mice!

In the past, she thought she would be deeply afraid when she looked back. Then, she actually felt very stable in her heart... But why did the tears spread late at night, big drops of tears fell, and she cried silently, just like a little beast who was injured and had nowhere to go.

"Dong Dong..." a few soft knocks on the door, accompanied by the cook's gentle voice "Little Miss, have you slept?"

"No, come in."

The door was pushed open and the woman came in. "Young lady, I made you some snacks and brought you fruit. If you are hungry, eat some."

"OK."

"Well, young lady, have a good rest and I'll step back first."

The door of the room opened and closed, leaving Fu Sishen alone. She turned her head a little and looked at the snacks and fruits on the table.