Strongly Locked Up, Fu Shao’s Dumb New Wife

Under the eaves of the porch, the parrot quacked, adding a bit of joy to the garden.

Qi Lingyang glanced at Su Xiang's back, his complexion slowly fell, and Wen Run's eyes showed a bit of coldness.

He hoped that in front of her, he would always be the gentle and moist Qi Lingyang, someone she could rely on, but now that he can no longer let it go...

Su Xiang changed Pearl into a red Han skirt. The national dress is now popular. Wearing such a skirt to salute the elders during the New Year is very ceremonial.

The little girl is pink and white as jade, and she is beautiful and cute like a jade doll. Du Ruohan herself has classical beauty. The pearl looks inherited her beauty, and she shows her beauty in a sweaty skirt.

This girl must be a beauty when she grows up.

After picking up Pearl, Su Xiang smiled and took her little hand downstairs.

In the garden, Qi Lingyang was standing in front of a winter plum. At this time, the winter plum had already grown flower bones, and the thin petals were huddled together. When the wind blew, the branches shook slightly, and the flower bones also shook lightly.

Pearl looked at Qi Lingyang, and screamed, "Baba..." She threw into his arms like a baby swallow.

Qi Lingyang easily hugged her with one hand. He looked at Su Xiang, his lips curled up slightly.

The style of the skirt she wears is more ordinary. Compared with the simple and elegant color clothes, this red retro skirt sets her up very energetic, and it also reflects the atmosphere of the Chinese New Year.

He handed it over and said, "Here." He pinched a twig of winter plum between his slender fingers, and the flowers hadn't bloomed yet.

Su Xiang took it and squeezed it in his hand and looked at it: "How do you pluck the flowers well?"

Qi Lingyang said, "You look beautiful, it looks good."

Su Xiang pursed her lips and smiled, and Pearl grabbed Qi Lingyang's clothes and shook: "Baba, me, Huahua..." She also wanted beautiful flowers.

Qi Lingyang scraped her little nose and said, "Your flowers, wait for your boyfriend to send them later."

It sounds like a casual sentence, but it is suggesting something to Su Xiang. He glanced at Su Xiang and walked towards the gate holding the pearl.

Su Xiang glanced down at the winter plum blossom and bit her lower lip lightly. The driver was carrying the New Year’s gift to the car. Zhang Ma carried a basket of eggs in the shape of ingots in her hand, and mumbled: "These are all from my hometown. They are definitely free-range eggs. Say hello to the old man. ."

Qi Haipeng gave out bonuses during the New Year and wrapped big red envelopes for all the people in the family. Even the Xiangyuan side took care of it. Zhang's mother was very happy and sent the bacon from her hometown to the old man.

The rear compartment was full of cars, and the rear cover was closed with a bang, and this was the end.

Su Xiang got in the car, and Pearl got tired of sitting next to her. The little girl pointed to her dress and then to her skirt: "Red."

"Right, red."

Pearl is in the identification stage, Su Xiang also took the opportunity to teach her to identify the color, and pointed to the winter plum and said, "Yellow y color."

Qi Lingyang glanced at them. The clothes of the two of them were made by him from a designer. They said they wanted to look like parent-child clothes, but they couldn't be too obvious.

He didn't know if every man had such naive thoughts. Seeing his wife and daughter in parent-child clothes, it was very warm and homely.

But in the end, Su Xiang was still unmarried with him, and she remembered Fu Ying in her heart. She would definitely be sad Fu Ying if she put on a parent-child pretend, so he could only do this calmly.

Qi Lingyang slowly squeezed his fingers, lowered his eyes, and stored the humble little under his eyes.

The car soon arrived at the old house of the Su family. The old house of the Qi family was cleaned. There were two big red lanterns hanging at the door, and several osmanthus trees in the yard were also hung with small lanterns, which looked beaming.

Pearl had already been familiar with Qi Haipeng for a long time, and when people were still in the yard, they called grandpa loudly. Qi Haipeng wore an apron around his waist and walked out full of flour to respond to her: "Hey, come here so early."

Pearl looked at him with a smile, clasping his hands like a Fu, and said to him: "Grandpa, a good Chinese New Year."

Xiaocheng and the others used pearls to make fun of them when they were bored in the dance practice in those days in Beicheng. They taught her these tricks to please the elders. Pearl didn't learn anything else clearly, but this sentence was milky and milky.

Qi Haipeng was very happy with the freshness, smiled and curled his eyebrows and said, "Good, good."

Pearl straightened her waist, blinked her long eyelashes like a fan, spread her little hand: "Grandpa, where's the bag."

Qi Haipeng has no girls in his life, and Du Ruohan's daughter-in-law is quite docile, obviously unable to handle the peculiar trick of the little girl. He glanced at Su Xiang and Qi Lingyang who were standing on the side laughing, and then turned to Pearl Said: "Well, grandpa now has flour on his hands, and I will give you a bag in a while."

Su Xiang and Qi Lingyang went up to say hello to the old man, Qi Haipeng nodded, Su Xiang asked: "Uncle Qi, what are you doing?"

There are servants in the Qi family, and the old man never goes to the kitchen.

Qi Haipeng glanced at the flour in his hand and said, "Knead the noodles and make the skin of Xiaolongbao." He turned and walked into the house.

Qi Lingyang followed him jokingly: "Father, you are getting more relaxed now."

After Qi Haipeng handed over the company to Qi Lingyang, the company seldom got involved in the affairs of the company.

Qi Haipeng was in front of the Qi family, and Qi Lingcong took over. After some turbulence in the previous years, when it was handed over to Qi Lingyang, the old officials began to move around. Qi Haipeng didn't even ask about this. It all depended on how Qi Lingyang handled the demotion that should be demoted, the cut that should be cut, after some actions, the Qi clan has stabilized, and no one dared to question the second gentleman Wenrun anymore.

Qi Haipeng glanced at Qi Lingyang, a light flashed across his elite eyes.

He rubbed the flour in the basin, waited eagerly for the bag, and stood on tiptoes obediently to watch Qi Haipeng knead the noodles. After a while, he became interested, and mixed in with his little hand.

Qi Haipeng quickly grabbed her little hand and grabbed a small piece of dough for her to play with.

Qi Lingyang glanced at the pearls sitting on the small stool while pinching the flour, and turned to Qi Haipeng and said, "Father, do you have something to tell me?"

The look just now contained some irony, but Qi Lingyang was sure that it was not aimed at him.

Qi Haipeng said: "A few days ago, at a party of a group of old guys, I had a few words with Fu Zhengnan."

...

A few days ago, a wealthy businessman who had retired from the Chamber of Commerce had invited some old friends from the Chamber of Commerce to go to the fun. Fu Zhengnan and Qi Haipeng were both invited.

Fu Zhengnan is the president of the Chamber of Commerce. It was at the height of the sun, surrounded by a group of people to compliment. Qi Haipeng sat in a corner drinking tea and listening to Beijing opera on the stage.

Just when it was pleasant to hear, a cold voice inserted from the side: "Qi Haipeng, my son, can you use it smoothly?"

Qi Haipeng took the lid of the teacup and took a sip of tea slowly. He raised his eyes and glanced at Fu Zhengnan, who was standing behind him, with a sneer, then put the teacup on the coffee table with a click, splashing a few drops of tea on the tabletop.

"Joke, your son?"

Since Yu Kelan married Qi Haipeng, the two of them didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional. They never came into contact with each other easily, and avoided each other in business. For so many years, Fu Zhengnan never said this sentence in front of Qi Haipeng.

Fu Zhengnan's complexion became stiff, he paced and sat down on the other side of the cafe, and said coldly to Qi Haipeng: "Whose kind of he is, do you still need to verify it?"

At this time, the stage was singing to the climax, and the gongs and drums were beaten intensively, which was quite thunderous.

Qi Haipeng casually rubbed his wrists: "Kelan married me, and the son he gave birth to entered my household registration. I raised him with my own hand. Fu Zhengnan, where does your face say that it is your son?"

This was exactly what Fu Zhengnan was angry with. Although he recognized Qi Lingyang and taught him the ability, Qi Lingyang has always kept a distance from him, and now he actually ran to do something for the Qi family.

Fu Zhengnan said with a sullen face: "If it wasn't for Kelan to conceal it, Ling Yang wouldn't"

"Nothing?" Qi Haipeng interrupted him and said with a sneer, "Will you not be my son? Ha ha, if your wife Zhuo Ya knows, I'm afraid I won't even be born."

Mrs. Zhuo Ya back then, but Miss Zhuo’s family didn’t pay attention to the woman who robbed her husband. Can she let it go?

Yu Kelan married with a child. It can be said that she was trying to avenge Fu Zhengnan's betrayal, or it could be said that she was trying to protect her child. With the big backing of the Qi family, Madam Zhuoya didn't dare to attack her. And she also absolutely rejected Fu Zhengnan's heart.

Fu Zhengnan was irritated and became angry. He pressed his voice and said, "Qi Haipeng, you don't pretend to be great here. You raised Ling Yang, but how did you treat him? You never really regarded him as your own son. !"

If you treat him sincerely, you won't be indifferent to him. Knowing that Qi Lingyang and Du Ruohan are good, let Qi Lingcong marry Du Ruohan.

"If it weren't for your son's death, would you let him take over the Qi family? You have no one, so you insist on keeping him!"

Qi Haipeng raised his sharp eyes and did not deny: "Yes, Ling Cong is dead, I have to find Ling Yang to return. As the saying goes, good is good and evil is rewarded, and he is willing to come back to repay me. This is not conflict."

"Fu Zhengnan, I don't understand why you are arguing with me at this time. Your Fu family's heir dispute is over. You left everything to Fu Hanchuan, so why bother to blow your beard and stare at me here? "

Qi Haipeng looked at Fu Zhengnan's blushing face coldly. The Qi family's threshold was not as high as the Fu family's, but he didn't take the current president into consideration.

Fu Zhengnan was calm and stared at Qi Haipeng with reddish eyes. This old **** didn't say anything about robbing his son, and was planning to let them make a big joke in the Fu family.

He said: "You let Qi Lingyang marry Su Xiang and Qi Haipeng for your granddaughter, do you dare to say that you are a good person?"

"In order to let Qi Lingyang work for you, you handed the Qi clan to him. After your granddaughter grows up, you kick him away, Qi Haipeng, do you dare to say that you are a good person?"

Qi Haipeng smiled coldly: "The whole world only knows that you have only one Fu Hanchuan in your Fu family. What does it have to do with you when my son marries Su Xiang? I don't mind what kind of woman she is. A charity ambassador for the Disabled People’s Federation, and a career In hand, although it's not comparable to those famous daughters, but at any rate I can rely on myself to eat."

"Why, did she eat your rice again?"

"You" Fu Zhengnan was so angry that he couldn't wait to pat the table, and pressed the table to move, but because of the people around, he could only endure it for a long time.

Qi Haipeng snorted coldly in his nose, and continued: "If I want to say that I laid all this for the sake of pearls, I admit it. Our Qi family has just such a bone and blood. We should plan more for her. What's the problem?"

"If I use Qi Lingyang, how will I treat him in the future, hehe, Fu Zhengnan, you and I are all people walking on the road to death..."

Qi Haipeng's last words dragged a long ending, and he glanced at Fu Zhengnan with disdain. Since Qi Lingcong's death, he has understood a lot of things, the power is like a cloud, and his children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren.

The corner of Fu Zhengnan's eyes twitched slightly, and gritted his teeth, "Are you not afraid that Ling Yang would steal the Qi family?"

Qi Haipeng glanced at him: "I forgot to say, no doubt about employing people. Even if Qi Lingyang takes over the Qi clan, his surname is Qi. Unlike you, I handed the Fu family to Fu Hanchuan. Reach back."

With Qi Lingyang's feelings for Su Xiang, it is impossible for him to go back to be the eldest son of the Fu family, so Qi Haipeng doesn't have to worry at all.

Only in the Qi family can Qi Lingyang marry Su Xiang scenery into the door.

In Fu Zhengnan's view, Qi Haipeng's move was to win over Qi Lingyang and prevent him from recognizing his ancestors. He clenched his fists and stared at Qi Haipeng angrily.

At this time someone came to say hello: "Chairman Fu, Brother Haipeng, how are you two talking?"

Fu Zhengnan put aside his expression, and Qi Haipeng took a sip from his teacup, as if the argument just now didn't exist.

...

The white dough became more and more tenacious under Qi Haipeng's hands. He poked the dough and raised his eyes to Qi Lingyang and said, "He has the meaning of letting you recognize your ancestors."

Qi Lingyang looked at the round flour dumpling in the basin, and said lightly: "The dust has fallen to the ground."

In his opinion, the battle of the heirs three years ago is over, and each has its own way.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and the face that Fu Hanchuan was sure to win against Su Xiang appeared in his mind, and his fingers curled.

Qi Haipeng glanced at him: "Oh, yes, he is very concerned about your marriage with Su Xiang."

The reason why Fu Zhengnan was so angry about the marriage between Qi Lingyang and Su Xiang was that he was afraid that one day in the future, Qi Lingyang’s identity would be disclosed. At that time, the two were married. For the Fu family whose face and glory are more important than anything else, it’s really not a good thing. .

Therefore, Fu Zhengnan was tempted to let Qi Lingyang recognize his ancestor and return to his clan, and he intended to prevent them from getting married.

Qi Lingyang pressed his lip liner, and said, "So what?"

Not to mention whether he wants to go back, even if he does, he only needs Su Xiang, how can he stand him?

In the evening, a table of sumptuous dishes was spread out on the table, and there were crab noodle dumplings made by Qi Haipeng himself.

Pearl was thinking of her bag, and before taking the seat, she grabbed Qi Haipeng's clothes and said coquettishly: "Grandpa, bag..."

Qi Haipeng waved his hand, and several servants lined up the brand-name bags bought in a hurry from the shopping mall during the lunch time. Qi Haipeng said to his granddaughter indulgently, "The bags are all yours." As he said, he looked at Su Xiang. , "Which one do you fancy, take it all away in a while."

Pearl glanced at those famous brand bags, wrinkled her face: "No, it's a bag..."

"Isn't this the bag?" Qi Haipeng was confused, and Su Xiang smiled, "Uncle Qi, she said red envelopes. Happy New Year, bring the red envelopes."

I don’t know which year it became popular. Xiaocheng taught Pearl and made this girl worry about it. How could I know that the old man didn’t know this stalk, and he didn’t even know that he made people prepare so many bags.

Qi Haipeng glanced at his granddaughter and was amused by her again: "There are red envelopes, of course..."

It is lively and lively here, but the old house of the Fu family is not so lively.

The group of people first went to the adjoining building to pay a New Year greeting to Old Man Fu. Madame Zhuo Ya frowned slightly while looking at Old Man Fu's increasingly gray body. This year, the old man didn't even have the strength to say a few words. He sent a red envelope and waved his hand to let people go back.

When walking downstairs, Mrs. Zhuo Ya said: "The old man's health is getting worse and worse, the doctor said, he will last at most for another half a year."

Fu Zhengnan's expression was cold: "Half a year?" He moved his eyebrows, glanced at Fu Hanchuan and said nothing, then raised his foot and walked downstairs first.

It’s the same for New Year’s Eve dinner, a table of people sitting on a huge round table, but there is no sound. It's not just the old man's affairs that make people's mind dull, the Fu family is like this every year, but tonight is a little more thoughtful, even the youngest Fu Ying eats obediently.

After dinner, Fu Jiazhao prepared fireworks and firecrackers as in previous years. The fireworks rushed into the sky and burst into the air. A tree of fire trees and silver flowers bloomed out with a crackling sound. The faces of the few people watching below did not have any happy expressions. .

This is also considered a weird sight. Whose New Year is not a happy one, not many cheers when you see such a beautiful scenery?

On the way back, Fu Ying touched the car door lock and glanced at Fu Hanchuan and said, "Dad, why don't you protect your mother and let her be scolded by grandparents?"

He didn't understand it before, but in his memory, he still remembered that every time his mother went to the old house, she was very reluctant, and never used sign language there.

Now he understands why. Grandparents don't like his mother, but why doesn't Dad protect her?

"Dad, don't you like your mother and bully her?"

Fu Hanchuan drove the car. Hearing that his fingers slipped, the car twisted and stabilized.

He glanced at Fu Ying, his teeth strained, and stepped on the accelerator pedal to the bottom: "Shut up!"

Fu Ying pursed his mouth and turned to look out of the car window: "Huh, in the future, I will protect her. I will be better than you."

Fu Hanchuan glanced at the back of Fu Ying's head and was startled. No wonder he took the initiative to do his homework instead of fishing in troubled waters.

Su Xiang, this woman... Fu Hanchuan clicked the corner of her lips, and the car galloped past.

Beicheng usually prohibits the setting of fireworks, but they can be used during the Chinese New Year. All the way, fireworks are in full bloom, one by one disappears and the other rises, one after another, bright as day.