One Thought Addiction: Fu Shao's Heart-to-heart Doting on His Wife

Jian Changqing sighed, put her luggage on the side table, and followed Mama Wu to the manager's room.

It is said to be the manager's room, but it is actually just a room specially used for working. It is at the front of a row of servant rooms and is the first room in the corridor.

Wu Ma didn't knock on the door, but directly opened the door of the manager's room.In the manager's room, there are four desks.Wu Ma walked to the innermost table, sat down, and looked up at Jian Changqing.

Jian Changqing didn't speak, and was still waiting for Mama Wu's instructions.

Wu Ma rummaged through a bunch of folders, pulled out a pink folder, opened the first page, and put it in front of Jian Changqing.

Jian Changqing took a closer look, and the A4 paper in front of him was obviously brand new, and there were timetables listed on it.

"Wake up at four o'clock?" Jian Changqing saw the first item on the top of the A4 paper, and immediately couldn't calm down.Four o'clock?get up?What kind of fairy schedule is this?
Madam Wu nodded and said, "Yes, Mrs. Fu is old and sleeps lightly, so she wakes up earlier. Usually she wakes up from five o'clock to 05:30, so you need to wake up at four o'clock. Get up and start preparing breakfast before 04:30. Breakfast can’t be perfunctory, although it’s for Mrs. Fu alone, but there are four to five types for her to choose from.”

Hearing this, Jian Changqing couldn't help but doubt life.It turns out that Mrs. Fu is still such a delicate little old lady?
Before Jian Changqing could reply, Wu Ma continued.

"According to Mrs. Fu's arrangement, Ms. Fu will get up on time at seven o'clock. So at six o'clock, you must start making the children's nutritional meal that Mrs. Fu asked a nutritionist to prescribe. Ms. Fu started to go to interest classes After that, you can start cleaning the house." After Wu Ma finished speaking, she met the stunned Jian Changqing's eyes.

Jian Changqing couldn't believe it either, she looked down the timetable and fixed her eyes on the last time.

"...The job is finished, at eleven o'clock in the evening?!" Jian Changqing was a little unbelievable. Is such a schedule really achievable by humans?In this way, she didn't sleep for eight hours!
And Wu Ma just looked up at Jian Changqing, nodded slightly, and said, "After reading this timetable, if Miss Jian has any questions, you can come here to find me directly. Your room should be packed now." Now, you can go back and rest first, and you will start to strictly abide by the schedule on tomorrow."

Jian Changqing sighed, grasping the timetable as if resigned to fate, turned around and was about to leave.

At this time, Wu Ma called her again from behind her: "By the way, Miss Jian! The bathroom is in the corridor on the other side."

Jian Changqing turned her head, nodded to Mama Wu, and left the manager's room.

On the other hand, Fu Nianchen also stayed in Fu's old house because he was worried that Jian Changqing would be bullied too much by Mrs. Fu.He stood in the room where he had lived for more than ten years, every brick and tile inside was as familiar as ever, yet so strange.

The Fu family is still the Fu family, but the Fu family is no longer the old Fu family.Even grandma, from the grandma who doted on him alone in the past, has become a grandma who does not support him.

Fu Nianchen took a scented candle on the desk in his hand and let out a long breath.

The old things are still there, but why is it different from before?
When Jian Changqing returned to the room, the room was indeed much tidier.It's just that the abrupt wall skin and yellowed walls still made her a little uncomfortable.

The corrupt atmosphere in the room had dissipated a lot, and the bed was covered with neat and clean sheets, pillows and quilts.

Jian Changqing walked in resignedly and closed the door.She kept telling herself that no matter how much she endured, as long as she endured, everything would pass.Little Pudding will come back to her, and she will be able to leave here.

At four o'clock in the morning, Jian Changqing got up on time.The sleepy bug kept pestering her, she sat on the bed, slapped herself hard on the cheek a few times, got out of bed, took a toothbrush and toothpaste to wash up.

After all, Jian Changqing was born as a cook, so of course he is not bad at cooking.Seeing Mrs. Fu eating the food she made bite by bite, her heart fell hard to the ground like a stone.In this way, there is one less reason to be made things difficult by Mrs. Fu.

But when she watched Little Pudding take a bite of the breakfast she made in the dark and her eyes lit up, she still felt a little bit in her heart.

Before the people around could react, and before Jian Changqing could smile, Little Pudding, whose eyes lit up, suddenly sat at the dining table and cried loudly, calling for his mother.

"Mom! Mom! I want my mother!" Little Pudding was hugged by the servant who took care of her, struggling with her hands and feet, saying that she wanted to find her mother.

Jian Changqing was asked by Mama Wu to stand in the dark and was not allowed to show her face. She could only look at the crying little Pudding with tears in her eyes.

She knew that Little Pudding must have recognized him. How could she not remember the breakfast she had cooked for Little Pudding for so many years?But now, seeing Little Pudding crying so sadly, Jian Changqing had nothing to do.What position and identity does she have in the old house of Fu's family, to tell Little Pudding that her mother is here, here to protect her, so that she should not be afraid?

On the other hand, Fu Nianchen also got up early, and he asked for leave from the company, just because he was afraid that Mrs. Fu would embarrass Jian Changqing.

At the end of the day, Fu Nianchen had seen the intensity of Jian Changqing's work. Mrs. Fu really regarded Jian Changqing as a servant, which made him feel very distressed.So almost without thinking, Fu Nianchen found Mrs. Fu.

"Grandma, what's the difference between Changqing and a real servant?! She is my wife and Little Pudding's mother! How can you do this?! Even if you don't like her, you don't have to act like this." Make things difficult for her!" When Fu Nianchen thought of Jian Changqing's hard-working back, he felt a pain in his heart.

He, Fu Nianchen, wanted to put the person on top of his heart, who was not willing to touch her with any housework, why should he be treated like this?And the person who hurt her was her grandma!

Mrs. Fu was sitting on the grand teacher's chair, holding a copy of "Red and Black" in her hand. After hearing what Fu Nianchen said, she raised her eyes and lowered her head again.

"Aren't I doing this for your own good?" Mrs. Fu said lazily.

Fu Nianchen only felt that Mrs. Fu was making excuses. He had heard many such things during the years when he grew up under Mrs. Fu.

"For my own good? For my good is to hurt my favorite person like this?" Fu Nianchen's eyes were red, he was angry and sad at the same time.

After hearing this, Mrs. Fu put the book in her hand on her lap, took off the reading glasses on the bridge of her nose, then transferred a photo from her mobile phone, and handed it to Fu Nianchen, "I'm not doing it for your own good." ? Look, if I really let Jian Changqing relax, maybe she will see this photo. Then you still want to hide it, but you won't be able to hide it."

Seeing the familiar figure in the photo, Fu Nianchen's expression changed, he swallowed, and said with a guilty conscience: "I'm not, this is a misunderstanding..."

Mrs. Fu withdrew her hand, and then said flatly: "Who cares if this is a misunderstanding? There are pictures and the truth, what would Jian Changqing think?"

Fu Nianchen was choked by Mrs. Fu and didn't speak any more. He turned his head and left the study and returned to his room.

Although Jian Changqing stayed in the Fu family's old house, she rarely saw Pudding.After Little Pudding was picked up by Mrs. Fu, he was assigned very complicated learning tasks. The daily itinerary was fully arranged, and several teachers came to teach Little Pudding every day.

Little Pudding couldn't stand this kind of grievance, but she had to learn.Because Mrs. Fu promised Little Pudding that as long as she studies well, she will let her meet her mother.

So Little Pudding gained motivation and listened very carefully in class.She is very competitive, she will learn it as soon as she learns it, just like Fu Nianchen back then, she is very talented.

After Jian Changqing worked in Fu's old house for a week without complaining, he was finally able to see Little Pudding.

Mrs. Fu was very satisfied with Little Pudding, and her academic achievements were very remarkable, so Mrs. Fu let go and allowed Little Pudding to spend an hour with Jian Changqing a day.

When Jian Changqing walked to Little Pudding's room under the leadership of Wu Ma, Jian Changqing's palms were constantly sweating.

At last I could see Pudding, Pudding, her child.

The moment the door opened, Jian Changqing and Little Pudding looked at each other, tears flowed from both of their eyes.

Little Pudding threw himself into Jian Changqing's arms, crying loudly.

"Mom! Mom, I miss you so much. I don't like that grandma, can you take me home? Mom, woo woo woo..." Little Pudding buried his head in Jian Changqing's arms, and held his little hands tightly Grabbing the back of her shirt.

Seeing such a sad little pudding, Jian Changqing couldn't bear it, and hugged the little pudding even tighter.Her chin lightly rested on the top of Little Pudding's hair, rubbing against it with some attachment.

"Little Pudding, Mom misses you very much. Mom will definitely bring Little Pudding home. Can Little Pudding wait?" Jian Changqing shed silent tears and gently comforted Little Pudding in her arms.

After having the opportunity to meet Little Pudding, Jian Changqing felt that even if he was burdened by tedious housework, the life in Fu's old house would not be difficult.That hour every day became the moment that Jian Changqing and Little Pudding looked forward to the most, just like students waiting for get out of class to end, adults waiting for get off work to end, as soon as the time was approaching, they couldn't help jumping for joy.

Seeing the sympathy between the mother and daughter, Fu Nianchen became even more anxious in his heart. He also wanted little pudding to return to Jian Changqing's side.