Marriage sprouting: Mr. Fu's favorite

Cheng Nuoduo thought about it, but still turned the corner and said, "You mean the things are not in our house?"

Fu Chenxi actually also had doubts: "Probably not, Uncle Cheng won't lie to me, maybe those people didn't find the right direction."

Cheng Nuo looked around: "But where is that? Even the bottom of the pond was dug three feet deep."

Fu Chenxi said that he didn't know, after all, the house was indeed horribly turned over, and his tone was light: "Uncle Cheng only said that you would help me find it. We might as well start from this aspect and think about the relevant memories between Uncle Cheng and you."

There are so many memories between her and her father, so many that she can't recall them for a while.

It seems that every minute and every second is precious and worth remembering.

Cheng Nuo nodded: "Okay, I'll think about it these few days."

Fu Chenxi smiled slightly: "Don't rush this moment, take your time."

As he said that, he dragged her to the living room, but Cheng Nuo was still thinking about where his father would put the things in his mind?

Fu Chenxi knocked her on the head and called her back who was out of her wits: "Okay, don't think about it, anyway, those people didn't find them. Since Uncle Cheng said that the things are in the old house, it must still be in the house."

Cheng Nuo let out an ooh, thinking it made sense.

The living room was basically the same as before, Fu Chenxi asked her if she was satisfied?

Of course she was satisfied, it was already a gift to bring back the old house, but grandpa used to love raising goldfish and turtles.

Thinking of those disembowelled goldfish, Cheng Nuo felt cruel.

They did everything they could to get rid of their father. Although the plants and trees here looked the same as before, she knew that they were all refurbished, and even the fish in the pond were re-purchased by him.

Cheng Nuo looked around and could understand that he had spent a lot of thought to restore the old house to be exactly like before.

Just looking at the little guy scurrying around in the pond, I still feel that something is missing.

Cheng Nuo tilted his head and asked, "Is our big tortoise still there?"

Fu Chenxi was suspicious for a moment, presumably he didn't quite understand what she meant.

Perhaps he never knew that there was actually a century-old tortoise in the pond.

Cheng Nuo smiled and said slowly: "It's nothing. Grandpa brought the tortoise back from Lingquan Temple, because grandpa likes to raise these. Speaking of which, the tortoise is quite spiritual. If it hadn't been for it to follow grandpa all the way , the eminent monks in the temple will not allow grandpa to take it back to our house, so let’s keep it in the pond.”

Later, her memory was also a little fuzzy, because the tortoise stayed in their house for many years.

Oh, Cheng Nuo suddenly remembered: "After grandpa passed away, my father was afraid that grandma would look sad, so he sent the tortoise to Uncle Tian's farmhouse. By coincidence, when Uncle Tian's farmhouse opened, an eminent monk went to Fengshui and said It was a town house lacking spiritual objects, so my father put the old guy in the pond at Miaomiao's house. At first, the old guy changed places and caused a lot of troubles at Miaomiao's house. I heard that he likes to chase after things in the yard Chickens, ducks, and geese scare the tourists who go there from time to time, but the funny thing is that most of those tourists go for it.”

Fu Chenxi listened quietly, and after seeing the look of loneliness flashing across her face, he asked: "Then do you want to take it back?"

Seeing what she said was so interesting, I think it also has a different meaning to her.

That's true. After grandpa passed away, although it wasn't very good to think so, I still felt that there was a shadow of his old man. It wasn't that grandpa was like a turtle, but that old guy used to like to follow behind grandpa.

So wherever it crawls, it seems that it can see the shadow of grandpa strolling in the house.

Cheng Nuo shook his head at him: "Forget it, Uncle Tian's family has helped us a lot, and besides, Grandma will miss it a lot when he brought it back. That old guy is not worry-free. I still remember that it came from our house. Pond climbed onto Uncle Li’s bed next door, and almost didn’t give him a heart attack, but that tortoise was quite human. When we were in our house, he played with cats or rhubarb, and never made a fuss. During the time at Miaomiao’s house, it deliberately made trouble like never before, as if it was losing its temper, don’t you think it’s absurd when I say this?”

Fu Chenxi smiled and said, "No, everything has a spirit."

He looked very sincere, not perfunctory at all, like a lie.

Cheng Nuo followed him and smiled, as if he followed her to make her happy: "You are really good at comforting people, but that old guy likes to crawl into my room to sleep, and he will accompany me when I read books and watch TV. Me, the way it strolls leisurely in the house every day, makes people envious and find it funny, as if..." Grandpa.

Fu Chenxi sat on the sofa and suddenly said, "Nonuo, do you believe it?"

Cheng Nuo was taken aback by his endless words: "What?"

Fu Chenxi seems to be in a memory: "My family used to raise a parrot, which was raised by the old man. It was very smart, what to say, what to learn, but later, because of the death of the old man, it stopped learning how to speak, and poked itself every day. The hair on the body disappeared not long after, so what you said is not an exaggeration at all."

After his mention, Cheng Nuo also remembered and said, "Fu Chenxi, my grandfather also raised a parrot."

He said lightly: "Is it such a coincidence?"

Cheng Nuo also thought it was a coincidence, but it didn't seem surprising: "Maybe it's like this in old age, just like aunts love to dance square dances."

Fu Chenxi nodded and said yes.

Cheng Nuo frowned and sighed, "It's just that Grandpa's parrot died too."

Fu Chenxi casually asked, "How did you die?"

Cheng Nuo shook his head: "I don't know, I forgot, it seems to be sick."

It's been a long time, and she was not too old at that time, even if she remembered, her memory was blurred.

The two chatted one after another, and grandma's meal was ready.

The old lady brought the dishes with a smile: "It's time to eat."

Cheng Nuo immediately went to the kitchen to wash the dishes and came over to serve the meal. After the meal was over, Fu Chenxi ate very happily.

And he also ate a lot, which was much better than usual anyway.

Cheng Nuo didn't know why he paid attention to this. After eating, he rushed to wash the dishes.

Considering that his foot was still injured, she went to the kitchen with him.

The dignified Mr. Fu washes the dishes, but it's not covered. The foam in the pool almost flooded the kitchen.

Cheng Nuo couldn't help but say in disgust, "You're so stupid, you can't even wash a dish."

Let's finish talking, thinking about Mr. Fu's precious time and money, how can he have time to do such trivial things.

It was rare for Fu Chenxi to accept it humbly, and hugged him from behind her, acting coquettishly: "You teach me."

Cheng Nuo rolled his eyes and turned around to push him away, but he kissed his forehead instead.

She said angrily: "Be honest with me, and finish washing earlier so that you can do what you should do. I remember that Mr. Fu seems to have invited that sweet sister to enjoy the beautiful scenery together."