Marriage sprouting: Mr. Fu's favorite

Fu Chenxi wanted to hug her from behind, and stubbornly put her hand on his: "Do you want to teach?"

I've only heard of people being tortured into tricks, but I haven't seen anyone who was begged to teach people to wash dishes.

Cheng Nuo didn't want him to be dishonest again, so he had no choice but to respond: "Teach me, teach me, but let me go first!"

Fu Chenxi naturally refused: "No, I want to hold my hand!"

Cheng Nuo gritted his teeth, wanting to scold him, uncle!
After thinking about it, for the sake of him taking the old house back, she endured it, and while holding his hand, she let him take the dishes and wash them for a long time.

Cheng Nuo flicked the dishcloth in his hand: "Can you stop joining in the fun?"

She would have finished what she was doing long ago, because of him, she spent a long time scribbling in the kitchen.

It's fine if you want to learn how to wash dishes, and it's not honest at all to be behind her.

Seeing that she was angry, Fu Chenxi smiled softly: "I have learned, you should rest first."

Cheng Nuo was eager to get out of his clutches, and as soon as he took off his apron, he sat on the wicker chair next to him.

He really looked good, he casually said while washing the dishes: "Do you still want to see Yang Zhihao?"

Cheng Nuo's sluggish body continued subconsciously, and soon felt that he was playing tricks on her, and refused: "No, I won't go back on what I promised you."

Fu Chenxi put the washed dishes in the cupboard, and said with a smile: "I allow you to go back once."

Feeling that he was not at ease, he shook his head: "Forget it, I'm not a person who doesn't keep his word."

Fu Chenxi saw through it at a glance: "Nuo Nuo, in front of me, is there any need to pretend?"

Cheng Nuo dodged with guilty eyes, but was still dragged out by him.

When they left, the neighbors next door knew that she and grandma were back, and they came to visit one after another.

Because Cheng Nuo had something to do, he could only ask grandma to entertain him. It was also good to see a few old ladies talking with grandma.

In the car, she yawned after traveling all day.

Fu Chenxi took out a document from his briefcase, which was the property rights of the old house, and saw the two names on it.

She couldn't help frowning: "You are so cunning!"

Fu Chenxi actually readily accepted these four words: "Thanks for the compliment."

Cheng Nuo snorted and ignored him.

It's not that he doesn't accept his name on the property rights, but that he doesn't want to be forced to be tied to him.

Fu Chenxi's deep eyes smiled like a bright moon: "Nuo Nuo, if you think this is not good, you might as well promise me the second thing, not only your things are yours, but mine is also yours, how about it?"

Cheng Nuo looked at him coldly: "It's not good."

That delicate face, the more you look at it, the more you feel unbeatable, and the smile on the corner of his mouth makes people itch even more.

But in this way, the matter of the old house was completely resolved, and Cheng Nuo couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Once a person relaxes, he gets tired easily. On the way to the hospital, she was groggy and almost fell onto his shoulder several times.

Seeing this, Fu Chenxi put her head directly on her shoulder.

Cheng Nuo woke up from his drowsiness, and just wanted to move to the side...

He just pulled her over and said, "Stop, it will take half an hour to get to the hospital."

Anyway, it wasn't once or twice that she had close contact with him, and she stopped coddling and fell on his shoulder wearily.

Asleep, fell asleep, and ended up knocking on his knee.

Cheng Nuo was confused and wanted to raise his head, but he pressed it down again. In a daze, he heard him murmur, "Nonuo, do you remember that when you were young, grandpa and uncle Cheng often took you to visit in the nursing home?" An old friend?"

She was stunned for a while, and let out a drowsy sound, and felt strange after knowing it, how could he know?
Cheng Nuo opened his eyes slightly: "Yes, grandpa told me that they are good friends, and dad also said the same, unfortunately..."

Fu Chenxi's expression was indifferent: "He passed away not long ago, right?"

Cheng Nuo nodded, "How do you know?"

Fu Chenxi smiled indifferently, of course he knew that that person was his grandfather...

He didn't answer her, but asked curiously, "Nonuo, do you still have any impression of that uncle?"

Cheng Nuo lay on his knees and thought about it intently: "It's very kind, I vaguely remember that he often took out a photo and asked me how is the brother on it? But it's been too long, I can't remember the person above It looks like it."

It was as vague as her impression of the old uncle.

There was obvious interest in Fu Chenxi's eyebrows and eyes: "What did he tell you?"

Cheng Nuo pondered for a while, and finally shook his head: "There are too many, I can't remember. At that time, there seemed to be an uncle next to me. I didn't seem to say anything, but they all laughed at me, and I don't know what I was laughing at."

Her drowsiness woke up with a word, and when she recalled carefully, there were only a few vague images.

Fu Chenxi played with her soft hair: "They are laughing at you for being stupid!"

Cheng Nuo turned to look at him lying flat on his back: "Why am I so stupid?"

Fu Chenxi couldn't help but tell the truth: "You are not stupid, you can put it in Lu Yixuan's hands!"

Cheng Nuo frowned, his words brought back some memories in her.

Yes, yes, the picture that the old uncle showed her was a handsome boy of fifteen or sixteen, but at that time all she could think about was that she had brother Yixuan, so she hid behind her father.

They all laughed.

After thinking about it, Cheng Nuo felt that it was not a coincidence that he mentioned Lu Yixuan: "Fu Chenxi, why do you know everything?"

He looked at her calmly, without saying a word.

Thinking of the parrot he mentioned just now, Grandpa also had one, which died of illness.

His grandpa had one too, so it might actually be a parrot, which means...

Cheng Nuo was shocked: "Isn't that old uncle..."

Seeing that she finally guessed it, Fu Chenxi didn't want to hide it: "Well, he is my grandfather."

Cheng Nuo couldn't believe it: "What?! My grandfather and your grandfather actually knew each other."

Such a fate is too coincidental!
In fact, otherwise, it is not a coincidence, but destiny.

If the two old men hadn't known each other, Uncle Cheng wouldn't have approached him either.

Fu Chenxi looked indifferent: "Is it strange?"

Cheng Nuo nodded: "It's unbelievable, your family is so rich, how does my grandpa know your grandpa?"

Fu Chenxi expressed helplessness: "You are stupid, you forgot that your grandfather is not also in business."

Cheng Nuo suddenly understood: "Oh, yes, I heard grandma say that grandpa's business is actually doing very well, but because of this father, he has conflicts with grandpa from time to time.

Because my father's identity is very sensitive, it is not a good thing for my grandfather to expand his business. Since then, our family has been maintaining a well-off life, and my grandfather can live with his grandmother in his later years with peace of mind. "

My father is the pride of my grandfather all his life. In his later years, my grandfather always smiled when he talked about his father.

Fu Chenxi said calmly, "Have you figured it out now?"

Cheng Nuo frowned, thoughtfully: "When did you know?"

He already knew that the entanglement between them was more than just this one thing, every thread...