Fu Shao's little wife is a prophet

On the other side, Dong Yuan made two phone calls before Fu Zhengcai answered the phone. When she spoke, her tone was still cold, which instantly ignited the anger in her chest.

"Fu Zheng, don't I need to remind you what day is it today? You can't be so busy that you don't have time to go home for the New Year's Eve dinner, right?" Dong Yuan asked with a suppressed voice.

Fu Zheng: "I remember, on the way back, it was you, why did you call the Su family?"

"Today's New Year's Eve, don't make the old man unhappy."

His words of warning made Dong Yuan's face stiff, and she denied it: "What's wrong with having a New Year's Eve dinner together? It's impossible for the old man to be unhappy."

"You know what I mean." Fu Zheng debunked coldly, "It's up to you at other times, but not today."

"Okay, I have a sense of propriety to urge you, hurry up." Dong Yuan finished speaking unhappily, and hung up the phone directly.

Dong Yuan threw her phone on the bed and got up with an angry face, but her eyes fell on the photo on the table. Almost instantly, the anger in her eyes dissipated and became bitter, and she whispered: "Son, happy new year ..."

After finishing the words, she raised her hand and touched the corners of her eyes, adjusted her emotions and left the bedroom and went downstairs.

"Dad, Fu Zheng is on his way back and is almost here."

……

At 07:30, after offering sacrifices to the ancestors, the Fu family, the Su family, and Mo Hanshuang, Mo Butler, all sat at a table full of eleven people.

Wen Qingyue was sitting next to Fu Han, next to Mo Hanshuang and Grandpa Mo, and Su Wanyu was sitting next to Dong Yuan, which showed that Dong Yuan had a close relationship with her.

It was also at this time that Wen Qingyue fully understood why Dong Yuan liked Su Wanyu so much, because she was the only girl her son had ever loved in his short life.

It's just that the more this happened, the more she couldn't understand them, how could she watch Su Wanyu transfer her love for her son to Fu Han, treating Fu Han as Fu Yuan's love.

"Grandpa, Second Uncle, Second Aunt, Parents, and Grandpa Mo, I wish you all a Happy New Year!" Su Wanyu toasted and said auspicious words to the elders with a smile, "I won't read the names of the others one by one. We're about the same age anyway."

Grandpa Fu smiled all over his face, "Okay, okay, Happy New Year to you too, and I will give you a big red envelope later!"

A few juniors also said pleasant things, and the meal was quite enjoyable, until the meal was almost finished, Dong Yuan suddenly asked, "Wan Yu, you just told grandpa that you will be fine after the new year, so you won't be filming?" ?”

"Well, I haven't picked up for the time being. I have been busy with filming for the past few years. My mother always complained that I don't accompany them all the year round. I just take a break to accompany their elders, so as not to say that I am unfilial." Su Wanyu said reproachfully, halfway True and half false.

Mother Su gave her a cooperative look, and scolded with a smile: "Why, we are not allowed to complain?"

"No……"

Dong Yuan answered, "That's a good relationship. If there's nothing else, we can go shopping and drink afternoon tea together."

When they were chatting happily, Fu Han saw that Wen Qingyue's bowl was empty, and asked in a low voice, "More?"

Wen Qingyue was eating his peeled shrimp, she nodded slightly, "Half a bowl is enough."

Although the two spoke in a low voice, they couldn't hold someone's attention.

Su Wanyu looked at Fu Han serving her soup, and could not hide the envy and sourness in her eyes.

Dong Yuan took her subtle expression into her eyes, put a dumpling into her bowl, and said in a gentle voice, "You haven't tasted the dumplings made by your brother Ah Han and sister-in-law yet, try it, it tastes pretty good."

The word "sister-in-law" made Su Wanyu's heart ache. He stared down at the dumplings in the bowl with a chill in his eyes. He didn't answer, and pierced the dumplings with his chopsticks.

Fu Zheng frowned slightly, and took a deep look at Dong Yuan.

Grandpa Fu answered the words in good time and boasted: "The dumplings made by Yueyue are really good, very fragrant!"

Wen Qingyue answered the words calmly with a smile, "Grandpa likes to eat as long as it is."

Fu Han: "I did it too, don't you brag about me?"

The old man picked up another dumpling and looked around, "This ugly one is your handwriting, right?"

Fu Han: "..."

Wen Qingyue smiled, "Grandpa has good eyesight!"

The old man: "The main reason is that it's too obvious. You can tell the difference between your bag and his bag at a glance. This brat hasn't cooked a dish to honor me for more than 20 years. As expected, he still married a wife. A wife takes care of me." Only then do you know how to respect this old man."

Fu Han: "Grandpa, don't say that I seem to be very unfilial."

"Hmph!" The old man snorted heavily, and said remorse: "Tell me, what kind of filial deeds have you done? The only thing is that you found Yueyue, a good grandson-in-law!"

"Yes, yes, what you always said is correct!" Fu Han said that he could not win the old man, and chose to agree without saying a word.

They were joking, and Su Wanyu and the others listened, more or less getting some meaning from the old man's words.

The old man clearly told them that he liked Wen Qingyue, his granddaughter-in-law very much.

Su Wanyu felt depressed and panicked, and felt a little uninspired to eat, and the dumplings in the bowl were unconsciously smashed to pieces.

Like her, there was Mo Hanshuang who didn't know what to eat. She really wanted to tell Grandpa Fu that Wen Qingyue was not as good as he saw at all. She was very bad behind her back and was ambiguous with other men.

But she knew that the occasion was wrong, and she also knew that there was no hard evidence, and it was useless to speak out, so she could only eat with her head down.

The people at the table had different thoughts, and the old man didn't care at all.

He liked Wen Qingyue from the bottom of his heart, and with the matter of Su Wanyu, he felt that Wen Qingyue had been wronged in his heart, and he loved her even more, and was even afraid that this good granddaughter-in-law would be lost by Fu Han.

Taking advantage of this topic, let the flow take its course to urge the marriage, "It's good to know that it's right, you kid, hurry up and organize your wedding with Yueyue as soon as possible, and you must give Yueyue the best wedding!"

"My Fu family finally had a happy event. I have a good granddaughter-in-law. Do you know how much your grandfather and I want to show off to other old men, but you have never held a wedding!"

Fu Han said: "Grandpa, I know, don't worry, the wedding has been agreed to be held in June, just wait patiently."

The old man: "I'm not patient enough, am I? In my opinion, you should have the wedding in front of your eyes, and you won't make any news that doesn't make sense, and make Yueyue feel wronged."

When it came to the news, the atmosphere was a bit more subtle, Wen Qingyue's eyes glanced at the few people opposite, and Su Wanyu was staring at her with unwilling eyes.

"Yueyue, I have wronged you these few days, or if you and Fu Han advance the wedding, every day will be a good day in the next year!"

After drinking some wine, the old man felt that he had treated Wen Qingyue badly, so he caught up with him.

"No!" Dong Yuan vetoed it almost immediately, her reaction was a bit strange, and Wen Qingyue looked at her in surprise.

She also realized that she was overreacting, and quickly explained with a smile, "Dad, this year is only a few days away, it's too hasty, and Ah Han just clarified on the Internet that getting married at this time is not good for Wanyu."