Madam, Mr. Fu went to see the men's department again.

On the second floor, Rong Yan was banging on purpose and cursing at the camera.

Fu Jingsheng was eating fruit and watching his wife's performance with a smile on his face.

Sometimes I ask: "Honey, does your stomach really stop hurting?"

Who would have thought that the woman who entered the hospital in the middle of the night would be jumping up and down like a rabbit without feeling any discomfort at all.

Rong Yan paused and whispered: "It doesn't hurt anymore. It hurt so unexpectedly yesterday. It may have been caused by overindulgence. Fu Jingsheng, can I call you to smash things? Or you can shout a few words."

How could Fu Jingsheng be so quarrelsome? He shook his head: "I can't do it."

Rong Yan sat down, took a cup and knocked on the table leg.

The people downstairs listened for a while, but the quarrel upstairs was still very clear.

Han Yue wanted to go out, but the old lady stopped her from going out.

"Yue'er, you go up and take a look. I'm afraid that Jing Sheng will suffer a loss." The old lady's heart has been clenched. She knows her grandson and cannot attack a woman. She will definitely be bullied by Rong Yan. What if she is beaten on the head? manage? "

"Ah." Fu Jingsheng suddenly shouted.

The old lady wished she could get up and break up the fight.

She could no longer hold back her anger: "Yue'er, that's your son. He must have been beaten. He shouted so loudly and it must have hurt. If you don't want to look, then help me upstairs."

"You sit down, I'll go up." Seeing that the old lady was about to fall, Han Yue had no choice but to go upstairs.

The closer she got to the living room on the second floor, the louder the sound she heard. She intertwined her fingers, thinking about how to break up the fight. When she raised her eyes, she saw Rong Yan and Fu Jingsheng sitting together eating fruit. After eating for a while, they shouted.

"Jing Sheng." Han Yue seemed to understand something.

"Mom, come here." Rong Yan saw her mother-in-law, went up and took her arm, made her sit on the sofa, and whispered in her ear.

Han Yue understood.

Joined in instantly.

"Fu Jingsheng, Rong Yan married into our Fu family, and we are her relatives. How can we let her have the idea that she is not a Fu family? Don't curse, you shouldn't say harsh words, apologize quickly." Han Yue stood there At the top of the stairs, he deliberately shouted loudly to the old lady.

"Mom, you are my mother. I can't stand Rong Yan's disobedience to grandma. Today, I will beat her to death. Either she dies or I die. Mom, don't stop me." Fu Jingsheng said with her legs crossed.

"Okay, Fu Jingsheng, if you still want to fight me to the death, don't think that I will be scared because I am small. I will fight you."

The old lady was downstairs, with her brows knitted together and her wheelchair turning dozens of times. She asked someone to take her up to have a look, but none of the servants dared to do so.

"Yue'er." The old lady had no choice but to call from the stairs.

Han Yue deliberately ignored the first few calls. When the old lady kept calling her name, she came down and asked, "Mom, what's wrong? I'm going to teach Jing Sheng a lesson. He wants to fight Rong Yan to the death..."

"What a sin. I asked you to break up the fight. Why did you start a quarrel? Come down. We can't control it. Let them go. I'll go into the house." The old lady shook her head and sighed.

Although she said she didn't care, the old lady came out to listen after a while. It was almost noon and the quarrels upstairs finally stopped. The old lady guessed that everyone had calmed down, so she called her grandson to ask him to come down.

Fu Jingsheng reluctantly went to grandma's room.

"Close the door." The old lady sat on the sofa and said to her grandson.

The men follow suit.

Then she spoke earnestly and sincerely, what is peace in the family and everything is happy, and what is noisy and makes others laugh...

Fu Jingsheng replied lightly: "Grandma, what's the difference between a person's quarrel and a family quarrel? Anyway, outsiders already know that our family is restless. We just break the pot and make a quarrel directly. No one has to give in to anyone. .”

"Rong Yan is a woman after all, and women have to be coaxed." The old lady said reluctantly when she saw her grandson.

"What's wrong with the woman? Do men deserve to be wronged? Everything must be reasonable. She is obviously the one who is looking for trouble, but why is it me who is at fault? At first she complained about me and I tolerated it, but she didn't know how to restrain herself. I want to beat her to death. ..." The man stood up in a hurry, angrily, pretending to go upstairs to quarrel again.

"Ancestor, please let your grandma live a few more years. She is barefoot, has no father, no mother, and no care. How can she be afraid of you wearing shoes? It's all my fault. I am looking for trouble for nothing, and it has disturbed you both. If the problem is solved, I will leave tomorrow and I will never make trouble again." The old lady reflected on herself.

Fu Jingsheng said it couldn't be the old lady's fault, it was Rong Yan who was wrong. Everyone should leave, get divorced immediately, and let her live here alone.

When she heard about the divorce, the old lady was even more unhappy.

"Grandson, calm down, your mother said, there is already a lot of negative news about the Fu family. If you two have problems again, what will happen to the country your grandfather built..." The old lady squeezed out some tears.

Fu Jingsheng said in embarrassment: "Then I give up to her? Rong Yan is usually very good, but yesterday she suddenly contradicted you and ran away from home. I can't bear it, especially running away from home. How can a woman from the Fu family be so casual? I stayed out for the night. Please don't come back. Today I pulled you back. With this attitude..."

The old lady felt that her grandson was talking about her, and she was the one who ran away from home. She helped Rong Yan, which meant she was helping herself.

"She is in a bad mood, and she is indeed the only outsider in the family. Isn't it okay to be in a mood? You have to force her to death."

"Grandma, how can you help Rong Yan speak? If you don't care about her anymore, she will go to heaven. No, if you run away from home and make a fuss, you must apologize. What should you do?" Fu Jingsheng became angrier as he spoke.

"Forget it, it's my fault. I didn't take the lead well. If you want to blame it, I blame grandma..." The old lady said in a very low voice. She was embarrassed to admit that she had done something wrong at such an old age.

The two negotiated for a while, and the old lady finally said vaguely: "I will stop making trouble from now on. Go and coax Rong Yan, and you two should stop making trouble."

Fu Jingsheng had a stern face and pretended to be reluctant. The man's expression changed suddenly after he went upstairs.

"YES!" The man almost jumped up.

"What did grandma say?" Rong Yan asked, locking the door at the entrance.

"Not only do you promise not to do it in the future, but you also asked me to coax you. Wife, let's stop this matter." Fu Jingsheng held his wife's hand and said, "Go down for dinner. I have to visit the company in the afternoon."

Today is the open day of Fu's warehouse. Although Fu Jingsheng did not participate, he was afraid of problems and wanted to take a walk around the site.

"Well, I'll go with you. We are just people buying clothes today, not Fu's family." Rong Yan happened to be fine, so she made an appointment with Shen Xingzhi.

A few days ago, my best friend said that she would go shopping on site. The same quality of clothes at such a low price would never happen to another store in Tiancheng.

Rong Yan asked Shen Xingzhi to gather at Yushui Bay.

The old lady said at the dinner table that she wanted to join in the fun.

In the afternoon, everyone in the family went out. Sayuri even asked for leave to wholesale clothes. What woman doesn't like that? Han Yue took cash and told Rong Yan that she would pay for it in the afternoon.