After filing for divorce, the hidden marriage boss panicked

Lunar New Year's eve.

The sky was covered with heavy snow, red persimmons were hanging on the branches, and goose-feather snowflakes were falling. The ground was covered with a thick layer of snow in one afternoon, adding a festive flavor to the scenery in the front yard of the old house. .

The rules of the Fu family are all based on tradition. No matter how big the day is, they must go home and have a lively reunion dinner together.

Inside, the heating is just right.

After dinner, the servants also took an early break and went back to reunite with their families.

The Spring Festival Gala is playing in the living room, and a family of young and old is sitting around the living room, enjoying themselves.

"Sister-in-law, come here quickly. Grandpa gave me a red envelope."

Hearing his sister-in-law's sweet voice, Li Fei smiled, raised his hand to straighten his snow-white plush cloak, and brought a plate of freshly washed strawberries over.

"Grandpa is so old, how can I still accept your red envelope?"

Li Fei said, taking out the red envelope that Fu Shuruan had stuffed into her pocket, adding a bunch of cash inside and returning it to Mr. Fu.

"I wish grandpa good health in the new year!"

"Oh, you kid, you are so polite to grandpa."

Mr. Fu looked at the thick red envelope in his hand, waved his hand with a smile on his face, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes became much deeper.

He handed the red envelope to Li Fei again and said with a smile: "Today is New Year's Eve. If we don't say anything else, just for good luck, please accept it quickly."

"That's right, sister-in-law, if you keep rejecting Grandpa, he will be angry."

Fu Shu Ruan Huan was sitting on the sofa, holding his cell phone and replying to New Year greeting messages to his classmates. He smiled and agreed, stretched his neck to look at Li Fei, and whispered: "The one grandpa gave you seems to be a little thicker than mine. "

Except for what Li Fei stuffed in himself, the original thickness of the red envelope was only as thick as a fingernail compared to Fu Shuruan's.

"Buy candies for us Ruan Ruan."

Li Fei smiled and took out a dozen cards and handed them over.

"My sister-in-law is kind-hearted and her career will be very successful in the new year!"

Fu Shuruan Xiaocai's eyes shone like a fan, and he opened his mouth to make rainbow farts happily. His white and tender little hand reached out and was slapped back by a big hand with clear wrist bones before it touched him.

She stared at the man standing behind her with a sad look on her face, "Fu Lingheng, what are you doing?"

Blocking people's way of making money is like killing their parents. Her cheeks were bulging with anger and she blurted out her brother's name.

Fu Lingheng raised his eyebrows indifferently, "Why should I give you my wife's money?"

"..."

The corner of Fu Shuruan's mouth twitched, and he cast an unconvinced look at Li Fei for help: "Sister-in-law, please take care of your husband. He is the president of a group. Not only did he not give me a red envelope during the Chinese New Year, he even snatched the red envelope from me."

Li Fei looked at the person sitting next to him with a calm expression: "Have you not given Ruan Ruan a red envelope yet?"

"A fresh graduate from university, what kind of red envelope do you need?"

Fu Lingheng shrugged, expressing innocence.

During the time they moved back to their old house, this girl Fu Shuruan was always pestering Li Fei.

We would either go shopping together or go out for afternoon tea together. Sometimes we would come back late and fall asleep directly in her room.

It made him look like a poor man sitting alone in an empty room.

Li Fei shook his head helplessly and stuffed the red envelope back to Fu Shuruan, "My sister-in-law gave it to me, please put it away quickly."

After receiving the red envelope, Fu Shuruan was satisfied, made a face at Fu Lingheng with a smile, and ran back to his room in an instant.

A sketch was being performed in the TV series. Seeing that Li Fei was watching it with gusto, Fu Lingheng took out his mobile phone and transferred a big red envelope to her WeChat.

"Ding-dong-"

The notification sound vibrated. Li Fei put down the strawberry, took it out and opened it.

[Fu Lingheng transfers 66 to you, and the cash has been deposited in the wallet. 】

Li Fei saw the string of zeros behind it and was stunned for a few seconds before he realized that it was his cell phone.

Her hands shook and she almost lost her grip.

While the old man went to the bathroom, she clicked on the interface and took a look to make sure her eyes were clear.

"Fu Lingheng, why did you transfer so much money to me?"

"New Year's money from my husband."

Fu Lingheng's answer was very calm, but his tone was very domineering.

"It doesn't cost so much. I have money myself."

"Keep your money for yourself and buy beautiful clothes. I'll give you my money to buy whatever you want. If you don't have enough, don't tell me."

"Then how much will you transfer to Ruan Ruan?"

"Six thousand."

Li Fei was choked to the point of being speechless.

Give her 660,000 yuan and give her sister 6,000 yuan. Fu Shuruan will cry to death if he finds out, right?

Is it still Mr. Fu's style, giving out red envelopes randomly depending on his mood?

"Why don't you bring grandpa over to celebrate the New Year with you?"

The elderly in nursing homes will be taken home by their children during the Chinese New Year, and they will come back one after another after the Chinese New Year.

Fu Lingheng also mentioned to her that the old man lived alone in the nursing home all year round, so he had to be brought back to have fun together during the Chinese New Year.

"I told my grandpa, and he said he was doing well in the nursing home. There were caregivers and a few lonely old friends. He felt more comfortable there."

Li Fei understood his grandfather's thoughts. For a man of his age, his sons and daughters all ignored him. If he hadn't had a granddaughter, he would have died of old age in a shabby yard in the countryside and no one would know about him.

Therefore, after Li Fei married into the Fu family three years ago, he agreed to take him to the city to live together.

He first proposed living in a nursing home.

He said that young people have their own life circle. I have old bones and it is difficult to move, so I still go to a place where there are people to take care of me and have people to keep me company.

At that time, Li Fei was against it.

After finally getting through it, and being able to take my grandpa to enjoy the blessings, where can I let him live in a nursing home by himself?

"If you don't agree for me to live there, then grandpa will have no choice but to go back to the countryside. Come back to see me when you are free during the holidays."

These are the exact words of Mr. Zhao.

We can still see each other frequently when we live in a nursing home. But when we return to a small village in the countryside, we may not see each other again for a year.

Li Fei's eyes turned red. Her grandfather was her closest relative in the world. He regarded the nursing home as his home and did not want to go back and forth.

"It doesn't matter. I'll go with you to pay grandpa a New Year's greetings tomorrow, the first day of the Lunar New Year."

Fu Lingheng rubbed her hair, and his tone was so gentle that it was unreal.

Since that night, they seemed to have a tacit understanding and no one mentioned the word "divorce" again.

Even when I go to the supermarket to buy fruit and see the section selling pears, I automatically block it.

"Last time I went to see my grandpa, he told me, did you go to see him too?"

"Which time are you referring to?"

"How many other times have you been there?"

"Many times."

Fu Lingheng had a smile on his face. On many days when she was busy at work, he would bring some supplements to the nursing home to sit with his grandfather for a while.

The old man was very happy to see him and kept talking to him about Li Fei's childhood.

And in those childhood memories, her parents were the only ones not mentioned.

"Fu Lingheng, thank you."

Taking advantage of the lively atmosphere of the New Year and putting aside everything else, Li Fei wanted to say thank you from the bottom of his heart.