Being a scumbag is the pinnacle, she was pampered by Mr. Fu to the heavens

Fang Fei took cold medicine before going to bed and fell into a deep sleep. In her sleep, she habitually looked for Fu Jingchuan's arm, jumped into the air and woke up, only to remember that Fu Jingchuan had gone to Linshi.

Fang Fei couldn't help but laugh.

Habits are a terrible thing.

She was used to Fu Jingchuan's company, but now that he was away, she would wake up from her sleep in the middle of the night.

Fang Fei closed her eyes and slept for a while, but she was no longer sleepy. After struggling for a while, she found her mobile phone from the bedside table. When she opened it, she saw the message Fu Jingchuan sent a few hours ago.

He said that the plane had landed and that he had arrived at the hotel. Seeing that she didn't reply, he guessed that she had fallen asleep, so he said that he had fallen asleep too.

Fang Fei wanted to reply, but when she saw that it was only three o'clock in the morning, she did not reply for fear of waking Fu Jingchuan. Since she couldn't sleep, she simply got up to find drawing paper and sketched the second work.

The room was quiet, and Fang Fei was very involved. It wasn't until the alarm clock rang at work that she realized it was half past seven.

She turned off the alarm clock on her phone and immediately replied to Fu Jingchuan: I fell asleep after taking medicine last night, and I just saw it now. Are you awake?

Fu Jingchuan quickly sent a video invitation, and when Fang Fei connected, she saw Fu Jingchuan was already in the driving car.

Fang Fei said: "Get up so early."

"Well, let's meet an old man."

Fang Fei knew that Fu Jingchuan must have gone to meet someone who knew the whereabouts of his mother. She smiled and said, "I'm waiting for your good news."

"Well, did you have a fever again during the night?"

"No, it's much better. My throat doesn't hurt anymore."

There were Qiao Shan and the bodyguard in the car. Fang Fei didn't chat for long. She said she was going to wash up and hung up the phone.

Fu Jingchuan's car quickly reached its destination according to the navigation.

The Xu family's house decades ago had been demolished long ago, and the previous neighbors bought a new house in a nearby building.

Fu Jingchuan had a phone call with the old man's son last night and agreed to meet the old man at 8:30 today.

When the car stopped, Fu Jingchuan asked Qiao Shan and the bodyguards to wait in the car. He carried the prepared gifts from the trunk and went upstairs alone.

When he came to the door and knocked, a man in his fifties opened the door. He was the old man's son.

Fu Jingchuan revealed his identity and was invited into the room. A white-haired but neatly dressed old man was sitting on the sofa. When he saw Fu Jingchuan, he made a gesture to stand up.

His hands were trembling in the air with excitement: "You...are you Xu Manzhi's son, Old Man Xu's grandson?"

Fu Jingchuan went up to him and held the old man's hand: "Grandpa, I am."

The old man looked at Fu Jingchuan carefully: "The resemblance... is so similar. You and your grandpa are so similar."

With that said, he waved to his son who was making tea at the side: "Look, does he look like your Uncle Xu?"

The old man's son came over, looked at the photo, then at Fu Jingchuan, and then nodded: "Dad, they look alike. I just opened the door and saw him, and it reminded me of Uncle Xu."

When the old man heard this, he immediately asked his son to take out his photo album, then turned to some photos, pointed to Fu Jingchuan and said, "This is a photo of me and your grandpa. The one on the right is your grandpa."

Fu Jingchuan lowered his head and found that he and the man in the photo did have some similarities.

The old man began to chatter about the past with Grandpa Fu Jingchuan when he was young. Fu Jingchuan had been listening quietly. However, the old man's son felt that the old man was getting more and more off-topic. He patted the old man on the shoulder: "Dad, let Xiao Fu say a few words. He I came all the way to see you, I must have something to ask you."

The old man laughed: "Xiao Fu, I'm sorry, I'm old and I talk more unconsciously. Don't dislike me, a bad old man."

"Grandpa, I don't mind it, and I like hearing what you say. But Grandpa, I want to ask you first, have you met my mother Xu Manzhi recently?"

"Manzhi..." the old man said in a long voice. His eyes that became cloudy due to old age stared at Fu Jingchuan for a long time, and then suddenly continued, "I have met Manzhi, and I have a good relationship with your grandpa. , I only have one brat, and I have always regarded Manzhi as my own daughter."

The old man's son smiled apologetically at Fu Jingchuan, and Fu Jingchuan shook his head and said it didn't matter.

The old man's current state may be Aunt Juan's future, so he didn't feel any disgust at all, but listened with some distress and unbearability.

The old man seemed to be caught up in some kind of memory. After a while, he added: "The 18th, the 18th is the anniversary of your grandpa's death. I ignored the dissuasion and went to the grave to chat with your grandpa like I did in previous years. Because I was not feeling well. I went a little late, and when I arrived, I saw a very familiar figure coming down the mountain. Later, when I arrived in front of the tomb, I saw your favorite wine and cigarettes placed on the ground by Wai Shanjiao Gong, and I realized that that person was probably... It’s Manzhi.”

"Grandpa, you're saying that you saw someone who looked like my mother, but you weren't sure whether that person was my mother, right?"

"It must be, Xiao Fu, grandpa will not be mistaken."

Seeing that the old man was very excited, the old man's son immediately patted the old man on the back: "Dad, it's time to take medicine."

The old man was a little unhappy: "Let me chat with Xiao Fu for a while."

"You have to take medicine first, and let me drink some water by the way."

The old man nodded as if he suddenly understood: "Yes, yes, hurry up and make a cup of good tea for Xiao Fu."

The old man was helped by the nanny to the back room to take medicine. The old man's son said warmly: "Xiao Fu, my dad's brain will have memory confusion. What he said is probably untrue. You have to judge rationally."

"Thank you uncle, I will, but my trip is not in vain. I can go and see my grandpa, but I have to ask you to tell me the address of my grandpa's grave."

"Xiao Fu, let's do this. I'll accompany you after lunch."

"Thank you, uncle, but things have been backlogged recently. I have to rush back to Beijing in the afternoon, and I have to go there now. Please tell me your address. I will come to visit you when you are not busy."

"Then have a cup of tea first."

Fu Jingchuan picked up the tea cup, drank it in several sips, and then got the address from the old man's son.

Before leaving, I wanted to say hello to the old man, but the old man's son said that the old man had the temper of a child now. When he saw Fu Jingchuan leaving, he would probably throw a tantrum and let Fu Jingchuan leave quietly.

Fu Jingchuan left secretly, bought a few bouquets of white chrysanthemums, and went to the address given.

He had known about his life experience for a long time, but he had never paid homage to his grandfather and grandmother.

He always felt that he was responsible for Xu Manzhi's death, so he was speechless when facing the two elders.

For the two elders, their daughter is definitely the most important thing.

If Xu Manzhi hadn't done it for himself, he wouldn't have braved the heavy snow to send him away, and his whereabouts are still unknown.

He always felt that Xu Man died on the way out.

Therefore, he had no face to face the two elders, and always felt that he should wait until he found Xu Manzhi, and then go to worship with Xu Manzhi.

But since Xu Manzhi has already been there, and he has come to Lin City again, it would be inappropriate not to go again...