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"Has Mingli grown so tall?" Jiang Chuyao took the hand of the youngest son and patted his head.

Fu Mingli turned his head unnaturally, trying to break free from Jiang Chuyao's hand.

From the corner of the eye, I saw Fu Mingyuan and Shen Qi coming in holding a lot of things. Of course, his brother's side couldn't even see his face, but Shen Qi's side was better, at least his eyes were exposed.

Jiang Chuyao also saw it, immediately left her youngest son's hand, and rushed forward without any ladylike image.

She was wearing the most common house clothes, and she looked a little different from the big screen and magazines, but her face was still very young, with a bright smile on her face.

The speed of rushing over was much faster than that of Fu Mingli.

"He looks so good-looking, much more handsome than Fu Zhen when he was young." Jiang Chuyao didn't even think about her life at all, she didn't even want to put on airs, she reached out her hand and wanted to pinch Shen Qi's face.

Shen Qi had never had such close contact with a woman since he was an adult, so he was stunned for a moment, but he didn't react and wanted to avoid it.

But Fu Mingyuan didn't know where he saw it, and squeezed between the two of them with a lot of things.

It directly blocked Jiang Chuyao's outstretched hand.

"Mom." Fu Mingyuan called out.

Jiang Chuyao glared at him: "Why do you buy so many things?"

Shen Qi rubbed Fu Mingyuan's calf with his foot: "Auntie."

"Hey, shouldn't I be called mother? Fu Zhen, come out to move things, what do you do if you make my son tired?"

Fu Zhen was still preparing dinner with the chefs in the kitchen. Hearing Jiang Chuyao's call, he immediately wiped his hands on the apron and came out.

Shen Qi saw Fu Zhen, and then at Fu Mingli.

Fu Mingli is very similar to Fu Zhen.

It's probably what Jiang Chuyao said "Fu Zhen looked like when he was young".

Although Fu Zhen's family business is much bigger than Shen Bozong's, he doesn't have the airs of a businessman like Shen Bozong. The moment he saw Jiang Chuyao on his expressionless face, the tenderness in his eyes melted.

When it was first reported that Jiang Chuyao was getting married, she didn't know how many people were looking forward to her divorce.

After all, one is a popular actress, and the other is a young, promising young master with a prominent family background.

Fu Zhen was still a student when she got married, so many girls' hearts were broken when the news broke out.

Fu Mingyuan yelled "Dad" again, Fu Zhen just nodded, and then went to move the thing that Shen Qi was holding.

Shen Qi also called "Uncle" and wanted to follow up to help, but Jiang Chuyao dragged him to sit on the sofa and started chatting.

Fu Mingyuan looked back at him and gave him a comforting look.

Fu Mingli sat cross-legged on the edge with his mouth down and his head down, playing with his mobile phone.

"Xiao Qi, can I call you that?" Jiang Chuyao blinked.

Shen Qi grabbed the sofa with his right hand and nodded.

"How can it be so good-looking? What's wrong with Yuan'er? He's even more boring than his father. Are you tired of being with him? If you're tired, Auntie actually knows a lot of handsome guys..."

Fu Mingli looked at his mother in surprise, stopped playing the game, stood up slowly and went straight to Fu Mingyuan.

Shen Qi chuckled lightly: "Mom."

This sound is very strange.

It seemed like he hadn't called that title for a long time.

The current situation is a bit embarrassing, but not nervous.

Jiang Chuyao responded, with a bigger smile on her face, she picked up the food on the coffee table and stuffed it into his hand.

Shen Qi continued: "I don't like men."

"Ah, it's just that Fu Mingyuan happens to be a man, if he is a woman..."

Shen Qi licked his lips, feeling that Fu Mingyuan might not be able to stand wearing women's clothes.

Jiang Chuyao covered her mouth and laughed.

At this moment, Fu Mingli had already run to Fu Mingyuan's side, and Fu Zhen was talking to Fu Mingyuan.

"I'll be independent after the new year." Fu Zhen used affirmative sentences, not interrogative sentences.

He was talking about Fu Mingyuan going out to open a studio.

The eldest son has been independent since he was a child.

Don't worry about anything.

The husband and wife are used to throwing away the shopkeeper, and they can't remember to care about their youngest son.

When the two sons quarreled last time, both of them knew about it.

But there was no way to intervene.

Fu Mingyuan hummed.

"I have a partner too." Fu Zhen touched a candy from his pocket.

"Do you want Mingli to move out?"

Fu Mingyuan raised his eyelids and glanced at Fu Zhen: "No need."

"If you have time, go home and accompany him."

He was fiddling with the gift box, rarely talking too much: "Dad, Mingli is different from me."

Fu Zhen shook his hands irritably: "Got it, I'll go home to see him when I'm free next year."

"By the time……"

Fu Zhen's words were only halfway through.

"Brother, brother, Mom is introducing a boyfriend to Brother Shen Qi!" The atmosphere between the two was a bit dull, and Fu Mingli's anxious voice suddenly broke in.

Fu Mingyuan frowned.

He caught Fu Mingli who rushed in.

Fu Zhen strives to be a transparent person.

He didn't dare to get involved with his wife.

"Brother, I just heard that Mom said that she would introduce a boyfriend to Brother Shen Qi." Fu Mingli hugged Fu Mingyuan's arm, and repeated what he said just now.

Fu Mingyuan frowned even tighter.

"She also said brother you are boring..."

The only answer to Fu Mingli was his brother's indifferent back.

Only then did Fu Zhen move, grabbed his youngest son's head and touched it twice: "I will sue."

Fu Mingli froze for a while before letting his father continue to hug him.

in the living room.

Fu Mingyuan pulled Shen Qi's arm silently.

Jiang Chuyao, who was telling Shen Qi the few things she knew about Fu Mingyuan's childhood, snorted.

"Just talk for a while? How can you be as virtuous as your father?"

Shen Qi stood up obediently, and was held by Fu Mingyuan.

Directly interlocking fingers.

Jiang Chuyao was still a little unhappy at first, but seeing the elder son's appearance, she covered her face and turned her head away with a blank expression: "Hurry up and go back to the room, come down for dinner at seven o'clock, if you don't come down, I'll treat you as not eating, There will be hot food for you in the kitchen."

Fu Mingyuan's footsteps paused, but he didn't say anything.

On the contrary, Shen Qi held Fu Mingyuan's arm with one hand, rubbed his head on the other's shoulder and turned his lips together: "Okay, Mom."

The expression on Jiang Chuyao's face became more excited, and she waved vigorously at Shen Qi.

Fu Mingyuan lived in the old house for a while when he was young, and then went to the city after he went to school and bought a house near the school.

After graduating, I bought a house in the current place.

In the past, Fu Zhen and Jiang Chuyao seldom came back. Fu Mingyuan and Fu Mingli were in the city for the New Year and would not come back.

The old house is too big, and there is no human touch.

The bedroom is still the same as when I was a child, but the bed has been replaced with a bigger double bed, probably Jiang Chuyao sent someone to change it some time ago.

There was also a bed of roses sprinkled on the bed.

At first glance, it was Jiang Chuyao's handwriting.

As soon as Shen Qi entered the bedroom, he leaned on Fu Mingyuan with all his strength.

"It's a bit like a wedding room, bro~"

His tone was a bit lazy, not as serious as when he was talking to Jiang Chuyao just now.

Arriving at Fu Mingyuan's exclusive territory, the tense string in his mind suddenly relaxed.

Fu Mingyuan held his shoulder with one hand, rubbed his fingertips on his shoulder, took off his coat after entering the door, and was wearing a sweater and shirt at the moment.

Fu Mingyuan was also slightly startled when his eyes fell on the red quilt in the bedroom.

Shen Qi laughed even more, pulled Fu Mingyuan's neckline and walked backwards by himself, until he sat down on the edge of the bed, making Fu Mingyuan slightly bend down to look at him.

"Does it count as being married? Brother?" Shen Qi rubbed Fu Mingyuan's feet twice, took off his shoes, and sat on the bed half-kneeling with his legs in a figure-eight shape, looking up at him.

Fu Mingyuan stared at him, and was silent for a while before responding: "It doesn't count."

Shen Qi let out an ah.

Fu Mingyuan reached out and rubbed the orange stains on his lips.

Jiang Chuyao peeled it just now, Shen Qi couldn't hold back her enthusiasm, so he ate one.

"My mother will introduce you to a boyfriend." Fu Mingyuan just stared at him like this, half-closed his eyes, and there was no smile on his face, as if he was very serious.

Shen Qi propped himself up with the strength of his knees, and straightened his upper body: "Yes, brother, she said that there are many boys who are more handsome, funnier than you, and more humorous than you..."

Before he finished speaking, he was kissed by Fu Mingyuan.

The kiss this time was probably because of the fact that he was at his own home, so it was a bit extra fierce.

The bedroom door was suddenly locked.

Make a clicking sound.

Jiang Chuyao went downstairs on tiptoe.

Fu Zhen clasped his youngest son's head with one hand, with a helpless expression on his face: "Is this really good?"

Jiang Chuyao snorted coldly: "Hmph, do you want my son to wait until he gets married before ending his CN status?"

Fu Zhen covered Fu Mingli's ears again: "It depends on voluntary..."

Fu Mingli: ...

It's not that I can't hear you, is it really good for you to treat me and my brother or brother Shen Qi like this?

Jiang Chuyao rolled her eyes and didn't want to talk to Fu Zhen anymore.

Her son is as conservative as her husband.

Fortunately, she had the foresight to prepare all the things, and it was the New Year's Eve, and next year was coming soon, what a good timing!

In the bedroom, Shen Qi opened his eyes and looked at the locked door.

Fu Mingyuan let go of him, and reached out to help him wipe the corner of his lower lip: "My mother."

Shen Qi snorted, and simply pulled Fu Mingyuan by the collar and fell backwards.

"Brother, do you want to get the New Year's gift?"

Fu Mingyuan's breathing became a little unsteady.

Shen Qi's lips are a little swollen and red at the moment.

There was some water in the corner of his eyes.

But he himself had his heart set on it.

The process of unwrapping presents was a bit intense.

After all, it was a New Year's gift, and it was something Xiao had wanted for a long time.

The outer packaging of the presents was slowly unwrapped one by one.

When the gift was completely exposed, Fu Mingyuan couldn't hold back and hugged the gift upwards.

Although I have seen it before, but it is the first time to unwrap presents with such a purpose.

The gift also couldn't wait to see its owner, and pulled the other party's outer packaging and tore it open.

When the owner's package was torn open, the lollipop inside was exposed, which was much larger than ordinary lollipops.

The gift went to touch the lollipop again.

"Be good? Huh?" Fu Mingyuan held the back of Shen Qi's head, and stroked his hair one by one.

Shen Qi didn't make a sound.

The medicine pounding equipment in the room is also very complete, first water, and then put a membrane on the medicine pounding stick.

Because I was afraid that the medicine would hurt, I added a little more water.

Fortunately, the air conditioner was turned on early, and the temperature was high.

The medicine itself is also hot.

At the beginning, I just touched the mouth of the medicine tentatively with a small stick, and I felt that the mouth of the medicine was acceptable, so I put a few sticks in and slowly pounded the medicine.

The medicine bleeds, and I don't know whether it is the water or the medicine itself.

The room was slowly filled with the scent of medicine.

When the time was right, I changed to a big stick, first lightly crushed the mouth of the medicine, and then lightly and heavily.

The juice of the medicine is getting more and more.

The force of smashing the medicine is also getting bigger and bigger.

When it touched somewhere, the medicine dish shook violently.

The person who smashed the medicine was a little dazed, but he didn't stop the action of pounding the medicine, and started to go to the place where the medicine dish would vibrate.

This pounding of medicine is also about skill.

The person making the medicine slowly found out the way, and he didn't exert any force, but slowed down.

Once lighter, then heavier.

The medicine started flowing again.

Tears oozed from the corners of Shen Qi's eyes, and his fingers grabbed Fu Mingyuan's shoulder, turning white under the light.

"I can't do it, brother~"

He was hoarse.

Fu Mingyuan kissed his forehead: "Be good."

Just blindly comfort him.

Shen Qi began to regret, why he didn't practice the exercise before he said it.

The mobile phone placed beside the bed suddenly rang.

New Year's greetings come one after another.

Shen Qi was half kneeling on the bed, his hands didn't have much strength.

I just feel like my waist is going to collapse.