The sweetness of milk is not as sweet as yours

Chapter92

When Chu Yu arrived at the hospital, grandpa was already putting on a plaster cast.Fortunately, it is not very serious and can be treated conservatively, otherwise surgery would be too much for the elderly.

Seeing the old man leaning on the bed with his legs dangling, his face turned pale, Chu Yu felt terrified: "Why are you so careless?"

Grandpa was overwhelmed with pain, and said with a smile: "What kind of expression do you have, grandpa is fine."

Fu Zhengming said from the side: "It's nothing serious, it's just that the fall scared everyone enough."

The next day, grandpa's group of poker friends in the community also came to the hospital to visit grandpa.

Fu Zhengming arranged a single ward for his grandfather, and the poker players never left him, so they actually played some cards again in the ward.

Grandpa sometimes stretched his feet and called out, but he just refused to let go of the cards in his hand.

Chu Yu got angry and snatched his cards: "Okay, stop playing, playing cards until your legs are broken and you don't have a long memory."

"Oh, brat, you give it back to me, it's against you." Grandpa was anxious.

Fu Zhengming came out to chase people away politely: "Okay, let the old man rest for a while, and play together when we have time when we are better."

The poker players had no choice but to regretfully tell the old man to pay attention to rest.

Grandpa couldn't lie down in the hospital and sighed.The poker friends came twice, and the second time they didn't dare to play cards with him anymore, so grandpa wanted to pull Chu Yu to play with him, but Chu Yu ignored him.

The next day was New Year's Eve, and my grandfather refused to lie down in the hospital no matter what he said.

Fu Zhengming had no choice but to go to the doctor, and after confirming that his leg injury was recovering well, he agreed to discharge him from the hospital.

As a result, the car was going on the wrong route, and the old man yelled again in the car, "Where are you going? Where are you taking me? I won't go. I want to go home. It's Chinese New Year."

Chu Yu was taking care of him in the hospital for the past few days, and he was almost pissed off by him: "Going to the villa in the suburbs, I didn't take you to sell it, and you are worthless!"

"I want to go back, I won't go to your villa." The old man refused no matter what.

Fu Zhengming said patiently: "It's more convenient to go there, and there are servants who can take care of you. Go back to Tianhe, it's on the third floor, and it's not convenient for you to go out to relax. You can't stay at home every day, right?"

Chu Yu: "He just wants to stay at home, as long as he has cards to play."

Fu Zhengming: "It's better to live in this villa in the future. If you want to play cards, I will let those servants play cards with you, and we can also play cards with you. Tianhe is too old, the corridor lights are often broken, and the property is not repaired. I’m looking for someone, but the lights in our building won’t work.”

Chu Yu sang with Uncle Fu: "That's right, and the stairs in the old community are so narrow. You are getting old now, and it is inconvenient to go upstairs and downstairs. In case...you should also consider our feelings, and be scared by you again. , I'm about to have a heart attack."

The old man refused to listen: "I won't go, I won't go!"

Chu Yu: "Do you think that Uncle Fu's villa is not good enough? Why do you refuse to go?"

"No! No matter what I say, I won't go."

The grandparents and grandchildren almost quarreled in the car.

But the old man couldn't do anything about the driver, and was sent to a suburban villa in the end.

Both grandparents and grandchildren have noses that are not noses and faces that are not faces, and they ignore each other.

Fu Zhengming made the lunch himself, and Chu Yu helped him, thinking about it and getting angry: "I think grandpa is getting more and more unreasonable."

Fu Zhengming fed him a piece of raw white radish.

After Chu Yu ate it, she felt a little spicy, and kicked Fu Zhengming.

"Grandpa is used to living in the old community, and it's normal that he doesn't want to come here because of the New Year's Eve."

Chu Yu snorted: "He just became an old urchin, unreasonable and unreasonable."

Fu Zhengming thought his puffy look was cute, and just as his sleeves fell off, he raised his hands and said with a smile, "Come here."

"What are you doing?" Chu Yu said and rolled up his sleeves for him.

Fu Zhengming took him close to him and kissed him on the cheek, loving him so much.

After lunch, in order to ease the relationship between the grandfather and grandson, Fu Zhengming pushed the old man to the chess and card room, called Chu Yu, and the three played cards.

Chu Yu gave cards to the old man calmly, and cheated Fu Zhengming together.

The old man finally looked a little better.

When he was sleepy from the beating, Fu Zhengming sent him back to his room to rest.

The old man held the thin blanket and yawned: "When I can go by myself, I still have to go back."

Fu Zhengming replied: "Okay."

The old man said again: "I don't think you are bad, and it's not that I don't know what's good. I just live here, and I think it's too big and deserted. You have to be busy, one has to work, the other has to study, those servants He looks weird, and sometimes he can't understand what he speaks, and feels uncomfortable."

Fu Zhengming: "I know, you really don't want to live here, and you have to wait until your foot injury is completely healed."

The old man thought about how long it would take for the foot injury to heal, and wanted to sigh again.

When Fu Zhengming came out, Chu Yu was lying on the railing on the second floor waiting for him.

For the convenience of taking care of him, Fu Zhengming arranged the old man's room next to his own, so that Chu Yu could no longer sleep with his Uncle Fu.

Think about it, the sacrifice is quite big.

Fu Zhengming rubbed Chu Yu's head: "Do you want to take a lunch break too?"

Chu Yu shook his head.

"Then go now?"

Chu Yu nodded again, like a cute little robot.

The arrangement that was supposed to start a long time ago was postponed because of the old man's injury.Fortunately, both of them have time in the future, and Chu Yu can finally learn to drive.

Chu Yu was smart, usually seeing Fu Zhengming's driving in general, and then Fu Zhengming would demonstrate and explain, and he would be able to go on the road smoothly, but he didn't have a driver's license yet, so he didn't dare to run on the main road.

In the evening, Fu Zhengming cooks himself, while Chu Yu calls his grandparents.

Chu Xun also dialed the phone on time. He called his grandfather and found out that his calf was broken. After chatting for a while, he told him to listen to Fu Zhengming and Chu Yu's arrangement and rest well.

Grandpa stopped making noise. After watching the Spring Festival Gala at night, he dozed off and was sent back to the room by Fu Zhengming.

The Spring Festival Gala was nothing to watch, but it was still lively, so Chu Yu put it on the TV and turned on the computer to draw pictures.

As soon as Fu Zhengming came over, Chu Yu pushed the computer to him: "How is it?"

"The design is ready?" Fu Zhengming immediately recognized the design drawing of Dongwang Villa.

"Not yet, didn't we agree to design together, and this is still a sketch, basically only hard decoration design, soft decoration I want to discuss with you first."

Chu Yu lowered his head to change the details, and said while making changes: "The living room is light-colored, with a log floor and white walls. This side is the bar, where you can mix drinks. Inside is a western-style open kitchen, and inside is a Chinese-style kitchen. The rooms on the first floor are divided into audio-visual room, activity room, sun room, and gym, the second floor is the study and our bedroom, and the guest bedroom is on the other side..."

Before he finished speaking, Fu Zhengming hugged him.

Chu Yu subconsciously glanced at Grandpa's room, drew twice on the digital board, and touched his chest with his elbow: "What do you think?"

Fu Zhengming smiled and said, "Look at the bedroom."

Chu Yu showed him the bedroom.

Fu Zhengming said: "The window is short of something."

"What is missing."

"A bay window can be designed."

"Floating window?" Chu Yu glanced at him.

Fu Zhengming put his hand in from the hem of his thin sweater, and hummed solemnly: "I don't like bay windows, but floor-to-ceiling windows are fine too, with good lighting."

Chu Yu thought of something, and the roots of his ears turned red.

"Anything else? Be serious."

"Isn't that serious? I don't need too many other decorations in the bedroom, just a bigger bed. Is it serious?"

Chu Yu glared at him, and just about to complain about him, she let out a low voice, blushing, and quickly grabbed his arm.

Fu Zhengming's mind was obviously not on the blueprints, he was distracted while hugging the person, and said in a low voice: "The study room is also simpler, the desk is bigger, so you can lie on it."

Chu Yu wanted to get off his lap, but was pulled back, her hot breath pressed against his back: "Hey, how long has it been since your winter vacation?"

"But, grandpa..."

Fu Zhengming pressed down the computer screen and hugged him vigorously: "Go back to the room."

Chu Yu thought she was going back to the bedroom, but she didn't expect to be taken into the audio-visual room.

This is a good place, the sound insulation is better than other rooms, and the sofa is soft and comfortable.

It's just that it was useless to use the sofa in the end, it was too soft and it was not easy to exert force.

After it was over, Fu Zhengming carried Chu Yu to the sofa.

The material of the carpet was rough, Chu Yu's knees were red, and the strength of kicking Fu Zhengming did not decrease at all.

Fu Zhengming kissed him indulgently, hugged him into his arms, pulled the thin blanket over him, and rubbed his swollen knees.

The body is tired and weak, but the soundtrack of the movie is still ringing in my ears.

Chu Yu remembered that he was watching just now... and wanted to kick Fu Zhengming again.

"closed."

After being satisfied, Fu Zhengming was very talkative and turned off the projector.

After rubbing Chu Yu's waist for a while, seeing him yawning without energy, Fu Zhengming asked him softly, "Go back to the bedroom?"

"What time is it?" Chu Yu asked at the same time.

Fu Zhengming glanced at the time, it was already past midnight, he couldn't help laughing and said, "Happy New Year baby."

Being able to hold the person in his arms like this for New Year's Eve is a blessing that Fu Zhengming has cultivated in several lifetimes, and he only hopes to be like this every year.

Chu Yu was a little lost in thought.

"Thinking about what?"

"It's nothing, Happy New Year." In fact, I just thought of last year, he was still arguing with Fu Zhengming, and he reconciled with Fu Zhengming only on New Year's Eve, and slept together that night, but at that time he was still very pure and didn't say a few words.

In the blink of an eye, it was another year.

Because of her grandpa's leg injury, Chu Yu didn't stay in X City for long, she had a meal at her grandparents' place, then went to her little aunt's house before returning.

They young people have things to do, grandpa is really bored, usually he can only watch Chu Yu practice the car, watch over Chu Yu to do homework and draw pictures.

That day, a couple of young people were on the TV talking on the phone. Grandpa couldn't help but wondered: "Why are you and your girlfriend not so tired? It's better to be tired of your uncle. It's been a long time since I haven't called or sent a message." Short message."

Chu Yu pretended to be casual and said, "We broke up early."

Grandpa said in surprise: "Break up?"

"It's not suitable and we broke up, and I don't like her either."

"You don't like her and you're with her?"

Chu Yu pondered for a while: "I don't think I like her that much. I'm only with her because I have a little affection for her, but in fact this is not love."

He paused for a moment, and added boldly: "I don't like my uncle as much as I like her."

"It's so sour," the old man didn't hear it, and sneered, "At that time, I didn't have so many ideas like you young people, and we were together when we saw each other. There's no need to love or not to love."

Chu Yu also felt a little sour, but he had to speak clearly, otherwise Fu Zhengming would be sour.

The old man asked again, "How long have you been talking?"

Chu Yu: "Two days."

"..."

The old man thought for a while, and then slapped Chu Yu on the head: "You brat."

In a few years, Fu Zhengming will really be 30 years old. Chu Yu is still young and not in a hurry, but Fu Zhengming has many people to worry about him, such as the warm-hearted poker players from the old man in Tianhe Community.

The old man has received a lot of resumes from old men and old ladies on wechat, just like applying for a job.

When eating, the old man wore presbyopic glasses and read while eating. After he finished, he selected a few copies and forwarded them to Fu Zhengming: "You pick and choose, don't be too picky, they are all good girls, tell me if they look suitable."

Fu Zhengming: "..."

Chu Yu was curious: "What?"

The old man simply sent a copy to Chu Yu: "You also help Uncle Fu take a look and choose a little aunt who has a good personality and can manage the house."

Chu Yu: "..."