Rebirth of the Hand

That night when Fu Shenxing came home from get off work, he saw that the lights in the house were dim. He stood at the door and looked at the busy figures in the kitchen.

He Yan not only has to take care of the heat in the pot, but also the dishes on the cutting board. He Yan doesn't cook often, and she rarely does housework at home. Fu Shenxing knows a little about these things from He Mu.

When someone is willing to wash your hands and make soup for you, you should know how important you are.

In the past, when he returned home, it was always dark, and sometimes he didn't come back fortunately. For him, this place was just a place where he could live, a physical existence.

Ever since he met He Yan, he gradually had the concept of home in his heart, where he can not only live, but also comfort his soul.

No matter how tired he is at work and how irritable he is, as long as he thinks that there is someone waiting for him at home, he will feel warm.

When the vegetables were put into the pot, oil splashed out, He Yan hurriedly stepped back, looking for the lid of the pot in a panic, and then saw Fu Shenxing.

"I'm back." He Yan only cared about cooking and ignored him.

Fu Shenxing responded softly, looking at her tenderly, with a silly smile on his face.

"It's just right, the soy sauce is gone, the vinegar is not much, and the cooking wine is almost used up, go buy it."

Fu Shenxing was willing to do errands, and went out immediately before he even had time to change his clothes.

Just bumped into Fu Sui, he stopped Fu Shenxing: "Brother, do you have a set at home? Give me a box."

"No." Fu Shenxing resolutely refused, knowing that Fu Sui's opening would be no good.

He patted Fu Shenxing on the shoulder, and said politely: "I put a few boxes in the drawer of your bedside table last time, you haven't used them up yet? Hurry up and bring them here, Jiaojiao is still waiting." The one who sent He Yan here He provided all the stocks in the evening, no matter how powerful Fu Shenxing was, it was impossible to use them up in one night.

Fu Shenxing had never seen it before in his memory, thinking that He Yan cleaned up the house and threw it away a few days ago, he said impatiently: "I have to buy it by myself, I'm busy."

"Why go?"

"Buy soy sauce."

"Just right, come back with a box later." Seeing that Fu Shenxing ignored him, he started to play the emotional card: "Today is the half-year anniversary of Jiaojiao and I, so I can't get away."

Fu Shenxing was full of contempt in his heart, what is there to commemorate after knowing each other for half a year! "You want me to run errands for you? No way!" There is no one else in this world who can command him except He Yan.

Fu Sui looked at Fu Shenxing's heartless back and protested: "Brother! Is it my real brother?"

In Fu Sui's eyes, there is no younger brother better than him in the world. He bought different brands and picked out half of them to send to Fu Shenxing.

Because He Yan was in the kitchen, she opened the door late, and Fu Sui waited for a while before hearing the sound of the door opening.

It's He Yan.

Fu Sui followed with a smile: "Sister-in-law is here? Isn't brother Xing at home?"

"Going out, what's the matter?"

"It's nothing, I just met Brother Xing, and he asked me to buy him something, and I delivered it when I was free." Fu then handed the things to her.

He Yan took the bag and said politely: "Are you waiting for him? He should be back soon."

"No, no, sister-in-law, you are busy, I wish you a happy life."

He Yan has no habit of peeking at other people's things, but the bag is transparent, and the brand logo on the box is clearly displayed.

What's the matter with Fu Shenxing, let others buy even this kind of thing!

He Yan thought, maybe it was a hint from Fu Shenxing to her, and he couldn't show it clearly that he was afraid of her rejection, but he wanted her to know what he thought.

Sure enough, the nature of a businessman will not change anywhere.