I opened a bookstore in ancient times

The Boss Su in front of him was indeed different from Fu Qian's imagination.

According to a letter from the old capital, the eldest son's sweetheart is a beautiful woman with an excellent personality. He never doubted his brother's vision, but seeing him now, this temperament is many times better than he thought.

At least, after passing through life and death just now, I didn't panic and flinch.

Gentle and calm, with a pair of eyes like clear and clear water, one glance makes people feel extremely at ease.

My brother's vision has always been very good.

My brother is really lucky.

Although Boss Su seems to be in good spirits, there are still some words that are not suitable for expressing.

Fu Qian picked up the small porcelain bowl containing the porridge and said with a smile, "Boss Su, don't be nervous."

He paused for a while: "It's very troublesome to pry some words out of someone's mouth. My brother, I'm not in a good mood this time, and time is running short. When the people under my command are asking questions..."

"He came back to accompany you in a hurry, probably because he forgot to change his clothes. I will remind him next time. Boss Su, don't be afraid."

He glanced at Su Yao again: "With Pei Yi here, even if he survives for ten and a half months, there will be no major problems with his health. Don't worry, don't think too much about it."

Su Yao paused, and felt a little relieved.

He thought it was Fu Ling's own blood, but when he saw it, his heart trembled.

Su Yao's expression relaxed, and Fu Qian picked up the small porcelain spoon: "Do you still want to drink? There are still two mouthfuls left."

"Stop drinking."

Su Yao didn't have an appetite, and he couldn't taste it. If it wasn't for Fu Ling, he didn't really want to drink it.

Fu Qian put it down as he said, and joked: "Then let my brother come later."

This was an ordinary sentence, but with his tone, Su Yao felt a little shy suddenly.

He lowered his eyes slightly, but actually smiled at Fu Qian.

Such a thin skin.

Far less than my brother's rascal.

I don't know how my brother can play a hooligan, and he can play such a good person.

Mr. Xiao Fu once again thought of his own brother's coquettish manipulation of bringing down the house, and couldn't help sighing.

Sure enough, if you abduct the cabbage, you have to be shameless.

When mentioning the words shameless and skinless, Fu Qian looked at Su Yao earnestly again: "Boss Su, I beg you to do something. When you recover, I should think about it."

Su Yao couldn't help being suspicious: "Is there anything else I can help with?"

"I guess you can."

Fu Qian frowned, "After I've been busy for a while, can you let my brother write manuscripts every day in the future? He hasn't written "Jianghu One Leaf Knife" all the time, and I'm dying of anxiety."

Su Yao was taken aback for a moment, and couldn't help but find it very funny: "You also read his books?"

"I still spend money to buy them one by one."

Fu Qian showed the miserable expression of a senior reader of Mr. Getai, "Please let him write! My brother is just lazy, he can write five chapters a day, really!"

Su Yao looked at Master Xiao Fu's painful expression, amused and helpless at the same time.

It's too late to urge the big pigeon's manuscript.

Whenever the manuscript is not soft and hard, he will pass it by with a shameless face.

Now...the relationship is established, maybe it will be better?

Su Yao smiled: "Let me try."

He said again: "I will publish the book next time, I will save some for you first."

"Then I would like to thank Boss Su first."

Fu Qian smiled, and complained again, "My brother's book is not available in Beijing. I always ask someone to buy it from the old Beijing. I have to queue up and make a reservation. It's troublesome. Now that Boss Su is here, I feel relieved."

Master Xiao Fu's cute tone.

This temperament is really different from Fu Ling's.

Su Yao couldn't help smiling: "Every time I write a book, I will leave three copies for Fu Ling. He never reads or gives away. Why don't you ask him for it?"

Fu Qian frowned, feeling aggrieved: "Boss Su, you don't know, my brother is very strict with me. I dare not read scripts since I was a child, and he tore up my scripts more than my father."

Su Yao was surprised: "Is he still in charge now? But he writes it himself."

"So it doesn't make sense."

Fu Qian still frowned, "He used to not let me read it, but now he writes it himself. I dare not ask him, and I still dare not let him know when I read the script, for fear that he will scold me. ..."

Master Xiao Fu's psychological shadow area is huge at first glance.

Su Yao frowned: "But you are not much younger than him, why do you listen to him so much?"

Xiao Fu choked.

Boss Su's telling the truth...it's heart-wrenching.

As long as he was younger than Fu Ling, he would not be so wronged.

But they are twins, but his brother looks like a big brother from birth, he can't play with his brother at all.

Anyway, fighting against Fu Ling will lead to no good fruit.After Xiao Fu was dealt with a few times when he was a child, he became honest early on.

Give up resisting, let brother slaughter, especially obedient.

Anyway, Fu Ling really treated him very well.

In addition to "If you write two wrong words, you will be fined to copy them twenty times", "You have to tidy up your books before going to sleep", "I especially like to feed people", "I don't know when I spend money", "Go out for a meal". I am not satisfied with any restaurant", "I am very picky and buy a brush to see eight restaurants", there is nothing wrong with his brother.

Give what you want, protect your shortcomings unconditionally, and do your best in everything.Very attentive, especially caring for people.

Occasionally, he would be beaten for him a few times. Anyway, the two of them looked so alike that the master who taught piano, chess, calligraphy and painting couldn't tell them apart.

Thinking about it this way, Xiao Fu also felt very ashamed of himself.

After being used for so many years, Fu Ling is still in his mind?

No.

My brother doesn't feel sorry for me, and Boss Su thinks the same way later, so no one at home will feel sorry for me.

Fu Qian immediately put on a pitiful expression, and began to complain: "Boss Su doesn't know, my brother likes to bully me since he was a child, he is very fierce, that's why I'm afraid of him."

Fu Gezi is usually fierce.But for those close to him, he is quite protective, and has an extremely protective temperament.

It is impossible to bully my younger brother.

Su Yao couldn't help being curious: "Why did you bully you?"

Fu Qian was silent for a while.

How to put it this way, the only times in his memory that he was dealt with miserably were all because he deliberately confronted Fu Ling and suffered for himself, and it was not enough to make people laugh when he said it.

I also want to save face.

Fu Qian paused for a moment, and after picking and choosing, she was filled with righteous indignation again: "My brother is more ruthless than the husband who taught me. When we were young, we learned the piano together, but the husband refused to let me practice, and he insisted on punishing me. I only play the piano. He made two wrong notes, and he watched me play all afternoon. He didn’t let me eat until I finished playing, and my hands were swollen.”

Xiao Fu made an aggrieved tone, but he didn't hear Su Yao's comfort.

He looked up, and saw Su Yao's calm face: "Hands are swollen, is it because of the wrong posture?"

It's true that my posture is wrong, but...

Fu Qian put on a more pitiful expression: "But my brother let me play all afternoon."

Su Yao smiled: "I used to learn the piano, and I practiced it non-stop for hours. It was very hard."

Xiao Fu choked, and brought up another matter: "I wrote two or three wrong words, and he asked me to copy them dozens of times."

Su Yao smiled again: "Dozens of times is not bad. If you write less, it is easy to make mistakes."

Fu Qian frowned, then left aside the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and said: "My brother is very unreasonable. When my homework is the heaviest, I have to clean up the study before going to sleep. I have several times in the middle of the night After finishing writing, I still have to tidy up the desk. The next day, if I can’t do it well, he will still scold me.”

"Is it to prevent you from losing things?" Su Yao showed a gentle smile, "If you don't tidy up after writing, the table will become more and more messy, and it will be easy to find things."

Fu Qian choked, and said again: "When he was a child, he especially liked to eat by me. In the past, every time I ate alone with him, I was fed a lot by him."

Su Yao also discovered the pigeon's habit.

Su Yao said: "Did you peel eggs, shrimps, crabs, and pick out the fish bones and put them in your bowl? And add soup for your rice?"

Fu Qian finally got the approval: "That's right. The peeling is very fast, and you have time to watch me while eating."

Su Yao smiled: "But if you say you don't want to eat it, or don't like it, he won't hold it for you. As I said, try it next time?"

Fu Qian looked into Su Yao's gentle eyes, and after saying "yes", he felt confused again.

It's a pity that I like everything my brother likes to eat...

No, why doesn't Boss Su have a victim's expression?

Fu Qian was stunned for a moment, but still didn't give up: "My brother has a lot of things to do. The embroiderer makes cloth tigers for us, and he has to pick the one with the good stitches."

Su Yao sighed with a smile: "He has always had high vision, so he has been like this since he was a child."

Fu Qian said again: "Choose a pen, choose a dress, choose a tablecloth, you have to compare them. It's not too expensive. I don't feel bad at all if I spend a lot of money. I say him, and he scolds me."

This is indeed a problem.

"He's restraining himself recently." Su Yao smiled helplessly, "I'll remind him later. This habit doesn't mean that you can change it just by changing it."

Just now Fu Qian specially emphasized the sentence "I said he scolded me", but Su Yao didn't care.

Fu Qian paused, said four or five more, and then completely shut up.

He discovered that his brother's faults were not faults here at Su Yao.

Su Yao didn't sympathize with him.

Su Yao and his brother are in the same group.

Master Xiao Fu did not receive any comfort, but received another critical attack against single dogs.

This wave of miserable sales failed so badly that Fu Qian even began to suspect, what kind of mentality was out of just now, to actually report his brother to Su Yao...

You two are the couple, and I am the miserable brother.

Xiao Fu felt aggrieved.

But I've been aggrieved for so many years, so it's not too late.

Fu Qian returned to the lying flat state of Brother Ren's slaughter again, paused, took out something else from his arms, and decisively started the next topic: "Has Boss Su heard of Hanzhou's Jiulianhuan?"

Fu Qian opened a purse embroidered with red and gold thread, and took out two jade rings. The jade color is clear and transparent, and the decoration is extraordinarily fine. It is expensive to make.

Hanzhou's Jiulianhuan is world-famous, but Su Yao has never seen it before: "It's really beautiful."

"I heard that I'm going to meet Boss Su in Jiujing this time, so I chose it specially." Fu Qian blinked, "It's a couple."

...Is it a meeting ceremony?

Su Yao couldn't help being a little embarrassed, and smiled again: "Thank you, Mr. Fu."

Boss Su was still shy.

Fu Qian raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Then I'll wait for Boss Su to change his mind someday. It's also good to have a sip of wedding wine and receive an extra gift money during the New Year."

Looking at Su Yao again, he bent his eyebrows and said, "I am the same age as my brother, but he gives me red envelopes every year. I have little golden carp shaped like carp every year. Although Boss Su is young , but follow what my brother sent me."

Su Yao's face was slightly hot, so he nodded slightly.

It seems that it has been a long time since red envelopes were given out during the New Year's Eve.

Needless to say, before wearing it, his health was not very good during the new year after wearing it. There were few relatives who did not move around, and there were few people in the family.

This year, it seems that it will be more lively.

Fu Qian just smiled: "Boss Su, take care of him with peace of mind. The Fu family has a lot of people in Jiujing, so treat you better. My brother will let you meet. At that time, my pair of Nine Rings may not be able to take care of them." Well, Boss Su, please don't dislike him."

"Where?" Su Yao said politely, but was even more shy.

Fu Qian didn't continue talking, and put this set of purses on the cabinet beside Su Yao's bed, took out a small purse, and poured out a large handful of wooden blocks.

Su Yao took a closer look: "Kong Mingsuo?"

"Boss Su really knows."

Fu Qian picked up two of them and said with a smile, "Boss Su has been chatting with me sentence after sentence, and it's quite exhausting. This thing just passes the time. I'll play it for Boss Su, and Boss Su will watch it to amuse himself. "

Kong Mingsuo is a difficult thing to put together, and it is a toy that can be called the ancient version of the Rubik's Cube.

But Fu Qian played very quickly, and before Su Yao looked carefully, he finished the whole thing very dexterously.

It is a nine-post plum blossom lock.

Seeing Su Yao dazed, Fu Qian smiled and took it apart again: "Then I'll put it together again slowly, and let Boss Su watch and play."

Fu Qian repeated the steps just now, but slowed down a little, and briefly explained it to Su Yao.

... There is a refreshing feeling watching the video of the boss playing Rubik's Cube.

This kind of thing is really suitable for watching when recovering from illness, and Su Yao is live broadcasting live, the kind that can be adjusted to double the speed at will.

Fu Qian chatted and laughed with him, and played many games back and forth before he heard the knock on the door.

Fu Ling opened the door and came in, and saw this scene.

Su Yao's complexion is not bad, Fu Ling is a little relieved.

But... Seeing a face exactly like his sitting on Su Yao's couch laughing and talking, a certain jealous pigeon's mood is a little delicate.

Fu Gezi became jealous, even the cinnamon.

Xiao Fu only exchanged glances with him, then stood up, and said obediently for a second, "Brother."

Fu Ling nodded: "Go out."

Xiao Fu was taken aback.

I think I've completed this task quite well, why didn't I show a good face after calling it?

But his brother is really not in a good mood recently.

Xiao Fu didn't dare to say too much, so he greeted Su Yao and left obediently.

Fu Ling sat down, and Su Yao stretched out his hand: "What time is it? Have you eaten yet?"

"It's Haishi soon, I just ate it. What do you think?" Fu Ling shook his hand back, "Looks like he's in good spirits."

"Probably because I slept too much." Su Yao smiled, "I just talked for a while, and I'm not too sleepy."

"Then let me play with you for a while?"

Fu Ling gently put Su Yao's hand back into the thin quilt, and then glanced at the broken wood beside the couch, "Playing with Kong Mingsuo?"

Su Yao nodded, and smiled again: "I also gave a pair of Jiulianhuan."

"He just knows to give him what he likes."

Fu Ling said casually, took out Jiu Lianhuan, and then nodded slightly, "It's quite intentional. Do you like it? I don't like asking him to buy you something else."

"I look pretty, but I don't know how to play Kong Mingsuo and Jiulianhuan." Su Yao said, "Master Xiao Fu played very well."

Pigeon's tone was slightly sour: "I play better than him."

Su Yao smiled and said, "Really?"

The jealous pigeon couldn't help bubbling: "I'll show you how to play."