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Tang Ruan looked at Fu Xin, then at the string of colorful plastic beads in Fu Xin's hand.

"pretty good."

Tang Ruan smiled slightly, "I'll find you a photo frame to frame when I get back, that's even better."

Fu Xin waved his hand a little shyly, "Oh, Ruan Ruan, you are good or bad, if you want to see me all the time, just tell me, I will always be with you all the time! Let you see my handsome face anytime, anywhere Face?/(//?/3/?//)/"

The smile on the corner of Tang Ruan's mouth was slightly stiff.

"You misunderstood, I wanted to frame you and hang it on the tombstone. :)"

Fu Xin: "QAQ"

A certain bastard curled his lips, and whispered, "Then let's hang it on the tombstone together in 100 years, and put the urn together. It's convenient for the sugar bowl to visit the grave..."

Tang Ruan didn't really want to talk to him.

- After a hundred years, the sugar bowl will be more than 100 years old, will you let your son succeed? ?Those who don't know think that your Fu family is short of money for this cemetery!

What Tang Ruan didn't know was that this string of plastic bead necklaces would be placed in a leather jewelry box worth more than five figures in the future, and the outside would be covered with a layer of tempered glass, and it would be placed on display for decades. In their study.

To be precise, it was in Fu Xin's study.

From then on, anyone who is lucky enough to visit Mr. Fu's study will curiously ask about the origin of this extraordinary necklace. Whenever this happens, Mr. Fu will hold a teacup and his face will be full of happiness. smile.

"Look at this string of necklaces. It seems that it is just a string of ordinary necklaces with noble colors, exquisite workmanship, exquisite workmanship, and elegance. In fact, there is a story behind it that I have to tell. It was an early summer evening. On that day, My Ruan Ruan became a mother for the first time..."

The poignant beauty of the story and the richness of emotion made those who heard it sad and cried. Ruan Ruan wanted to smash the glass cover.

Of course, that was many years later.

"One more game and it's over."

Tang Ruan glanced at the flow chart, and had already started to pack Sugar Bowl's schoolbag.

"Ah, there is only one left QAQ"

Sugar Bowl is licking the marshmallow sadly, he hasn't had enough fun yet.

"The remaining one has nothing to do with you."

Tang Ruan wiped the corners of Sugar Bowl's mouth with a wet towel, "The last game is tug of war, can you go?"

Tang Juan'er proudly puffed out her small chest, "I can do it! I'm going to hit the big one with my strength!"

When speaking, there is still a trace of pink cotton candy floating in the corner of a certain jar's mouth, which looks really convincing.

What to do, Tang Ruan had already imagined the whole dumpling of Tang Juan'er on the rope, being dragged off the ground.

The final tug-of-war competition was a friendly match. The Xiaodou class and the Huahua class each selected ten parents. It is conceivable that the participants must be strong and strong

Patriarch.

Fu Xin's 1.8-meter-eight tall man stood there, and Teacher Qin caught his eye at a glance. Besides him, there were nine other parents including Wu Tianliang, all of whom were strong and strong.

Wu Tianliang had been secretly staring at Fu Xin for a whole day today, and wanted to find a chance to talk to him, but this time he finally caught him.

"Boss Fu, good afternoon, Boss Fu!"

Wu Tianliang stretched out his enthusiastic chubby hand, and before reaching out, he deliberately rubbed his pants twice.

Fu Xin glanced at him. There were quite a lot of people nearby, and his son was still beside him. Fu Xin didn't refute his face, and raised his hand to shake him politely.

"Hello."

Wu Tianliang was happy and excited, his round fat face was wrinkled with laughter.

"Mr. Fu, do you still remember me? I'm Wu Tianliang, I"

"remember."

While putting on his gloves, Fu Xin replied lightly, "Did I catch your son bullying my son last time? I haven't forgotten it."

As soon as these words came out, Wu Tianliang's forehead immediately started to sweat.

"No, Mr. Fu, I'm really sorry. I, I didn't know that was your young master. I have already taught my son a lesson. That little bastard will never dare again!"

Isn't this nonsense, if Wu Tianliang knew that Fu Xin's son was in his son's class, he wouldn't have taken action to curry favor with him!Who would have thought that that brat Wu Daqiang would actually bully him, and most importantly, he was witnessed by Fu Xin himself!

- Thinking of this matter, Wu Tianliang was furious, and he was so worried that he was about to get hemorrhoids.

"No matter whose son it is, bullying is wrong."

Fu Xin raised his head and looked at the little fat man Wu Daqiang who was digging sand with the sugar bowl not far away.

Mr. Fu has long forgotten the fact that he bullied the young in public in order to avenge his son.

"Yes, yes, Mr. Fu, what you said is true."

Now Wu Tianliang can't wait to show off the tenth-level flattering skills he has accumulated over the years, so as to make Fu Xin happy.

"Forget about the past, between the children, as long as they have fun. ?