After the official announcement with the disabled actor

With the fat Ting Chen taking the lead, the little milk buns stretched out their hands like lotus root joints after shouting sweetly, asking for candy from the little aunt.

Looking at the nephews and nieces with black eyes in front of him, Ting Miao shook his head helplessly, went to the biggest fat man and knelt down, rubbed his round face, and taught him with Ting Chen's cute smile: "Chen Chen , Uncle Fu is my boyfriend, so you don’t need to call him Auntie, just Uncle Fu.”

"But you..." Ting Chen looked at Fu Ying ignorantly: "You want to get married."

I recited it before I even went to kindergarten——

Uncle's wife is called aunt!

Fu Ying looked into Shang Tingchen's innocent eyes, as if reading a few lines of big characters from them: You don't want to be called aunt, because you don't like us.Fu Ying frowned. In fact, aunt was nothing, it was just a title, and the milk packs in front of her were too small. It would be difficult to accept them by forcefully changing their titles.

No matter how cold and hard Fu Ying's heart is, she was softened by the row of cute babies in front of her.His brows relaxed, and just as he was about to let go, Ting Miao turned around, squeezed his fingers, and then gave him a sly smile.

Fu Ying understood, so she stopped and did not speak again.

Ting Miao continued to look at Ting Chen, patted his head, clung to his ear, and said a few words in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

Fu Ying only saw the two of them sneaking around, but Ting Chen's white and fat face gradually turned red because of the little uncle's words, and then turned red again until it was as red as a cherry, and he raised his eyebrows suspiciously.

Little Fatty got the little uncle's secret topic, nodded solemnly, raised his face, and gave his little uncle a serious high-five, then opened his mouth, and said crisply to the other milk packs in the small team: "Hurry up, let's call Uncle Fu!" !"

"Okay." Ting Wan grabbed the two big candies in his hand, obediently.

The other milk packs also listened to the elder brother's words very much. Facing Fu Ying, they shouted in unison: "Hello, Uncle Fu—"

"I'm Ting Chen! The strongest big brother!"

"My name is Tingning, and I'm a good boy."

"Uncle Fu, you remember my name, Xuan...Tingxuan, I love candy very much."

"Ah, I'm Ting Hong, and he's my twin brother, named Xiao Yu."

"Uncle Fu, you can call me Wanwan..." Ting Wan introduced herself shyly, approached Fu Ying tremblingly, and stretched out her hand for a hug.

Fu Ying was slightly stunned, looking at Ting Wan's shy smile, she couldn't help but bend over.

With a mua sound, Ting Wan kissed him on the cheek, drool a lot.After the kiss, he ran back shyly, holding two candies, giggling with joy.

Fu Ying belatedly touched the wet place, her eyes flickered slightly.

He stared at the front with black pupils without focus, and it took him a while to come back to his senses. After exchanging glances with Ting Miao, he passed the candy box in front of him, "Okay, Uncle Fu already knows you, take these candies as you like."

A few people didn't shrink back, happily grabbing sweets and eating them.

After distributing the sugar, the rest of the presents are not easy to take out at the threshold. Ting Miao hugged Wan Wan, turned to call other milk bags: "Let's go into the house, Chen Chen, and bring your Uncle Fu in."

"Okay!" Ting Chen patted his chest: "Uncle Fu, I'll lead the way."

Fu Ying nodded with a smile.

However, just entering the courtyard and before reaching the atrium, Tingchen pulled Fu Ying's clothes, raised her face together with other cute babies, and asked with a tilted head, "Uncle Fu, we all have to eat dumplings tonight, grandpa and grandma?" My sister-in-law, second uncle and uncle are all making dumplings in the kitchen, can you make dumplings?"

Make dumplings.Fu Ying stopped the wheelchair with a slightly stiff expression.

The small groups looked at him expectantly, but Fu Ying couldn't say no to it, forced a smile on her face, and nodded: "Yes."

Wan Wan writhed in Ting Miao's arms and applauded happily: "That's great, let's make dumplings!"

The little girl twisted with great strength, Ting Miao hurriedly supported Ting Wanwan, fearing that she would fall, and after steadying herself, she turned to look at Fu Ying.

In the blink of an eye, he caught Teacher Fu's fleeting wry smile.

Led by six little milk bags, Ting Miao and Fu Ying, surrounded by the inner circle, entered the courtyard majesticly.Unfortunately, at this time, most of the family members are making dumplings in the kitchen.It is a local custom in Wanyao that the old people make dumplings to eat on the eve of their birthday, which means family reunion.The family's birthday is always the night before, so although there is a birthday banquet for the third grandfather tonight, in fact, tomorrow is the real birthday.

At this moment, I can only see a few elders sitting in the main hall chatting and decorating the beams to add joy.

Ting Chen slipped into the main room first, saw the uncle and grandma who were chatting happily inside, stretched out his little hand, stretched his calf, and shouted crisply: "Little uncle is home, and Uncle Fu is here too!"

After the words fell, there was a commotion in the main room, and someone came out.

The first thing Ting Miao saw was his parents. Seeing the two approaching, he smiled affectionately and led Teacher Fu over.

"Dad, Mom, I'm back." After Ting Miao yelled sweetly, she stood beside Fu Ying, with a bright smile on her lips, her black eyes squeezed, and she was about to tell her parents brightly. He is my boyfriend!

Ting's father and Ting's mother shifted their gazes to Fu Ying, and their eyes brightened instantly.

Fu Ying nodded to them calmly and enthusiastically, and said politely: "Uncle and aunt, hello, I am Fu Ying, please excuse me."

A simple self-introduction, the rest will have to wait for Ting's parents to ask.This is what Lu Cong taught him by searching a lot of information. When you first come to the door, you can't show off your work salary and personality when you enter the door.

As soon as Fu Ying finished speaking, the Ting family's parents called him with a smile.

Both of them were civilized, with gentle faces and a book scent. Ting's mother, Fang Yatong, had short curly shoulder-length hair, wrapped in a camel-colored turtleneck coat, wearing long boots, and clear eyes. She looked like an intellectual.

Fu Ying vaguely felt that Ting's mother looked familiar, but she didn't remember it for a while.At that time, on the list that A Miao gave him, only gender, age and preferences were written.

Fang Yatong is very gentle, Fu Ying is handsome and has a good temperament, except for the slight sternness in his eyebrows and eyes, he is really the "best boyfriend" Miao Miao said.Although she is not in business, she has heard of Fu Ying's name, the president of VEJ International, a world-renowned national brand. Even if others have never seen him, they have more or less heard of his name, and some rumors that seem true or false.

Miao Miao told her some time ago that she was going to bring her boyfriend home, and Fang Yatong had already made mental preparations. She not only searched for Fu Ying on the Internet, but also asked her nephew Fang Zhouyu, and got a lot of information about Fu Ying.It is said that he now runs an entertainment company and cooperates with Jin Rui, and the two companies have gradually developed friendship.

Because I knew about Fu Ying's leg injury in advance, Fang Yatong was not surprised, but looked at him tenderly: "Little Fu, why did you come here now? I know you all returned to Wanyao two days ago, you should have come here long ago." Live, there are many people in the family, and it is also lively. Come on, don't wait here, go into the house, drink water and rest." Fang Yatong said while looking at Ting Miao: "Have you been to your third grandfather's house?"

Ting Miao stuck out his tongue, pushed Fu Ying's wheelchair, and said with a smile, "I've been there."

Fang Yatong smiled and rolled her eyes at Ting Miao.

Compared with Fang Yatong's gentleness and talkativeness, Ting's father is obviously much calmer. After asking a few questions about Fu Ying's family, he found that the other party's family is rich and prosperous, and he is also stable. He has parents and elders who have no filial piety. It's a gold ingot that lives alone and loves freely." Seeing this, Ting's father couldn't help but nod.

The key is that Miao Miao likes her, as a parent, she can only insinuate and ask things that have nothing to do with their relationship.

Fortunately, it's not that they are so hot. From entering the courtyard to now, Ting's father has seen the sticky aura lingering around the two of them all the time, and they have to look at each other from time to time. It is more boring than the passionate love with Yatong when he was young. .Ting Huai embraced his wife, and after chatting with Fu Ying, he invited him into the main room.

Mr. Ting Sheng was also there, and when he saw Fu Ying, he smiled and chatted boisterously.

There are many seniors in Ting's family. Mr. Ting Sheng has six children, four boys and two girls. Ting Miao's father, Ting Huai, is the youngest son.His elder brother and elder sister are already playing with their grandchildren, but his own Miao Miao, who is over twenty years old and has not talked about love, has to wait for Fu Ying.

In the first few years, the elders in the family, especially the relatives who were farther away, were quite critical of his liking for men.But Mr. Ting Sheng doesn't care, the young grandson can do whatever he likes, and they don't expect marriage or anything like that. The most important thing is the happiness of their children and grandchildren.

With Mr. Ting Sheng in charge, Ting Huai and Fang Yatong didn't say much, after all, gossip is not as important as their son's happiness.Gradually, everyone in the family knew about it, but tacitly never publicized it.Although the relatives farther away felt strange, they did not dare to go out and talk nonsense. The family style of the Ting family is very good, even if those relatives had opinions, they did not spread them indiscriminately.

Children and grandchildren have their own blessings.

The arrival of Fu Ying caused a commotion in the courtyard of the Ting family.

After meeting all the elders in the main room, Ting Miao stayed by Fu Ying's side, fearing that he would be "difficult" by his uncles and aunts.

After sitting in the room for almost half an hour, his cousin came over with a smile and hugged his little daughter Ting Wanwan, and made fun of him, saying that he turned his elbow outward before he was married, for fear that his teacher Fu would be eaten up?

Ting Miao pursed his lips, grabbed Fu Ying's hand, and stuck out his tongue: "Brother, you don't understand."

The cousin couldn't help but look at Wan Wan in Dian Dian's arms, "My daughter is already this old, how can I not understand your young things?"

Ting Wan laughed happily: "Hahaha Wan Wan is big, Wan Wan has grown up!"

"Wan Wan, good boy." Ting Miao carried his niece over.

Ting Wan was very close to his little uncle, and would not let go after hugging his neck, but he was very obedient.

The cousin's eyes were resentful: "Wanwan won't kiss daddy anymore?"

Ting Miao kissed Ting Wan's chubby face, so soft and cute, he turned his head to look at his cousin triumphantly: "Wan Wan likes little uncle!... right? Princess Wan Wan?" Put on a big smile.

Ting Wan clapped her hands: "I like little uncle!"

Ting Miao came to Fu Ying with Wan Wan in his arms, and suddenly blinked: "Does Wan Wan want to be hugged by Uncle Fu?"

"Uncle Fu..." It took a while for Ting Wan to realize who Uncle Fu was, her eyes cracked into a smile, she turned around in Ting Miao's arms, and then looked at Fu Ying, waving her fat short hands at Fu Ying. Ying wants to hug: "I want Uncle Sugar!"

My cousin was overjoyed by the side.

Ting Miao also smiled, looked at Fu Ying, and blinked slyly: "Mr. Fu, Wanwan wants you, will you give me a hug?"

Looking at the milk bag in A Miao's arms, Fu Ying's mind exploded, her expression was slightly stiff.

It's such a small one, soft and tender, as if it would be broken by him with a little force, a trace of panic flashed in Fu Ying's eyes, but seeing Wanwan stretching out her hand towards him, she liked her from the bottom of her heart.

From these children, he could almost see how cute they were when they were young.

My cousin has a good attitude towards Fu Ying. After Ting Miao finished speaking, he smiled and said, "Miao Miao, it seems that Wan Wan really likes Mr. Fu. I see, your little uncle will be punished by Fu Ying." Mister is down."

Ting Miao snorted, and said bluntly, "Mr. Fu and I are one. If you like him, you like me." When he finished speaking, he suddenly remembered something, gently pinched Wan Wan's round face, and said cheerfully: " Then I have twice as much liking, Wanwan, do you think I'm going to surpass your father?"

Ting Wan is still young, so she can't understand the words that go around, so just applaud.

Ting Miao was so amused by her witty appearance that his heart softened, and he looked at Fu Ying expectantly: "Look, Teacher Fu, Wan Wan likes you..." He held Wan Wan's little paw, and waved it like a beckoning cat. put.

Fu Ying stared at the two, his eyes softened. Amidst the laughter of everyone in the Ting family, he vaguely felt that he was not the eldest grandson of the Fu family who was once neglected and hated, who was always plotting everywhere and full of filth.

His past was humble and disgusting, as if thinking about those old things at this moment would destroy the beautiful existence in front of him.He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, a gentle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he stretched out his hand to Ting Wan: "Wan Wan, uncle Fu hug."

The soft milk bag slammed into his arms all of a sudden, comforting a little panic and helplessness.

Fu Ying's hands were very stiff, hugging Wan Wan, she was too embarrassed to move at all.

Wanwan was mischievous, and wanted to move in his arms, but Fu Ying felt a little thumped in her heart when she saw this, and quickly reached out to help her up.

He looked anxious, and even the forehead was sweating.

But not long after, Fu Ying hugged Wan Wan, and a gentle smile slowly rose from the corner of her mouth.Ting Miao watched from the side, and couldn't help squinting his eyes, watching the interaction between the two of them with his face cupped.

The arm was pulled, Ting Miao turned around, it was his cousin.

The cousin glanced at Wan Wan who was safe in Fu Ying's arms, and then gave his younger brother a look.

"Brother, what's the matter?" Ting Miao followed his cousin to the side, avoiding Fu Ying.

He realized that his cousin was going to talk about something related to Mr. Fu, and his face tensed up.

Ting Miao's expression was too obvious, the cousin wanted to cry but had no tears, and said with a smile: "You, what expression, we brothers are so vigilant when we talk?"

Ting Miao scratched his face, a little embarrassed: "Then, brother, what do you want to say?"

The cousin tilted his head, glanced at Fu Ying who was still talking to Wan Wan, and hesitated to speak: "Is he really recognized?"

"Brother, do you know?" Ting Miao said shyly, "Of course, I managed to catch up with Mr. Fu. You don't even know how good Mr. Fu is. I like him so much. How can I meet Mr. Fu in this life?" It’s the teacher, brother, let me tell you, Teacher Fu—”

"Stop, stop." The cousin held his forehead: "My wife hasn't come back yet, so don't try to take this opportunity to stuff me with dog food."

Ting Miao snorted: "You and your sister-in-law are allowed to have sex, but I can't?"

Cousin begged for mercy: "Yes, please, little ancestor."

The cousin said again: "It's fine if you decide on him, I'm just asking, I don't have any ideas." He couldn't help but look at Wan Wan again, amused: "Wan Wan likes him very much."

Ting Miao raised his chin: "Of course, my teacher Fu likes everyone."

The real Fu Chui, my cousin has seen it today.What else could he say, he patted Ting Miao on the shoulder, and meaningfully told him to pay attention to safety.

Ting Miao immediately held his warm face, "Brother, I'm not the same as Teacher Fu yet."

The cousin smiled: "It's okay to understand first."

Ting Miao rubbed his arms, "I won't tell you, I'll take Teacher Fu around."

After handing Wanwan to her father, Ting Miao talked to the elders, and planned to take Fu Ying out, but before leaving the main room, the milk buns gathered there thought they were going to make dumplings, Clap your hands and swarm over.

After accepting Uncle Fu's gift, I still want to eat the dumplings made by Uncle Fu, Nai Bao thought.

So, everyone happily shouted "Uncle Fu is making dumplings", surrounded Fu Ying, and smiled at him while eating candy.

Ting Miao rubbed his brows helplessly, held Ting Chen's waving fat claws, touched his face with his fingertips, and shook his head with a smile: "Chen Chen, good boy, take the younger brothers and sisters to play first, Uncle Fu and I have something to do. "

Ting Chen was visibly depressed.

The little Yu who didn't understand anything next to him asked naively, "When can I eat Uncle Fu's dumplings?"

Children don’t know much, whoever gives candy is the best, and they like whoever. Today, I put my parents and uncle aside, and I like Uncle Fu the most, because he has a lot of candies, full of boxes, and the colors are particularly bright.

Ting Miao was overwhelmed by the cuteness, he ouched twice, hugged Xiaoyu and kissed: "Uncle Fu still has something to do, now I can't—"

"A Miao." Fu Ying turned the wheelchair closer and took his hand.

Ting Miao turned his head and saw Teacher Fu's deep eyes, and said to him in a low voice: "A Miao, it's okay, go to the kitchen to meet the other elders."

Ting Miao was dazed by his eyes, nodded, "That's fine."

Knowing that Uncle Fu wanted to make dumplings, the milk buns applauded happily.

Ting Miao had no choice but to take Teacher Fu to the kitchen.

The kitchen is very spacious. Go out from the main room, pass through two courtyards, and go left.

The little chubby guys had been bouncing around the kitchen for a long time. The courtyard was a cobblestone road, and the wheelchair was easy to shake. Ting Miao pushed Fu Ying slowly past. Just after crossing the atrium, Fu Ying calmed down and stopped the wheelchair.

Ting Miao gasped: "Teacher Fu, what's the matter?"

Fu Ying recalled the matter of being called little aunt and then quickly changed to Uncle Fu, she was a little curious, she really didn't know what A Miao whispered in Chen Chen's ear.He pressed the handle of the wheelchair, turned his head, and whispered his doubts.

Ting Miao's neck was suddenly covered with a blush.

Fu Ying was even more surprised by his reaction, took Ting Miao's hand, and brought him in front of him, "A Miao, tell me..."

Ting Miao pursed his lips, suppressed the restlessness in his heart, wanted to say but was embarrassed, it was extremely awkward.

But he couldn't bear Teacher Fu's frequent questioning, leaned down, clung to Fu Ying's ear, and said in a breathy voice, "I told Chen Chen that my little uncle's wife is called aunt, but... now my little uncle has become Someone else's wife."

The last two words fluttered down and curled into Fu Ying's ears.

There was a buzzing sound in his mind, and the messy thoughts turned into fireworks that exploded, and the stars scattered around, and all the starlight gathered into the appearance of A Miao.

In a daze, Fu Ying rolled her throat with difficulty, deeply regretting why she asked him at such a time.

There is a large crowd, and it is day and night, and they are so teased that they can't do anything.

Just ask when you should go back to your room.

Fu Yingwu sighed deeply, his deeper eyes filled with thick black mist, he stared closely at Ting Miao, and when the latter was about to retreat, he put his arms around his waist.The two bodies could not touch each other through the handle of the wheelchair, but it seemed that they were so hot that they were about to sweat.

Ting Miao licked his lips, his chin was slightly in his mouth, and he looked pitiful.

Fu Ying laughed twice, "A Miao, are you so good?"

He pinched Ting Miao's soft cheek slightly, and was honored to get Ting Miao's stare, which seemed to be angry and angry: "Mr. Fu didn't know about my obedience until the first day?"

Ting Miao cupped his face, groaned narcissistically, and stared at Fu Ying for a while, always feeling that Mr. Fu had a tendency to turn into a wolf, and his dark eyes were really scary.

He smacked his lips, and stretched out his hand to cover Fu Ying's eyes: "I won't show it, let's make dumplings."

Fu Ying smiled lowly: "Okay."

Then she covered the back of his hand, grabbed his cool fingers and rubbed them in the palm until it warmed up.

The kitchen is not far away, and we will be there in another five or six minutes.

At this time, men and women were sitting together in the kitchen. There were four large round tables with rolled dumpling wrappers and dumpling fillings.

As soon as the two of them reached the door, they heard chatter inside.

Ting Miao smiled and pushed Teacher Fu in, and as expected, he caught everyone's attention as soon as he stepped through the threshold.

The scene was extremely lively.

But Ting Miao found that Mr. Fu is worthy of being a shrewd and experienced president in the business world. Although he was still nervous, after the "drill" outside just now, he is now much more comfortable facing uncles and aunts.There was a smile on his face, and he answered the questions raised by the elders very safely, without any mistakes or omissions.

Ting Miao laughed in surprise.

After the chat, the small dumplings who came next to him clapped their hands and called Uncle Fu to make dumplings, and Fu Ying was also invited to the same table by several uncles in suits and leather shoes making dumplings.

Ting Miao followed closely.

"This dumpling making is a subject of knowledge, Xiao Fu, don't think it is simple." Ting Miao's uncle glanced at Fu Ying with a smile, and continued to make the dumplings in front of him.

Those dumplings are fat and neat, uncle is worthy of being an uncle.

Ting Miao's face was broken, and the cat was next to Fu Ying, and said in a low voice, "Mr. Fu, if you don't know how to make bags, then leave."

Before he finished speaking, the aunt on his left touched her arm, and said with a smile: "Miao Miao can't do it, I remember that the dumplings you made last year were recognized as buns by Chen Chen hahaha, come and talk to Bo Niangxue, don't be laughed at by Chenchen this year."

Exposing embarrassing things in public, Ting Miao grimaced, quietly rubbed against Fu Ying, and hummed softly: "I didn't become a bun."

Fu Ying has been invited by her uncle to start packing.

He looked at the skin and stuffing in his hand seriously, frowned, and said in a hoarse voice, "My buns are about to be made."

"Ah?" Ting Miao fixed his eyes.

In Teacher Fu's broad palm, there is a messy mixture of skin and stuffing, and there is no trace of the graceful and fat figure of the dumpling.

Ting Chen, who was jumping around and having fun, brought his younger brothers over, and tiptoed to look at Uncle Fu's dumplings. Just one glance, his whole fat face collapsed.

The younger twin brother Ting Yu also watched, feeling a little dizzy. He remembered that the dumplings made by Uncle Fu would be eaten by them later, so he held his face and said, "I won't eat, Uncle Fu There is a bomb in the dumpling..."

The dumplings exploded.

Fu Ying's hands holding the half-finished dumplings shook, and the whole dumpling fell on the table.

The whole place was silent.

"Hey!" the uncle subconsciously shouted.

She wiped her hands and was about to hug Ting Yu over, but a pair of arms preceded her and pulled the weeping Xiao Yu into her arms.

Ting Miao squatted down, patted Xiaoyu on the head, got up and picked up the semi-finished dumplings on the table, and smiled at him: "Oh my Xiaoyu, don't cry, you read wrong, I'm not making dumplings, Uncle Fu will wait What about pancakes?"

He held it in front of Ting Yu with a serious face: "This is not very good, the stuffing is evenly distributed, and we will have to eat two pieces by then."

After finishing speaking, I solemnly praised myself in my heart.

Small apartment: (⊙o⊙)

I'm still young Mo lied to me.

Fu Ying coughed cooperatively, and took back the skin stuffing in A Miao's hand.

He looked a little embarrassed, and nodded towards Xiaoyu.

All the elders: "?"

After a while, Xiaoyu was coaxed, and the auntie raised her lips, with a reserved smile on her face, and warmly invited the two of them to play in Houtong of Ji'an.

The author has something to say: Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 2 bottles of sweet love;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!