Become the white moonlight of the attack

A well-dressed middle-aged woman appeared in front of the door with large and small bags in her hands, and she was very surprised to see a strange man appearing in the room.

The young man in the apron was also staring at herself in astonishment. Su Yuwan looked at his appearance and then at the ingredients on the table, it should be making dumplings.

"Mom, why are you here?"

Jiang Zhuo stared at Fu Shixin in astonishment, as if he was digesting the word "mother" in his mouth, and then looked at the woman in front of him. He was generous and proud, with a dignified temperament, and there was indeed a shadow of a woman in Fu Shixin's eyebrows.

Jiang Zhuo, who was sitting on the seat, bounced back, and gave Su Yuwan a polite and restrained smile in embarrassment, "Auntie."

Su Yuwan responded softly, looking at Jiang Zhuo's cute little face, she was overjoyed.

"you are?"

Don't tell her, she also knows who he is?

His son must have come for him last night. Thinking of this, the old man’s smile deepened. It’s good to fall in love. She wished they could get married right now. It doesn’t matter whether they have grandchildren or not. If someone can clean up her family’s devil king, she will be Amitabha up.

"Auntie, I'm Jiang Zhuo, Fu Shixin's..." When Jiang Zhuo said this, he paid attention to Fu Shixin on purpose, and saw that his lips were tightly pursed, and his expression seemed more nervous than himself.

"Well, friend." Jiang Zhuo didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble for Fu Shixin.

I don't want Fu Shixin to look at him very disappointed when he said this.

Su Yuwan misunderstood the small look between her son and Jiang Zhuo's eyebrows as a flirt, and she became more convinced of her guess, and looked at Jiang Zhuo more and more blatantly.

Jiang Zhuo didn't wear glasses, his phoenix eyes were enchanting but not feminine, and he spoke politely, and Jiang Zhuo's good image of living at home in an apron made Su Yuwan even more happy. Turning around and looking at her son again, she couldn't help but shake her head and despise him. Apart from a good skin, he was really useless.

Fu Shixin naturally didn't know what his mother was thinking, but his wife was looked at wantonly by his mother. He was more awkward than Jiang Zhuo, so he hurried to Jiang Zhuo's side, took Jiang Zhuo's hand, and deliberately moved him behind, Ask again: "Mom, why are you here?"

Su Yuwan looked at her son's action of protecting the calf, and it seemed that the matter had been decided, she said cheerfully: "You ran away before finishing dinner last night, am I worried that you will bring you some breakfast?"

Su Yuwan's eyes fell on the exquisite dumplings on the table, she was delighted, "It seems that I came at the wrong time."

Jiang Zhuo hid behind Fu Shixin and was held by the wrist, his face was already like a boiled crab. Facing Su Yuwan's words, he didn't dare to figure out what they meant.

I only heard Fu Shixin in front of me say: "Okay, since the meal has been delivered, your old man should go back, lest my dad think you can't find anyone."

Su Yuwan and her husband Fu Changheng's relationship is notoriously good, people who know them always love to tease them in front of them, even their son will run on the couple regardless of age.

Su Yuwan should have gotten used to being bullied by her son, but now she was somewhat embarrassed in front of Jiang Zhuo, a junior.

"What are you talking about, kid?" Su Yuwan waved her hand, and put the big and small bags on the dining table on her own. Seeing the situation, Jiang Zhuo immediately broke away from Fu Shixin and went to help.

Su Yuwan stopped him, her tone was extremely kind, for fear of scaring away her son's boyfriend, "It's okay, it's okay, Auntie just clean up, you made these dumplings?"

Jiang Zhuo nodded with a smile.

"Zhenjun, that... Auntie didn't eat enough in the morning, do you mind if Auntie has breakfast with you?"

Su Yuwan was interrupted by Fu Shixin before she could finish her sentence, "Mind you! Hurry up and leave after Mom's things are delivered, aren't you afraid of my dad's life-threatening chain?"

Hearing this, Jiang Zhuo smiled in an unreasonable manner. So Fu Shixin inherited this from his father?

"Look at you child." Su Yuwan felt embarrassed when she saw Jiang Zhuo smiled, but she finally saw a living person, how could she give up.

"I don't mind Zhuo Zhuo, you reserve your opinion and don't refute it!"

"..." Zhuo Zhuo?Are you all this close?Fu Shixin couldn't help but rolled his eyes at his mother, but Jiang Zhuo was a little panicked because of Su Yuwan's overtures.

This seems to be very different from his thoughts. To be precise, shouldn't family members like Fu Shixin reject him?

"Oh, sit down quickly, there is no reason for everyone to stand during the Chinese New Year, Zhuo Zhuo, hurry up and make dumplings, auntie is waiting to eat."

"Mom, you have to make your own food. Jiang Zhuo made all these things for me."

Fu Shixin took a big hand, and immediately encircled the dumplings made by Jiang Zhuo into his territory, and stared at his mother with childish vigilance.

Su Yuwan is not a vegetarian either, she immediately looked at Jiang Zhuo with a pleasant face, "Zhuo Zhuo, do you think you want to make some more for auntie?"

"Don't ask him, ask me, forget it, I will give you part of it reluctantly."

"Half a person," Su Yuwan said.

"That won't work. I'm growing and I have to eat more. Besides, Jiang Zhuo gave it to me."

"Zhuo Zhuo has agreed to let me stay for breakfast, so half of the dumplings are mine."

Jiang Zhuo's scalp was numb because of "Jiang Zhuo" on the left and "Zhuo Zhuo" on the right between their wives. Where did this couple come from?

In the following time, Jiang Zhuo saw the live broadcast of the fight between the mother and the son. The mother had to make no one, and the son was not a fuel-efficient lamp. In short, after several rounds of stalemate, the two finally chose to coexist peacefully. Half and half, even In this way, the pair of living treasures were still staring at the dumplings wrapped in his hands, and Jiang Zhuo wrapped one and they immediately took it away, for fear that the other party would snatch it.

In the end, Jiang Zhuo made 45 dumplings. To be fair, Jiang Zhuo said that he kept the dumplings for himself, which convinced Fu Shixin and Su Yuwan.

When Jiang Zhuo brought the cooked dumplings from the kitchen, Su Yuwan generously gave Jiang Zhuo half of the dumplings on the plate, "Hurry up and eat, Auntie already had dinner in the morning. "

After speaking, he didn't know where to play tricks, and handed Jiang Zhuo a red envelope.

Jiang Zhuo was dumbfounded looking at the bulging red envelope.

"Auntie... this..."

"New Year's red envelopes, it's the first time we meet, as elders, we must prepare red envelopes."

After mother's words fell, Fu Shixin snatched the red envelope first, "Why don't I have mine?"

Su Yuwan cast a blank look on Fu Shixin, hating iron and steel, "You still need my red envelope?" Her tone was completely different from when she was talking to Jiang Zhuo.

Fu Shixin looked embarrassed, and opened up the thick stack of red envelopes in front of Jiang Zhuo and counted them, "Two thousand? Mom, you are too stingy."

Su Yuwan also felt that [-] was a little short, and explained: "Auntie didn't bring cash with her, this was won by playing mahjong last night, Zhuo Zhuo, why don't we add WeChat, and Auntie will wrap up a bigger one for you. "

Then he took out his phone from his pocket, "Do you scan me or I scan you?"

Su Yuwan is proficient in business, and she has made many friends at first sight.

"Okay, mom, you're going to scare him." Fu Shixin hurriedly sat down beside Jiang Zhuo, he couldn't let his mother mess around anymore, otherwise the slightest bit of goodwill would be ruined.

"It's fine as a friend, you transfer the red envelope to me, and I'll give it to him."

Jiang Zhuo wanted to say no, but was immediately stopped by Fu Shixin, "Mom, you've eaten the dumplings, and you've seen the others, shouldn't you be leaving?"

Her son was about to be kicked out, so it was inconvenient for Su Yuwan to stay longer, so she left happily after chattering a few words, and asked Fu Shixin to bring Jiang Zhuo home for dinner before leaving.

Jiang Zhuo and Fu Shixin sent people to the door, watching Fu Shixin close the door quickly, he was amused by the feeling that he was afraid that his mother would return again.

"You and your mother get along like this?"

"Yes, what else?" Fu Shixin said this casually, but when he turned around and saw Jiang Zhuo's suddenly dim eyes, he felt sore in his heart.

"Zhuo, I didn't mean to." He knew he didn't have a mother.

Jiang Zhuo shook his head easily, "You think too much, I have no impression of them."

Fu Shixin felt distressed and hugged him tightly.

It was already nine o'clock after the two of them had lunch. According to Fu Shixin's habit in previous years, he would visit relatives and friends on the first day of the new year. Since his grandmother passed away, Jiang Zhuo would be dragged back by Feng Wenke to spend time with the Feng family every time he came back from his hometown on the first day of the new year.

Jiang Zhuo was lying on the bed with his mobile phone, thinking whether he should tell Feng Wenke in advance that this year would not pass, when this person called.

He leaned lazily on the sofa, ignoring Fu Shixin's hand on his waist.

"Hello." Just as Jiang Zhuo was about to say hello with a smile, he heard Feng Wenke's preoccupied voice.

"Zhuo."

Jiang Zhuo paused slightly, and immediately sat up from the sofa.

"What happened?" He hadn't heard Feng Wenke's tone for a long time. The last time he was drunk because Zhao Ran came back.

"He..." Jiang Zhuo could hear Feng Wenke's choking, and the trembling voice came from the receiver, "He...he was in a car accident."

Feng Wenke reluctantly said the whole sentence, Jiang Zhuo naturally would not think that the "he" Feng Wenke said was Secretary Li.

"Where are you?" Jiang Zhuo's voice was unusually cold, and Fu Shixin, who was sitting by the side, noticed something was wrong with him, and immediately leaned over to listen to their conversation.

"Hospital."

"Which hospital?"

"Peking University... School of Medicine... Affiliated Hospital."

"He..." Jiang Zhuo paused for half a second, then changed his words: "I'll be there in 10 minutes."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Zhuo didn't get up immediately but sat where he was, with a dignified expression.

Fu Shixin asked carefully, for fear of touching something, but Jiang Zhuo took the initiative to tell him, "Zhao Ran went to the hospital and was in a car accident."

Fu Shixin looked surprised, "A car accident?"

"Well, at the affiliated hospital, Feng Wenke is here."

Fu Shixin doesn't care about Zhao Ran's situation, he cares more about Jiang Zhuo's reaction, "You...are you okay?"

Jiang Zhuo's complexion is not very good. If he simply hated Zhao Ran, Fu Shixin would not be worried, but Jiang Zhuo is soft-hearted. You can see from his pursuit of him that he is indifferent on the surface but has a soft heart. The reason why he has always hated Zhao Ran is because Zhao Ran has never been afraid of grandma's death and never apologized sincerely, and secondly, he blames Zhao Ran for pestering Feng Wenke even though his grandma died. He even wanted to persuade Feng Wenke to change his mind through Jiang Zhuo.

Fu Shixin watched him hesitate to speak, he didn't know how to persuade him.

Jiang Zhuo was silent in his troubles, and suddenly laughed at himself, "I'm still worried about him. When I heard that he was in a car accident, I wanted to ask him if he was okay. Obviously he killed grandma."

Jiang Zhuo's voice revealed sarcasm, that incident was like a thorn in his heart, but he hated himself for giving Zhao Ran room.

"Let's go, let's go and have a look." Fu Shixin pulled Jiang Zhuo up to make a decision for him, "No matter what the result is, this matter will be settled today."

Jiang Zhuo looked up at Fu Shixin, staring at his deep eyes with confused eyes.

"With me here, don't be afraid." Fu Shixin put his hand on Jiang Zhuo's back to protect him into his arms. His meaning could not be clearer, that is, to let Jiang Zhuo trust him and rely on him, and he can help him solve his problems. troubled.

Jiang Zhuo leaned his face against Fu Shixin's chest, greedily listening to his rhythmic heartbeat, and the faint scent of mint surrounded him, calming him down.

He tried to wrap his arms around the person in front of him, and at first he felt that he could rely on others. His experiences from childhood to adulthood often told him that only when he was good enough and strong enough could he protect himself and his family.

At this moment, Fu Shixin told him that he could learn to rely on him.

"Well, I'll listen to you."