Fu's House

Small bridges, lakes, pavilions, pavilions, the entire Soviet-style garden, maintenance by servants can be seen everywhere

Fu Fengqing took Zhong Yuan to the villa among the mountains and rivers.

A private doctor in a white coat is pushing the old man in a wheelchair back, followed by a woman who is on call.

Mr. Fu was sitting in a wheelchair being pushed around, and he was excitedly taking fish food to feed the shoals of fish in the lotus pond.

Seeing this, Fu Fengqing stopped, stepped aside, and did not move forward.

Zhong Yuan looked over, Mr. Fu's face was flushed abnormally, he was excited to feed the fish, and he was still chanting: "Fish, eat, fish, eat, eat."

After feeding the fish, Mr. Fu turned his head and met Zhong Yuan's gaze.

Immediately, he turned the wheelchair excitedly and came this way, the doctor had no choice but to push him to prevent the old man from hurting his hands.

The old man kept patting the wheelchair with his hands: "Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up, Xiangxue is back, hurry up."

When Mr. Fu came in front of Zhong Yuan, he smiled like a child: "Xiang Xue, have you come back to see me?"

"Where's Fu Er? Why didn't you see him?"

Mr. Fu grabbed Zhong Yuan's hand, Zhong Yuan felt uncomfortable and wanted to let go, but the old man's strength was astonishing, his expression was full of excitement.

"Could it be that Fu Hongyi is an idiot again? Tell Dad, Dad will teach him a lesson for you."

"My daughter-in-law doesn't hurt, so she's not from my Fu family."

As if thinking of something, the old man patted Zhong Yuan's hand again: "However, it's good to be back, it's good to be back."

There were tears rolling in the eyes of the old man, and Mr. Fu wiped the tears with his wrinkled hands:

"Fu Fengqing is an evil person, born to collect debts. Dad told you, don't worry about him."

Hearing this, Zhong Yuan turned to look at Fu Fengqing.

Mr. Fu followed Zhong Yuan's gaze and became excited when he saw Fu Fengqing.

"Evil and evil."

Mr. Fu looked for a stick everywhere, but if he couldn't find it, he hit him directly.

Fu Fengqing didn't move and let the old man hit him with deadly hands.Mr. Fu even scratched it mercilessly with his nails, hating him to the extreme.

"An evil that shouldn't be born."

Mr. Fu's expression became more and more ferocious. The surrounding doctors and nurses rushed forward to hold Mr. Fu down, and the needle was inserted into Mr. Fu's body.

Push in slowly.

Until the last second before losing consciousness, Mr. Fu was still staring at Fu Fengqing.

Zhong Yuan did not expect to meet such a scene, his eyes were hidden under the black-rimmed glasses and thick bangs, his expression was unclear.

Fu Fengqing's arm was full of scratches, allowing the doctors to come up and apply medicine to him.

The leading doctor looked flustered; "Sorry, I..."

Fu Fengqing stopped the doctor: "Take Grandpa to have a good rest."

Only then did they hurried away with the old man, Zhong Yuan could still hear a soft reproach

"It's been said that the master is coming back, why are you taking the old man shopping?"

"I just think the weather is good today... Besides, I didn't expect the old man to go there."

"Speaking of which, the man brought back by Mister is..."

The few people gradually walked away, Zhong Yuan was brought by Fu Fengqing to the dining room of Fu's house

The decoration of Fu's house is simple and cold, just like Fu Fengqing's.

Even the dining table is not the kind of rectangular dining table that is pulled over a long strip, but more like a round table in every household. If Zhong Yuan didn’t know the goods, he knew that the round table was a simple style of oak carving that is hard to buy, maybeI really think of this as a better-looking ordinary family.

Zhong Yuan adjusted his black-rimmed glasses and stopped his curiosity. He didn't ask any questions. He didn't care what was going on. He just agreed to Fu Fengqing's request with a soft heart.There is an intersection.

After all, the Fu family looked really troublesome.

The meals are simple home-cooked dishes, and the table is full. Zhong Yuan concentrates on eating, and the entrance is amazing. Even the simplest dishes are very layered.Restaurant dishes are more impressive.

The Fu family also didn't have any rules about having people around. Usually when Fu Fengqing ate, they would go to eat after the dishes were served, but they didn't sit at the same table with the husband, and then cleaned up the table.

Because of Fu Fengqing's low-key and easy-going, life in Fu's house is very comfortable. All the people who stayed in Fu's house are old people who have been in Fu's house for more than a few years. The first time saw someone having dinner with Fu Fengqing, couldn't help but make small talk next time.

"Who is that young master? Sir, I feel so gentle with him."

"It's normal to be gentle with him, that kind of child, just one look at it makes people like it."

"It's good that he comes and sits often."

Fu Fengqing didn't have any rules of not talking when eating or sleeping, he looked calm, and while picking up vegetables, he opened his mouth and went straight to the point: "You are the natural son of the Fu family."

Zhong Yuan's chopsticks flicked, this person was a bit too straightforward, he thought that Fu Fengqing had to explain and hint, so don't blame him for refusing directly.

Zhong Yuan emphasized: "I am not."

Fu Fengqing: ...

Fu Fengqing told Zhong Yuan about being replaced, and even took out the paternity test.

Zhong Yuan looked at the report and nodded seriously: "Well, it's indeed a match."

"but I am not."

Fu Fengqing suddenly smiled, and slightly raised the corners of his mouth.

He asked Zhong Yuan: "How long will you live in that house?"

Zhong Yuan put down the bowl and chopsticks after eating and drinking, and the chopsticks made a crisp sound on the wooden table.

He pushed his glasses and said, "I'll move tomorrow."

"that is not what I meant."

Fu Fengqing suddenly stretched out his hand to Zhong Yuan, and before he could react, Fu Fengqing abruptly took off the black-rimmed glasses.

Fu Fengqing looked directly into Zhong Yuan's eyes, and said word by word:

"I wish you could live forever."

"Let you come back,"

"I just miss you and live in this world without any worries."

Zhong Yuan was stunned on the spot because of Fu Fengqing's words.

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When Zhong Yuan came home, the first heavy rainstorm fell in this sweltering summer.

Information about the Fu family is displayed on his mobile phone.

"Shangdong City Court Announcement" - total assets of 30 million, total liabilities of 120 million, total owner's equity, negative 110 million, in 2015, when Fu Fengqing was 13 years old.

The Fu couple, Fu Hongyi and Zhuang Xiangxue, drove their own vehicle into the bottom of the sea, and they committed suicide. The date of death was 2015.4.17, which is the birthday of Zhong Yuan and Fu Fengqing.

Mr. Fu's son, Fu Tongda, is suspected of suffering from psychogenic mental disorder. The date of illness was May 2015, and he has not recovered so far.

He really didn't have anyone to care about in this world, and he didn't have any troubles.

Old man Fu will also be taken good care of by Fu Fengqing, he can visit old man occasionally.

He just needs to concentrate on playing the game and win the championship.

But Fu Fengqing didn't want him to live like this, he should just listen to it, but he couldn't calm down in his heart.

Zhong Yuan moved a table in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, took a piece of white paper and copied his favorite comics in front of the heavy rain, calming down his emotions with each stroke.

For more than ten years in that village, he has lived like this, unable to play games, unable to make any contact, he can only hold a wooden stick and focus on the land, drawing stroke after stroke.

I don't know what to draw, so just find something to refer to, and the drawings are always crooked and ugly. He doesn't have much talent for drawing, but as long as he does this, he won't feel so uncomfortable.

When he just wore it, he was still young, he ate and slept, and time passed quickly. When he was older, he was five or six years old, the woman passed away, and he became very thin because of long-term hunger and fullness.

The children in the village love to bully him, step on those paintings, and throw stones at him. He tells himself that he is an adult and he doesn't want to take it to heart, but such things happen again and again.

"Ah, it's Zhong Yuan, that monster kid"

"Don't be afraid, he is easy to bully"

"He looks so dirty"

"Debt collector, smelly beggar."

The child with a runny nose suddenly smashed it on the back of his hand with a stone.

Pain in his hands, Zhong Yuan stood up, and prepared to leave in silence. He couldn't care less about a group of children, although he was not as old as them now.

"Look, I just said he's easy to bully." The runny-nosed child became more and more arrogant, holding another stone in his hand.

Zhong Yuan stood still, and when the stone was about to hit him again, he caught it.

He walked up to the child, spread the stone in his hand, and let him fall at the child's feet: "If you do this again, I will fight back."

The child was frightened by Zhong Yuan's look, and burst into tears. The passing parents felt sorry for the child, and clamored for a thankless wretch, asking everyone to stop the subsidy for Zhong Yuan.

In fact, she didn't pay a penny at all, and other people in the village were sensible and ignored the rogue family at all, but his brother-in-law was afraid, and he was afraid when money was involved.

He apologized to the woman and dragged Zhong Yuan into the pigsty without explanation.

There is only a faint light in the pigsty, and there is endless stench, and pigs chewing offal with their thick teeth.

Zhong Yuan didn't know how long he was locked up before he was released.

Later, he was locked up again and again, because he always failed to learn well.

When grandma passed away, Zhong Yuan promised her not to hate, not to care about, and to live a new life, but he also didn't want to be involved in any relationship anymore.

Wouldn't it be nice to be alone?

He was clearly living alone and working very hard.

But why should he expect someone to care about this matter?

Weibo kept popping up message prompts. Zhong Yuan finished his last painting and opened Weibo. It was Xu Xing who asked him if he wanted to play games together.Sent a lot of information.

Wind: Why is it suddenly down?

Wind: I'll pretend I haven't heard of it.

Wind: Do you want to consider signing FYZ?

Wind: The competition committee registration side is free to play a competition

After a long time, Wind sent him another message

Wind: Remember to find me, anytime, anytime

A few minutes later, he added

Wind: I would love to help future teammates.

Zhong Yuan only saw a series of messages at this time, and Zhong Yuan felt a little embarrassed when he thought of the voice, but with so many messages, it would be a little bad not to reply.

Zhong Yuan thought for a while, and answered the question that was the best answer.

RAW: I may have to get in touch with Xu Xing and the others before I know if it is suitable for me to come to FYZ.

Wind replied quickly.

Wind: Okay, shall we play together now?

By coincidence, Zhong Yuan agreed.