ALL NOVEL Chapter 7
Chapter 7: How can this be all the credit of Jin Yuxin?
With just one sentence, Old Man Fu was tired, so he waved his hand and said he wanted to rest, and let people go out.
When they walked to the garden, they said they could have dinner, and a few people went straight to the restaurant.
The table was full of delicacies. Su Xiang, Fu Zhengnan and his wife sat down, and then sat down next to the baby chair.
Usually Su Xiang first feeds Fu Ying. He takes a bite, and then she takes a bite in her own bowl. It’s a little fun to eat one big and one small.
But this is the case at home. In the old house of Fu’s house, Fu Ying must be fed first, and then she will eat.
It is impossible for the Fu family’s rules to allow her to be so casual when eating with the child. Fu Hanchuan was better when he was there. He would hold the child and feed himself. No one said he was like this, and Su Xiang couldn’t do it.
The Fu family’s rule is to talk less at the dinner table and it’s boring even during the holidays. Su Xiang is dumb anyway. He has been used to it. Fu Ying’s children are not sensible, and no one in the family deliberately restrains him, so there are only children. When I was at home, there were more noises in the room.
“Ma Ma, eat meat—” The little guy didn’t know how to use chopsticks, but reached out and grabbed the edge of the bowl. The monkey eagerly wanted to eat it himself.
The minced meat was stewed and crispy. He liked to eat it and became greedy. Su Xiang took a spoonful for him, but the little guy didn’t want it. He grabbed her hand and asked her to eat it.
Su Xiang complied with him and took a bite by himself, and the little guy immediately opened his eyes and smiled.
At this time, Fu Zhengnan and his wife would not say much.
Madam Zhuoya glanced at her grandson, and said to Fu Zhengnan: “It seems that Miss Jin taught well. Look, how good we taught Fu Ying.”
Su Xiang’s hand almost knocked over the spoon, but the five flavor bottle in his heart had already been knocked over, bitter and astringent.
How can this be all the credit of Jin Yuxin?
But she also knew that to the entire Fu family, everyone except her was satisfied, especially Jin Yuxin was personally selected by Mrs. Zhuoya.
It’s not that Su Xiang didn’t understand Madam Zhuoya’s intention to choose Jin Yuxin.
But she couldn’t say anything, endured the discomfort and finished the meal.
Next, she ate by herself, because Mrs. Zhuoya’s words lost her appetite, so she just ate it quickly.
The old couple wanted to keep their grandchildren for a while, and the family watched TV in the living room.
The Mid-Autumn Festival is being broadcast live on TV. This year the TV station invited several heavyweight celebrities to perform. The city and some retired old leaders in the province, officers and soldiers, model workers and other grass-roots people gathered together to spend the festive season together. Of course, the North City’s Those celebrities also invited a lot.
The dance of “Hear Your Voice” choreographed by Su Xiang was performed on stage. The children of water spirit danced in beautiful sign language and performed a wonderful show, which was even better than the rehearsal at noon.
Su Xiang hugged Fu Ying, grabbed his little hand and jumped up with him, too happy for a while, she gestured to Fu Zhengnan and his wife with her hands.
-Mom and Dad, I rehearsed this show. How about it? Isn’t it nice?
“Okay, I don’t understand what you are talking about, watch TV quietly.” Madam Zhuo Ya said coldly, impatiently.
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As if a basin of cold water was poured down, Su Xiang angrily let go of Fu Ying’s little hand, and picked up the fruit on the coffee table and peeled it off.
At this time, the cameras swept through the crowd, and one of them hit the front table. Fu Hanchuan’s handsome face, which is not inferior to any celebrity, was recognized at a glance.
When Fu Ying saw his father, he tapped the TV screen and shouted, “Baba?”