After staying at home for three days, visiting relatives, eating and drinking, Fu Song patted his butt and took Fu Sheng away to the county town to find his second uncle.

Since this little bastard knew he was going back to his hometown, he has been talking about the mutton soup in the county. He said that the mutton soup in the county is the most authentic, and no other mutton soup can taste that flavor.

Fu Song began to doubt whether the mutton soup restaurant that my second son often took him to was added with big smoke shells to the soup, but even if it was added, it would be fine. Anyway, I can't drink it a few times a year, so let him go.

When passing by the town, Fu Song turned a corner and went to Principal Cai’s house.

Principal Cai officially retired last year and is now idle at home. When he saw Fu Song coming with his son, he was so happy that he was busy greeting him.

"Like, your nose looks like you!" Cai Feng saw Fu Shengyuan for the first time, and he looked at him carefully while sighing, "Oh, time passes so fast, your son is so old! He is old, and half of his body is buried in the soil."

Fu Song was also looking at Cai Feng. When Cai Feng was hospitalized in his previous life, he went to the hospital to see him several times. In just a few months, the old man was skinny and bone-skinned, his face was dark and dark, and there was no trace of anger in his eyes.

Although Cai Feng is old now, he is still in good spirits, which makes him feel much more relieved.

"What do you think? My son is as good as a mother, and he looks like my wife."

Cai Feng asked happily: "I'm seven years old, will I go to school next year?"

Fu Shengyuan didn't recognize his child, and said while eating snacks: "I'll go to school next month."

"Okay, go to school early." Cai Feng put the plate with snacks in front of Fu Shengyuan, "If you like to eat, eat more, don't be polite when you come here."

Fu Shengyuan nodded repeatedly and said in ambiguously: "Thank you grandpa!"

Fu Song glanced at him and said, "Eat, you can't rest your mouth, right?"

Cai Feng smiled and said, "A child, let him eat it!"

After talking for a while, Fu Song suddenly asked, "Where is my teacher's wife?"

Cai Feng's smile froze, and then he smiled bitterly: "Your master's wife has gone out. As soon as she left, you arrived."

Fu Song didn't take it seriously and asked, "When will my teacher's wife come back?"

Cai Feng looked like he wanted to speak but stopped, but finally explained in a low voice: "She has gone to Xu Qian, Xu Qian is pregnant..."

"What?" Fu Song pretended to be surprised, "Is Xu Qian pregnant? Is she married? When did it happen? This old classmate is too unauthorized. I can tell you about such a big thing!"

Cai Feng shook his head and said with a complicated expression: "If Xu Qian gets married, that's great. Alas, this child... is so hard, I will pull the child alone in the future... Alas!"

"You mean..." Fu Song widened his eyes appropriately, "Be pregnant before marriage?"

Cai Feng nodded, shook his head and sighed: "Because of this, I haven't been in contact with her family for half a year. I bought a house outside and lived alone. Your teacher's wife and I feel sorry for this child, but we can't help. Your teacher's wife goes over to see her every now and then."

Fu Song unnaturally moved his butt, as if there were nails on the chair, but he asked calmly: "Well..., whose child is she pregnant with?"

Fu Song smiled bitterly: "I don't know, she didn't say it. Her father didn't say it. She didn't say it. Your teacher's wife and I were embarrassed to ask. This spring, her father asked her to abort the child and asked her to take it back. Her father was so angry that he wanted to cut off the father-daughter relationship with her.

Your teacher's wife and I advised her to admit her mistakes and accept her father's mistakes. Guess what she said? She said she could admit her mistakes, but the child must be born. This child is so stubborn!"

Fu Song felt relieved when he heard Cai Feng say that Xu Qian didn't say who the child belonged to, but when he heard it behind him, his heart was heavy.

When he thought of Xu Qian's pressure in the past six months, he could no longer sit still and said to Cai Feng: "Teacher, I'll go over and see her, and let the child go here."

Cai Feng said cheerfully: "Go and go, you are old classmates, young people can speak."

Fu Song originally wanted to instruct Fu Shengyuan to be obedient when he stayed here, but when he saw that he was just paying attention to eating, he was too lazy to care about him and hurried out.

Xu Qian bought a self-built house near the school. In fact, this kind of transaction is illegal. However, privately buying and selling residential land to build houses in rural areas is a very common phenomenon. If the people do not raise officials, they will turn a blind eye to each other.

Although Fu Song had never been to her house, he had lived in the town for nearly ten years in his previous life. When Cai Feng said where he was, Fu Song knew how to leave.

Xu Qian's house is not far from Cai Feng's house, and it takes less than ten minutes to walk, but Fu Song was anxious and wished he could see Xu Qian immediately, so he drove into the car after going out.

When he arrived at the place, Fu Song found that the door was open, and a burst of laughter came from inside. When he heard it carefully, it seemed that Xu Qian was laughing.

This girl is like this, can she still laugh? Anyway, Fu Song can't laugh at all now.

After passing through the gate and coming to the patio, Fu Song saw Xu Qian and his wife sitting next to the hand pressing well and twisting clothes. He didn't know what he was talking about just now, but Xu Qian covered her mouth with the wet back of her hands and smiled so hard that she couldn't breathe.

Fu Song coughed heavily. When he heard the coughing sound, Xu Qian looked up and was stunned. The surprise on her face flashed and she immediately recovered as before. She asked with a smile: "Old classmate, why are you here?"

"Come to see Principal Cai. I heard that the teacher's wife is here, so come and sit down." Fu Song with difficulty retracted his gaze from her and said hello to the teacher's wife.

"The third brother is here." There are six brothers and sisters of Fu Song, three of whom are Cai Feng's students. The old lady called Fu Song and said that the third brother is not only not abrupt, but also looks even more intimate. "Your second brother said you went abroad? Are you just coming back?"

"Just come back. Are you in good health?"

"Okay, okay! Where is your wife and children? Didn't you come back with you?"

Old lady, in front of Xu Qian, why are you carrying Liang Xi? Which pot is not open to picking up?

Fu Song subconsciously glanced at Xu Qian, and saw that she didn't seem to hear her, and she twisted her clothes with no expression on her face, so she had to bite the bullet and said, "She has gone to the United States, and her daughter is there."

The old lady said curiously: "Have you gone to the United States? What have you been doing? Oh, your wife is a teacher at school, is she going to further study?"

Fu Song hesitated for a moment, and finally decided to tell the truth: "No, she is pregnant again. This time she goes to the United States to have a baby and will give birth next month."

"Ouch!" The old lady slapped her thighs and said happily: "Third brother, you two are really good! Are they a daughter or a handle?"

Fu Song is really about to cry. Old lady, why are you like those gossipy old ladies?

He secretly glanced at Xu Qian again, coughed and said, "The one with the handle."

"Okay, okay!" The old lady is seventy years old this year. She doesn't care about bullshits like national policies at all. In her simple concept, more children represent blessings, hope, and stability.

So, when she heard that Liang Xi was pregnant again, she was still a coach. She was both happy and envious. She also had three sons, but only one grandson. This was her biggest regret in her life.

In the past, the family of three sons, if they don’t have ten or eight grandchildren, they will be embarrassed to say hello when they go out!

"By the way, where is your boss?"

"Let my teacher watch it."

"Don't you say it earlier!" Hearing that Fu Song was coming with his son, the old lady quickly pressed Fu Song on the stool and said, "You have a lot of strength, so I'll leave it to you. Don't let Xiaoqian get stuck."

Fu Song said hypocritically: "Master's wife, please go slowly."

The old lady said, "You two go home for lunch, so I won't call you!"

Xu Qian sent the old lady to the gate, then closed the door, inserted the latch again, turned around and suddenly saw Fu Song standing in front of him. She was shocked and patted her chest and said, "Why didn't you walk at all?"

Just now, Fu Song could only look at her secretly, and then he had the time to look at her seriously.

Perhaps due to his height of 1.74 meters, Xu Qian was not able to see much of her six-month pregnancy in other places except for her big belly.

However, he is old and has a lot of pregnancy spots on his face, and his skin is not as white as before.

Fu Song grabbed her hand and said, "You've been miserable."

Xu Qian gave him a blank look, put his hand on her stomach, and said, "Touch, you kicked me just now. Oh, did you feel it? Kick me again!"

Fu Song nodded repeatedly: "I felt it, but this spiritual leader must be a son."

Xu Qian smiled, patted his arm, and said, "Help me dry the clothes."

Fu Song quickly ran to the water pressing well, wrung the remaining wet clothes a few times, and then put the clothes in the basin on the clothesline one by one.

What disappointed him was that she didn't have the clothes she was wearing close to.

As if he knew what he was thinking, Xu Qian suddenly threw a ball of colorful clothes into the basin and said with a smile: "My teacher's wife was here just now, and I didn't have the nerve to wash it. If you don't dislike it, just wash it for me. After sitting for a long time, my waist will be sore."

Fu Song looked up and smiled: "When did I ever dislike you?"

Xu Qian didn't know what she thought of, her face turned red. Seeing that he had soaped his underwear and rubbed it hard, she immediately said with a heartache: "Be gentle, rub it to pieces!"

Fu Song rubbed it even harder: "I'll buy you a new one if I rub it out!"

Xu Qian had no choice but to let him do anything.

The two of them sat down to wash clothes, and the other stood beside them, chatting without saying a word. This made Fu Song feel like he was back in his previous life. At that time, whenever Xu Qian had her period, he was also doing clothes. She was holding a bag next to her or kneading melon seeds to watch the scene.

There were not many pieces of clothes in total and there were not many fabrics, so Fu Song quickly washed and dried them.

He took the towel handed over by Xu Qian and wiped his hands. Fu Song helped her into the room.

Xu Qian has been a clean person since she was a child. Whether it is her desk when she was in school, her dormitory when she was a teacher, or her current residence, the first impression she gives people is that she is very neat.

Xu Qian walked into the bedroom and saw Fu Song standing outside, and said angrily: "Why are you standing there? Come in."

Fu Song rubbed his hands and smiled, "This is not the first time I have entered your boudoir, I'm a little nervous."

When Xu Qian heard what he said was interesting, she couldn't help but burst into laughter: "What boudoir? I'm not the eldest lady of the landlord's family! Just sit there."

"Can you lie down?" Fu Song raised his butt and put on the kang, pretending to lie down.

Xu Qian glanced at him and said, "You try it."

"Then let it go." Fu Song was afraid that she would really make her angry. You know, she and Liang Xi were the only women who could make her fear. They were not the kind of pretending, but the one who was afraid from the bottom of their hearts.

Seeing Fu Song's careful appearance, Xu Qian giggled and pushed hard on his shoulder: "If you want to lie down, just lie down."

Fu Song fell on the kang and reached out to pull Xu Qian's arm. She didn't refuse and squeezed into Fu Song's arms.

The two of them lay on the kang and intimate for a while until Xu Qian pushed his face away with a flushing face, "No, I can't breathe."

Fu Song stroked her smooth back and asked, "I heard from Principal Cai, are you having a conflict with your family?"

"Yes." Xu Qian didn't hide it and told the matter again.

Fu Song's impression is that his father-in-law is very easy to talk to, but he didn't expect that he would be so stubborn when his temper came up.

Severe the relationship between father and daughter? You are really willing to do so!
To be continued...