The driver called her in the car: "Madam, Mr. Fu was invited to attend the Mid-Autumn Festival dinner and asked me to take you to the old house."

Su Xiang tapped the screen of her phone to indicate that she knew.

She picked up Fu Ying, and there was a Mid-Autumn Festival gift to be sent to the elders of the Fu family on the sofa. Song's mother helped her carry it downstairs.

The driver stood by the car. When he saw Su Xiang coming, he didn't go up to pick him up. Mother Song glared at him fiercely and put the gift into the seat.

The driver is an old man from the Fu family. He is very good at judging the direction of the wind and knows that Su Xiang has no sense of existence in the Fu family. He calls him a wife, but in fact he doesn't regard her as Mrs. Fu.

Su Xiang doesn't like to cause trouble, so she won't care about such things.

The driver opened the car and arrived at the Fu family's old house in about 20 minutes.

Su Xiang got out of the car, and the servants from the old house came out to greet the young master. Su Xiang went in with a gift.

The Fu family is grand and there are many people visiting each other during festivals, not to mention the relatives. However, since Mr. Fu is seriously ill and has to rest, he has rejected those guests who come to visit in recent years.

The celebrities who had contact with the Fu family also directly invited the Fu family members to go out for dinner and party.

The huge villa of the Fu family seems empty, with colorful flowers in the yard and green leaves, but it looks lonely because it lacks popularity.

After passing through the garden, I entered the main house and in the living room, only Fu Zhengnan and his wife were there. Among the wealthy and prominent families, it was deserted and could no longer be deserted on such an important festival.

Mrs. Zhuo Ya, Fu Zhengnan's wife, and Fu Hanchuan's mother, were sitting on the sofa, holding her grandson and teasing her.

On weekends, Fu Hanchuan takes his wife and son back to the old house for dinner, so Fu Ying is not unfamiliar with this grandmother who still looks young. He shouts "Milk" in a slight voice, and grabs the accessories on Mrs. Zhuo Ya's clothes with his little hands to play with it.

Mrs. Zhuo Ya has always been serious and dignified, but she is very gentle in front of this little grandson. She is not angry at all that her grandson will scratch her clothes, but instead smiles and says, "You also like this bead, right?"

"Yes-" Fu Ying spoke clearly, smiled and narrowed his eyes, leaned over his mouth to try the taste of the beads.

Su Xiang bought Panax notoginseng powder, and she deliberately stared at the polished ones in the Chinese medicine store. She now pays attention to health preservation. Panax notoginseng powder promotes blood circulation and removes blood and stasis, and cooked powder nourishes blood and nourishes skin. In the past two years, it has been more popular than Ganoderma lucidum.

For families like the Fu family, there were no good things, and others rushed to send them away, but they were rejected.

Su Xiang did not teach her what gifts to give during the holidays, but she just gave her whatever supplements were effective.

I heard from the principal of the Deaf and Mute School that she had eaten Panax notoginseng powder for seven or eight months, and the color spots on her face became much lighter, so she bought a few boxes this time.

Su Xiang put the gift box on the coffee table and looked at Mrs. Zhuo Ya for sign language.

——Mom, I bought you Panax notoginseng powder. I heard that it has a very good effect. Please try it.

Mrs. Zhuo Ya didn't even look at her, and continued to play with her grandson: "Look at what grandma has bought for you this time?"

Mrs. Zhuo Ya winked at the servant on the side, and the servant immediately took the thing, which was a complete set of Lego toys.

It was too early to play with this toy at Fu Ying's age, but Mrs. Zhuo Ya loved her grandson and wanted the whole world to move to him.
Chapter completed!