Only one sentence said, Mr. Fu was tired, so he waved his hand and said he wanted to rest, so that he could all go out.

When we walked to the garden, the servants said we could have dinner, so a few of us went straight to the restaurant.

The table was filled with delicacies. Su Xiang and Fu Zhengnan and his wife sat down next to the baby chair.

Usually Su Xiang had to feed Fu Ying first, and she would have a bite of it, and then she would have a bite of it in her bowl. One big and one small is a bit fun.

But this is true at home. In the Fu family’s old house, Fu Ying must be fed first and then she will eat it.

The rules of the Fu family cannot allow her to eat so casually with her children. When Fu Hanchuan is there, he will carry the child and feed him by himself. No one will say that he is, Su Xiang can't do it.

The rules of the Fu family are that they talk less at the dinner table, and even during festivals are dull. Su Xiang is a mute anyway, and she has long been used to it. Fu Ying's child is still ignorant, and no one at home specifically restrains him, so only when the child is at home, there are more voices in the room.

"Mama, eat meat-" The little guy didn't know how to hold chopsticks, but he reached out to grab the edge of the bowl, and he was anxious to eat it himself.

The stewed meat was so crispy that he loved to eat it. Su Xiang slowly dug a spoonful of it for him, but the little guy didn't want it and grabbed her hand and asked her to eat it.

Su Xiang followed his wish and took a bite by himself. The little guy immediately smiled.

At this time, Fu Zhengnan and his wife would not say much.

Mrs. Zhuo Ya glanced at her grandson and said to Fu Zhengnan: "It seems that Miss Jin taught very well. Look, how good it is to teach our Fu Ying."

Su Xiang's hand almost overturned the spoon, and the five flavor bottle in her heart had already been overturned, bitter and astringent.

How could this be all thanks to Jin Yuxin?

But she also knew that for the entire Fu family, everyone except her, was satisfied, especially Jin Yuxin was selected by Mrs. Zhuo Ya himself.

Su Xiang didn't understand the intention of Mrs. Zhuo Ya's selection of Jin Yuxin at all.

But she couldn't say anything and ended the pain and fed the meal.

Next she had a meal by herself, because Mrs. Zhuo Ya's words lost her appetite, and she could only eat them all.

The old couple wanted to keep their grandson for a while, and the whole family watched TV in the living room.

The TV is broadcasting the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala live. This year, the TV station invited several heavyweight stars to perform. The city and some retired old leaders, officers and soldiers, model workers and other grassroots people gathered together to spend the festival together. Of course, many celebrities from the North City also invited.

The dance of "Heard Your Voice" directed by Su Xiang was performed on stage. The watery children danced a wonderful program in beautiful sign language, which was better than during the rehearsal at noon.

Su Xiang held Fu Ying, grabbed his little hand and jumped up. She was so happy that she gestured to Fu Zhengnan and his wife with her hands.

——My parents, I rehearsed this show. How about it? Isn’t it very good?

"Okay, I can't understand what you are talking about, watch TV quietly." Mrs. Zhuo Ya said coldly impatiently.

...

It seemed as if a basin of cold water was poured down. Su Xiang let go of Fu Ying's hand in disappointment, picked up the fruit on the coffee table and peeled it.

At this time, the camera scanned the crowd below the audience, and one of them happened to sweep the front table. Fu Hanchuan's handsome face, which was no less than any star, was recognized at first glance.
Chapter completed!