"Buy it for Mr. Yan?" Fu Xingyuan couldn't speak, but she was delicate and observant.
Fu Xing'er nodded heavily, "That's right, last time I went out with him in the town, he almost paid for it. I'll buy a pair of shoes as a gift for him, otherwise I'll feel sorry for owed others."
Fu Xingyuan's tense brows suddenly unfolded, she nodded and said yes.
"Let's go, let's go back. Don't let them wait in a hurry."
If she had bought food before, but now her space is full, especially modern snacks.
She won't be greedy in a short time.
Four pairs of shoes cost 60 yuan, which is not expensive, lest the sister-in-law have to make them for them, which is a waste of time.
Of course, Fu Xing'er also bought a handkerchief and a pearl hairpin to give to Jiang Xinghua, and her skin care products were also packed in a dog rice bucket in an ancient style, and she was going to use them for her sister-in-law.
Halfway through the walk, Fu Xing'er quickly turned back when he thought of something.
Fu Xingyuan was puzzled, and made gestures: "What's wrong?"
Looks in a hurry, what else is there to buy?
"It's better to buy the shoes of my father, my eldest brother, second brother, and Xiaolong.
Otherwise I'd be in trouble if I let them know that other people have them or not. "
Those people don’t look older than the other, they are no different from three-year-old children when they are childish.
If she is found out, she will definitely not have to sleep tonight.
I can think of one or two crying in front of her: Ask why I didn’t? Why did Yan Jue have it? How are we worse than him?
Thinking about it gives me a headache.
I picked the approximate size for each person and bought them all back.
Even grandma and sister-in-law bought a pair.
Seeing that they bought so many, the boss said he would give them a pair, so he chose a pair and gave it to Liu Guimei.
In case the whole family has it, she doesn't, how embarrassing it is!
I didn't expect my parents to turn around and look for them when they came back from shopping. They went home together in a carriage.
"Mom, the hairpin on your head is so beautiful! Dad, you must have picked it."
Fu Xing'er couldn't help joking.
Niang Lu kept smiling at the corners of her mouth, and touched the hairpin on her head from time to time, which was so obvious that people couldn't pay attention.
Fu's second child blushed, "No, your mother picked it. I'm a big man, how can I do this."
This old man is really thin-skinned in front of his daughter.
"No, Fubao, what did you buy all those big and small bags?"
"This is a school gift for the lamb. These are shoes for the family." Fu Xing'er pointed to the big bag and said.
"Fortunately, we didn't buy duplicates. I bought two sets of new clothes for Xiao Yang and you. And for Yan Jue, you are going out to do business now, so prepare a few more clothes and change them in turn."
They ran back and forth all day recently, and their clothes were scratched.
"Girl, do I have my share of the shoes?" Fu's second child was anxious to know, in a state of being emotionally violent at any time if "I don't have my share".
Fu Xing'er couldn't laugh or cry, "Daddy, I have your share, how can I forget your share."
Fortunately, I walked back halfway, otherwise this meeting would suffer.
When the time comes back, one by one will take turns to cry and ask, think about one head and two big ones.
Now when she buys something, she has to buy a super-large portion that everyone can share.
Speaking, Fu Xing'er took out his shoes, and Fu's second son held them in his hand with trembling hands, "Mother, look at how kind my daughter is to me! She will be filial to me at such a young age."
Afraid of getting the shoes dirty, Fu Lao Er hurriedly wiped his feet with a cloth before trying them on, "It's just right! My daughter is so caring, she even knows the size of my feet."
Mrs. Fu covered her eyes and looked at Du, "Aren't you ashamed! There are still a few children here, so I'm not afraid that they will see the joke."
Fu's second child doesn't care, "My daughter is so kind to me, I am moved, there is nothing to be ashamed of."
"It's not a girl, just give it to your parents and your grandma, and of course your sister-in-law. Why do you want to buy it for those boys?"
Just think about it and taste it.
He doesn't compete with women to be jealous, but he is jealous with his son and grandson.
Those brats have been competing with him for favor since their daughters were born.
Forehead!
Fu Xing'er almost didn't think to say that she didn't have your share.
It's better not to say this, or the world will collapse later.
This remark was met with a slap by Mrs. Fu, "Your son and grandson have the same virtues as you, if you have them or not, Fu Bao will not be entangled endlessly.
As long as you have lived to this age, you will snot and cry at every turn, just like others, crying, making troubles and hanging yourself.
You want to toss a dead girl to death! "
He doesn't respect his elders, let alone his son and grandson.
Fu's second child was so trained that he didn't dare to say anything. He quietly put on his new shoes, touched left and right, and was overjoyed.
Sure enough, there was an old lady who made a move, and the ears became clean.
Yan Jue couldn't help smiling when he saw this scene.
And this time the old house.
Suddenly, a group of people came, each with a big burden, for the first old woman with white hair, she pointed at this place with a cane: "This is it, that's right! The place where I lived since childhood."
Ms. Fang was sweeping the yard, when she saw a group of people blocking the door, dragging their families, dressed in rags.
I thought it was a beggar from somewhere, "Who are you? If you want to beg, go to other places to beg. My family has no money."
The beggars are all smart these days and they all gather together. The Chinese New Year is over, so why come to join in the fun?
"What nonsense are you talking about! We are the owners of this family, not beggars." One of the middle-aged men said, dissatisfied with Fang's insulting words.
"Are you the owners of this house? Are you insane? This house belongs to our family. Get out of here quickly. Don't blame me for splashing you with dirty water." Fang didn't even have time to talk nonsense to them.
I don’t know where the nervous beggar came from, and said this was their home as soon as he came.
This has been left by the Fu family for generations, and has a long history.
Don't fool people.
The old woman told them not to be impulsive, but stepped forward and asked, "Is this family surnamed Fu?"
Could it be that their Fu family is so poor that they even sold their ancestral house?
If so, then they are bad.
Not to mention, when she married, the family was so poor that they didn’t even have a dowry, and they ate and starved for two days.
She couldn't take it anymore, so she quickly found a man from other provinces to marry.
For fear of being dragged down after saving someone, she never came back.
In the blink of an eye, decades have passed.
Think fast!
The village has changed a lot, but she recognized the old house at first sight.
Fang's heart skipped a beat, how did they know their family name was Fu?
Who are these people?
For these poor relatives who come to recognize relatives at every turn, Fang has already had a way, "You don't care what my surname is, anyway, this is our home. If you don't leave here, I will send you to the government."