Strongly Locked Up, Fu Shao’s Dumb New Wife

Pearl smiled, revealing her snow-white millet teeth, and her eyes were bent into a slit.

She loves to laugh, is always happy and carefree.

Under the light, the little girl's face was pale, like a porcelain doll, and the thin hair on her head seemed to be happy.

Su Xiang looked at such a cute little doll, pursing his lips and smiling slightly.

It has been several years since Du Ruohan passed away, and Su Xiang can hardly remember her appearance.

She has a special relationship with Du Ruohan. Apart from Qi Lingyang, she is the first person to say that she wants to be friends with her. Their friendship is not very deep, but Su Xiang regards her as a friend, but those things happened before she became a close friend.

Su Xiang almost wants to forget her appearance, but the person who remembers her is always in her heart.

That person, looking fragile, did not expect her to have such courage, let alone her dying loneliness, and would want her to raise her daughter.

To Pearl, Du Ruohan is not a good mother. She was indifferent to her child when she was pregnant. She even made a car crash in order to break up what she thought was "the feelings between Su Xiang and Qi Lingyang". Su Xiang still dare not. recall.

Fortunately, Qi Lingcong did everything possible to save this little girl, so that Du Ruohan still had a chance to make up for his regret.

But finally waited until she and Qi Lingcong could fall in love with each other, and there was another terrorist attack.

Du Ruohan lives only for love all his life. Su Xiang can't comment on her behavior. She must live up to her expectations for the child.

Pearl is also a touch of light in her life, and Su Xiang will not forget it, so even if she is separated from Qi Lingyang, she will still be her mother.

A child without parents is very sensitive. This little girl who has no parental fate from birth, Su Xiang will give her a lot of love, make her confident in sunshine, make her strong and brave, and make her full of kindness to the world. This is hers. Responsibility.

Du Ruohan is dead, and Pearl does not have her in her memory, but Du Ruohan is the person who gave birth to her after all. Su Xiang hopes that she will remember the person who gave birth to her, so when Su Xiang comes back, even if the pearl is still I was ignorant, so I told her, her biological parents.

The child grew up day by day, and when she paid tribute to the ancestors during festivals, she could already recognize the person in the photo as the parent who gave birth to her.

As for Su Xiang, the adoptive mother, she still has a lot of time to accompany her in the future, not bad these few days.

The two children stayed in Chawan for one night, and the next morning, Fu Hanchuan came to pick up Fu Ying.

Fu Hanchuan looked at Su Xiang and stopped talking, his eyes a little complicated. She has not accompanied her children to celebrate the New Year for many years. Last year, she also ate the New Year's Eve dinner together in advance.

But this year is so special...

He sighed slightly, and finally spoke. He said, "I will be back in the past few days."

Su Xiang didn't say anything, only to Fu Ying, and it was fun to go there. After Fu Hanchuan left, the Qi family came to pick up Pearl.

Su Xiang closed the door, looked at the somewhat empty room, went into the bedroom and took out the prepared suitcase from the closet. She should also go to the Pillow Garden and fly to Kuala Lumpur with Yanlin.

The plane passed through the sky...

Madame Zhuo Ya is no longer Madame Zhuo Ya of the Fu family. This is the first year of her divorce.

She is far away in Sanya, away from home.

The climate here is pleasant, this season is also wearing a shirt with short sleeves, the air is fresh and beautiful, and every breath you breathe in is negative ions.

She let go of everything, her desire for power, and she was frustrated, but she didn't escape into the empty door. Far away, there is no relative, no warmth, loneliness swallows her alone.

When she first came here, she was at a loss and confused.

At this time, she really understood how Su Xiang felt when she was alone. Every holiday season, the Lunar New Year is approaching, so when she sees Fu Hanchuan and Fu Ying appearing at the door of her house, she almost shed tears.

Madam Zhuoya beckoned to Fu Ying and choked slightly: "Come here..."

Fu Ying ran over: "Grandma..."

Fu Ying had been to Sanya during the summer vacation, but after a few months, the little guy had risen a lot again. Madam Zhuoya touched his head and said that he had grown taller again.

Fu Ying now likes to hear that he has grown taller.

He read a book and said that if parents are taller, there is a great chance that their children will be taller. His father is tall and tall, but his mother is quite different from his father, and he is a little worried.

Fu Ying lost another tooth on the plane, so he smiled and closed his lips. The smile looked a little shy.

Madam Zhuo Ya thought to herself, after a few months of separation, she would be unfamiliar.

She bent over, hugged the child and kissed his little face. She was taken aback after the kiss. She had never been so kind before.

She is really old. When she loses everything, not only her appearance, but her mentality is also very old.

She began to hope for the life of Han Yan to play with her grandchildren.

The former Madam Zhuoya was noble and arrogant, even for her grandson, she only showed her respect.

She values ​​Fu Ying, but she has never really invested in family affection. He is the heir of the Fu family, and it is her amulet that Zhuoya can continue to control the Fu family.

She hoped that Chang Yan would marry Fu Hanchuan and promoted the marriage between Fu and Chang. She even thought that if the Chang family hoped that Chang Yan's children would inherit the family business, it would be OK for Fu Ying to become the heir.

At this moment, Mrs. Zhuo Ya was ashamed.

Fu Ying was not influenced by her, did not hate her, did not look as indifferent as her.

At dinner, there were no more than four people at the same table and Sister Xia, but Madam Zhuo Ya was already satisfied.

The sound of fireworks outside the house blasted into the sky, and the night sky was lit up and down. Even the light in the room was affected. Everyone's face became red and golden with the color of the fireworks.

The atmosphere of the New Year is already very strong, and Mrs. Zhuoya also had a very happy dinner.

Putting down her job, she said to Fu Ying: "You don't need to come over for the Chinese New Year next year."

Fu Ying opened his eyes wide and looked at her puzzled.

Madam Zhuo Ya turned her head to look at Fu Hanchuan, who was silent, her face solemn. She slowly said: "When I get used to this, I will be fine from now on."

She spent the first four seasons here, and after all the shows, she will get used to it from now on.

Madame Zhuoya left the Fu family, but she also knew that Su Xiang had met her biological father, and she also had a grandmother.

The old lady is very old, and for the elderly, every day is precious. Su Xiang can bring Fu Ying to Malaysia for the New Year, but she didn't do that.

Su Xiang knew earlier than she, the loneliness and pain of people in a foreign land.

Madame Zhuoya is even more ashamed. She has been camping for power and her son all her life. She has never looked down upon that woman, thinking that she has ruined her pride, but now, she has given her alms. A family affection.

Fu Hanchuan glanced at Madam Zhuo Ya silently, then nodded.

After dinner, Mrs. Zhuoya and Sister Xia accompanied Fu Ying to play fireworks outside the gate. Fu Hanchuan stood in the courtyard and lit a cigarette.

The sparks of cigarettes are insignificant compared to the sparkling fireworks in the sky, but they last longer. There is a faint smell of sulfur in the air, as well as the smell of cigarettes.

Thin smoke filled the air. Fu Hanchuan looked at the phone and sent a WeChat message: Thank you.

The second WeChat: Happy New Year.

Banquet in Kuala Lumpur.

Mrs. Shen did not see the two great-grandchildren. After Su Xiang explained the reason, the old lady expressed understanding.

She looked at Su Xiang, and went around, she was alone again, and the old lady couldn't put her distress on her face.

The old lady took two red envelopes and asked Su Xiang to pass them on. Together with the red envelopes, there were also two small red envelopes embroidered with gold thread. Su Xiang poured it out and saw that they were two Hetian topaz carved into copper coins.

Su Xiang was stunned. Although she didn't understand jade, she knew that these two pieces of jade were extremely precious.

Yanlin was seriously injured that year, and the old lady went bankrupt and saved him. There is absolutely no heirloom in the Shen family. Those two pieces of jade were bought by the old lady later.

The old lady smiled and said: "I bought these two pieces of jade from an Englishman. I looked at the jade and put it away. The children are still growing, bless them safe and sound."

In addition to being a currency in circulation, this shape represents a place where the sky is round. Later generations also said that foreigners should not understand this concept if one should be smooth outside and righteous inside. Malaysia used to be a British colony. This jade looks so long ago that it was probably resold by those Chinese who lived outside in order to make a living when the country was in chaos in the early years.

However, no matter what the jade’s past life, the old lady hopes that the two children will grow up safely and healthily. In addition, she also hopes that the two children will have a right mind in the future.

The old lady didn't say anything, Su Xiang thought, probably Su Run still had a great impact on her.

The world is getting better and better, but it is also getting chaotic, and there are too many temptations. Su Xiang also had this hope, and thanked the old lady for receiving the jade.

After dinner, night had fallen.

Su Xiang went out alone. There are many Chinese in Malaysia. They live in a foreign country, but the tradition of celebrating the Spring Festival has not been forgotten.

During the New Year, for every Chinese, it probably flows in the body like blood.

This is the Chinese district, and the buildings are no different from those in China, and many of them are old-fashioned buildings. A red light building hung at the door, and the shops were brightly lit.

Fireworks were also set off here, so Su Xiang did not hear the sound of the mobile phone text messages.

Tired of walking, she sat down in a teahouse, ordered tea and snacks, and quietly admired the night scene.

It's not uncommon for such a person to watch Wanjia's lights, but this year she has been with her real family. There are shortcomings, but there will be the Spring Festival in the future, so she is not unhappy.

Su Xiang remembered that in the first year she went out, she had disconnected from everyone. The function of her mobile phone was to check the time. But at that time, she was like a walking dead, she didn't even bother to watch the time, and she didn't know when the phone was out of power.

Later, she joined a charity organization. The function of her mobile phone is to contact. She still keeps the numbers of her good friends at that time. During the New Year, everyone will say good things to each other.

The mobile phones of the guests at the next table kept ringing, and they seemed to be traveling. Even if people are outside, they call each other and say Happy New Year.

Su Xiang retracted his gaze and took out his mobile phone.

Her WeChat and QQ showed dozens of unread records. Su Xiang looked over one by one. Halfway through seeing her, her phone suddenly rang, Su Xiang’s finger was on the answer button, and Fu Hanchuan’s voice was Passed it over.

"Why don't I send you a message?"

His voice was a little frustrated, Su Xiang was taken aback, and replied: "I haven't seen it yet."

Fu Hanchuan sent two messages to Su Xiang when he was emotional. He did not expect Su Xiang to return a message to him. At that time, Fu Ying finished the fireworks and went into the house, where he chatted with his classmates on the mobile phone.

When the New Year comes, various blessing text messages are sent back and forth, and the children are happy to get closer. Fu Hanchuan was quite boring alone, so he sat on the sofa and watched the game.

Fu Ying's cell phone kept ticking, so that Fu Hanchuan couldn't concentrate on watching the game, but only looked at his son. He was still playing on his cell phone, and Fu Hanchuan found that he was replying to text messages to his classmates, but not all of them sent them.

Some of him quit the dialog after seeing it, some reposted others' comments, and some of them typed a few words decently.

Fu Hanchuan took advantage of his carelessness and took his mobile phone over: "There is still no end to it."

He glanced at his son's mobile phone, and saw a message on the screen that had not yet been typed, using various symbols to create fireworks, and he was wearing happy new year, smart and healthy words in the middle.

This is Fu Ying's own creation, not the kind of model sent by others.

"Give it back to me!" Fu Ying grabbed the phone back, and gave Fu Hanchuan a little annoyed, as if he had peeped through his secret.

Fu Hanchuan turned his head nonchalantly and drank tea with his legs cocked. He saw that this message was sent to Lian Liang.

He said: "Should you not write Gongxi Fat Cai?"

Fu Ying gave him a weird look and said, "I'm still a child." The main task of the child is to learn, not to make money.

He said again: "It's good if you get rich, and it will all be mine from now on."

Fu Hanchuan gave him a sideways look: "Smelly boy."

Fu Ying snorted. He finished editing the message and sent it out. He looked at Fu Hanchuan and said, "Dad, do you have no friends? Why doesn't anyone give you New Year greetings?"

As he said, he glanced at the phone on the coffee table.

Fu Hanchuan almost slapped his son on the head.

So many people who know him, everyone sends a message to his mobile phone, it will not explode. This is his personal cell phone, only a few people know the number.

Could it be that Pei Xian and those good brothers would never send text messages during the New Year, and they never did such a thing. But if they were in the same place, they would just visit each other.

As for the client exchanges, the public relations department will deal with them, and Fu Hanchuan will greet them in person.

Thinking about it carefully, it seems that only the closest people do not stick to these polite manners.

Thinking about it this way, Fu Hanchuan himself glanced at the quiet cell phone, and overthrew what he had just thought.

He looked forward to Su Xiang's text messages.

At this time, Fu Ying's cell phone rang, and he immediately opened it to look at it, grinning and opening his mouth. A neat tooth was missing a jaw, revealing a black hole.

Fu Hanchuan glanced at him and smiled like this. It should be Lian Liang's information that came back.

He said: "Isn't she in a bad mood?"

Fu Ying said, "So I'm making her happy."

He shook his phone in front of Fu Hanchuan. It was a photo sent by Lian Liang. The girl in the photo was smiling sweetly with a firework stick.

Fu Hanchuan thought, his mobile phone should really be confiscated.

He had no interest in watching the ball plug. He picked up the phone on the coffee table and went back to the room without worrying about what his son was doing.

The climate in Sanya is warm, and the wind blowing in at night is also warm.

The windows are open and the curtains are blowing. Fu Hanchuan was sitting directly on the bay window. He lit a cigarette again, dangling it on his lips, looking at the phone screen, pressing his finger on the keyboard to edit a text message and send it out.

Then, he waited for news to come back.

The fireworks screamed into the sky, half of the sky was lit up, and successive fire trees and silver flowers bloomed.

After smoking a cigarette, the phone is quiet.

Fu Hanchuan twisted his eyebrows, and after lighting the second cigarette, he unlocked the phone again, and the message box was still the one he sent.

This woman...he dialed the phone directly.

When Su Xiang said that she hadn't seen the information, Fu Hanchuan stalked, and immediately asked: "What are you doing?"

On the other side of the phone, the sound of fireworks could be heard faintly.

Su Xiang's voice came through with a bang, and it was not so clear anymore.

She said: "Shopping."

Fu Hanchuan remembered when he and Su Xiang had just arrived in Kuala Lumpur, when they took an electric car to go shopping.

At that time, I was busy finding out the truth, and later there was a grave digging and stealing paintings. Then Su Xiang and Yanlin recognized each other, and they didn't have much fun.

Fu Hanchuan took a mouthful of smoke and puffed out a smoke ring. The smoke drifted away, lingering with the wind, and disappeared into the night together.

He said in a low voice, "Thank you."

This year Fu Ying could not spend the New Year's Eve with her. He thought that he would take his son to accompany her with her at the latest next year.

Su Xiang was stunned, and thanked her for nothing for no reason, but she did nothing.

Outside the teahouse, the sound of gongs and drums came from far to near. Some of the guests ran downstairs, and some gathered around the window to look out. Su Xiang then looked back and said to the phone: "If there is nothing wrong, I will I went to watch the dragon dance."

The owner of the teahouse just introduced that they have dragon and lion dance performances at this time of the year. They are all organized by local Chinese. The location of this teahouse is just the best place to watch.

After Su Xiang finished speaking, he hung up the phone and ran to the station. She stood on the edge of the balcony and looked into the distance without going downstairs. The sound of gongs and drums became louder and louder. From a distance, she saw a golden dragon coming here.

Fu Hanchuan glanced at the hung up cell phone, dancing dragon?

At this time, he even realized that he was not as good as a dragon dance in that woman's heart, so he couldn't help but smile.

The dragon dance of Chinatown swam past, and the voice faded away. Su Xiang was still very proud of it. I heard that there were always performances during the Spring Festival, so she decided to come out for a few nights here.

There are fewer and fewer domestic dragon and lion dances. Even if they do, they are not so exquisite. On the contrary, places like Hong Kong, Macau, Singapore, and Malay have better maintained the original flavor.

People in China have always stayed in their homeland. Those who have separated or went to a foreign country miss their homeland even more, and they miss it in this way.

Su Xiang returned to his seat and drank the rest of the tea, thinking that he hadn't finished reading the information, so he read one by one.

But when she saw Fu Hanchuan's one, she was slightly startled.

He posted three, and there was a period of time between the second and the third.

Su Xiang saw the word thank you again, and then he reacted.

He was referring to Madam Zhuoya.

Su Xiang hated Madam Zhuo Ya, but he wouldn't be unreasonable.

During her absence from Fu Ying, Madam Zhuoya took care of her children, and she was divorced at this age, and it was very uncomfortable to be alone.

Do not do to others what you don't want, Su Xiang knows what it feels like, Fu Ying will give her some comfort if he goes to accompany her.

If the heart stays cold, it will be completely desperate for this world.

Su Xiang then read the third message.

Compared to the first simple Happy New Year, this is not a New Year greeting that is copied and forwarded. He wrote: The end of the year, the beginning of the year, I want to say to you every year from now on, goodbye to the old year and hello to the new year.

A string in Su Xiang's heart seemed to be plucked. The relationship between her and Fu Hanchuan is too special, and the content of this message is too much.

She remembered his careful and thoughtful treatment of her a few days ago, and remembered that a few months ago, they were riding an electric car through the streets and alleys.

Su Xiang pulled the corners of his lips and smiled, and sent a photo of the dragon dance that he had just taken.

Scroll down further, it is the video sent by the Youth League or the photo of the family reunion. A few days ago, the local TV station invited them to record the Spring Festival Gala, and now they have all returned to their homes and reunited with their relatives.

Then Qi Lingyang.

Su Xiang's smile slowly fell. His blessings are the same every year, but this year he only wrote a simple Happy New Year.

Su Xiang returned to him: Happy new year.

...

Su Xiang stayed in Kuala Lumpur until the third day of the Lunar New Year, and returned to Beicheng. She would like to pay a New Year greeting to Old Man Qi.

Pillow Garden does not accept guests during the New Year. Yanlin will stay in Kuala Lumpur for a few more days with the old lady. Yangu began to develop in Beicheng and returned with Su Xiang.

When Yangu sent Su Xiang back to the apartment, he asked her, "I heard that someone was making trouble for you at the charity party?"

When Su Xiang hosted the charity party, the lonely banquet was not in Beicheng, and only later heard about it.

He didn't do anything to this sister, and if someone bullied her, he would not ignore it.

Su Xiang smiled helplessly: "I moved other people's cheese."

Yan Gu didn't say anything anymore. He is reticent and accustomed to direct action.

After Yangu sent Su Xiang to the apartment, he didn't go up to drink tea, and drove away. Su Xiang thought he disliked her small apartment.

But her apartment is really small, and she is probably uncomfortable when she enters the apartment with a 1.9-meter-long big man.

Su Xiang went home to tidy up his luggage, and the door rang.

Su Xiang walked out of the bedroom to open the door, and saw Fu Hanchuan standing at the gate with Fu Ying standing beside him.

Fu Ying wore a dark blue Tang suit, while Fu Hanchuan was still in a white shirt and black suit with a navy blue twill tie.

Fu Ying's Tang suit was bought for him by Su Xiang. There is a circle of purple fluff around the neck and sleeves. The little guy wears very cute. There is also a set of pearls, but it is red.

Su Xiang was surprised at their sudden appearance, isn't he still in Sanya?

Fu Hanchuan spoke first, and said in a calm tone: "I heard you are back."