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Fu Chenhan said in a low voice: "Why are you crying?"

Jiang Xiu breathed a sigh of relief. She thought Fu Chenhan was angry. She said he was the parent of a classmate, but in fact she was not wrong. Fu Chenhan was Fu Zhanxi's uncle.

She whispered, "I haven't seen my grandfather for too long, I'm a little excited."

Fu Chenhan said: "I have asked someone to take over your grandfather's follow-up treatment, so you don't have to worry about the medical expenses."

Jiang Xiu was stunned and suddenly felt a little helpless: "Thank you, you are so kind to me."

I don't know how to repay you.

Fu Chenhan stretched out his fingers and rubbed his temples. Jiang Xiu knew that he had a headache. He frowned and held his hand in front of him. He slowly pressed and rubbed his tiger's mouth. His voice was soft: "It is not good for health for frequent rubbing of the temples."

Fu Chenhan grabbed her hand with his back, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say it, just let her continue to massage.

The headaches are indeed much better, but the irritability in my heart is getting more and more prosperous.

From the moment Jiang Xiu saw him laughing at others in school and talking to others, the demon in his heart who had been suppressed in the deepest cage seemed to have begun to rebel, constantly screaming and "kill them."

When he heard Jiang Xiu's crying, this emotion was amplified many times, giving him the urge to kill someone that he had not had in many years.

At that moment, he suddenly remembered when he was still very young. At that time, Old Mrs. Fu was still high and looked down at him with disgust in her eyes: "You are just a little monster."

Fu Chenhan always knew that he was a monster, just like his mother.

He knew that this emotion was abnormal, but sometimes, he couldn't control it.

He didn't even know what he thought, so he didn't want to tell Jiang Xiu.

The child is so timid, like a little hamster wearing a turtle shell. Whenever he is scared, he will retract into the shell and will never come out again.

Fu Chenhan's eyes were filled with haze. He slowly thought that it was the time to be fresh, so he couldn't let her be scared.

After returning to Gantangyuan, Jiang Xiu thought about it and made a meal in person to thank Fu Chenhan.

She doesn't know anything, and she cooks some home-cooked dishes, because there are only two people, and she doesn't cook much, including fish-flavored shredded pork, pumpkin pie, sweet and sour carp, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, steamed pork ribs with steamed rice noodles and a cucumber crust egg soup.

Her soup was cooked very well, and the peeled eggs were fryed in the oil pan. The soup was snow-white, with a few slices of tender green cucumbers floating, which looked particularly appetizing.

Fu Chenhan has not had many daughters, but not many. None of them knows how to cook and learns elegant things like dance, piano, singing, etc.

The last time someone washed his hands and made soup for him was more than 20 years ago when his mother was still there.

But Mrs. Fu's cooking skills are really not very good, and he can't eat it after taking a bite.

Some snow-white starch was rubbed on Jiang Xiu's fair cheeks. Fu Chenhan looked at the dishes on the table, sat on the chair, stretched out his fingers and lazily pointed at his cheek: "There is something."

Jiang Xiu reached out and rubbed it—perfectly avoided it.

Fu Chenhan sneered, "Come here."

Jiang Xiu walked over, bent down slightly, and asked him to wipe it off for him.

Fu Chenhan held her cheek and suddenly felt it was quite fun, so he pinched it hard. Jiang Xiu's skin was very tender, and a bright red mark immediately appeared.

Fu Chenhan: ""

Jiang Xiu opened her big black and white eyes, and was so close to Fu Chenhan that her earlobe was a little red. Fu Chenhan didn't move for a long time, she turned her head, a little confused, and her voice softly: "What's wrong?"

Fu Chenhan wiped off the little starch on her cheek expressionlessly and said, "It's nothing."

Jiang swished and sat in his seat. Fu Chenhan looked at the red mark on her cheek that seemed to be beaten and fell into deep thought.

How could it be so tender? If a red mark was made on her face, then how tender should her skin be? Will it be like a pink rose blooming in the snow when it touches?

From then on, when the child got up from his bed, he probably had red and purple all over his body.

Thinking of this, the old hooligan looked at the child who was seriously picking fish bones in distracted manner.

He looks really pretty, but he loses weight, and it's better to eat it after getting fatter

After all, he is not a beast, he is eighteen years old and still a child.

Jiang Xiu didn't realize that he had escaped because of the old man's rare kindness and moral sense, and put the fish that he had picked up was on the plate in front of Fu Chenhan: "Try it and see."

That is the tenderest piece of meat on the fish's belly. If the family eats together, this piece of meat will be either for the elderly or for the children.

But obviously Mr. Han didn't have this common sense. Putting the fish into his mouth, the fish was very tender and the taste was definitely not as good as that of a five-star chef, but there was something that was indescribable, and it tasted something else.

Fu Chenhan said lightly in Jiang Xiu's anticipated gaze: "It's okay."

Jiang Xiu was still very happy to get this review and ate a little more rice.

The bowls and chopsticks were taken away by the servant. Jiang Xiu was about to read the medical book for a while, and suddenly came in for nothing and said, "Miss Jiang, the people in the old lady's yard are here to invite you over."

Jiang Xiu was stunned for a moment, "Is it because the old lady has a physical problem again?"

Pingbai glanced at Fu Chenhan, and saw that he did not express anything, then continued: "It should be."

"Han Master" Jiang Xiu looked at Fu Chenhan hesitantly.

The doctor is kind, not to mention the patient he has treated himself, so Jiang Xiu naturally cannot be cruel and will not be able to take it.

Fu Chenhan grabbed a strand of her soft long black curly hair in his hand, watched the black hair slowly flowing down from his fingertips, and said, "If you want to go, go."

Jiang Xiu immediately smiled, "Thank you."

"What about thank you?"

Jiang Xiu was already used to this shameless personality. After thinking about it, he kissed Fu Chenhan's cheek with a blushing face. Before Fu Chenhan could speak, he was already blushing and was about to explode and ran out as if he was running away.

Fu Chenhan held his chin and smiled: "The little one is quite good at it."

Pingbai couldn't help laughing and joked: "Last time you took action to help someone, thank you for a priceless gem treasured in the Y Country Museum. Now Is it enough to kiss me?"

Fu Chenhan was lazy and in a good mood: "I don't like gems."

"Dongdongdong." Pingbai blinked: "What you like is a beauty."

Fu Chenhan raised his chin: "If you go with her, Dou Zhenrui may make things difficult for her."
Chapter completed!