Rebirth: Fu Jia Returns

Chapter 23 Persuasion
In the flower hall, Marquis Anping ordered coldly: "You all go back and rest, if you don't have me, you don't have to come here."

Fu Rong was startled, and hurriedly said: "Uncle, Sister Rong knows that she is wrong, so she will be careless. She will definitely take good care of Auntie."

Marquis Anping was noncommittal, Fu Rong panicked, pulled Lin Nianyou away, and begged in a low voice: "Sister Lin, tell me quickly..."

Lin Nianyou was pulled by Fu Rong's sleeve, and looked at Anping Hou helplessly: "Master Hou, can you please move and have a word alone?"

Even if Fu Rong didn't speak, Lin Nianyou was going to have a few words with Anpinghou.

This timing is just right.

After all, Marquis Anping gave Lin Nianyou some face, and strode to the wisteria trellis next door.

Fu Jia didn't even look at them, and went straight back to the inner room.

Fu Rong let out an "hey" and reached out to grab Fu Jia, but only touched the sleeve of her clothes.

Seeing that Fu Jia didn't listen to An Pinghou's words and turned away, Fu Rong anxiously looked at Anpinghou and Lin Nianyou in the distance, then turned her head to look at Fu Jia who had already walked in, stomped her feet, gritted her teeth and followed go in.

She had to watch Fu Jia carefully, so that she wouldn't give her aunt some confused soup again.

Seeing that the eldest aunt was overwhelmed by her, Marquis Anping and the old lady were about to send Fu Jia away. The situation was so optimistic that they couldn't give up halfway.

Not to mention that Fu Rong followed Fu Jia to the back room, but that Lin Nianyou followed Anpinghou to the side.

The wisteria trellises are covered with tender green leaves, and the flower buds are hidden among them. In a few days, the yard will be full of fragrance.

Lin Nianyou sighed deeply, looked up at the buds on the shelf, and said regretfully: "The year Jiajia got married, this wisteria blossomed exceptionally well. I ran back and picked wisteria, washed it clean, and made wisteria pancakes for Young Master Qin. At that time, my wife and I even teased her about moving the tree to Jian'anbo Mansion... Unexpectedly, Jiajia passed away in a blink of an eye It's been more than a year."

Speaking of Fu Jia, Anping Hou fell silent.

Jiajia was held in the palm of his hand by him and Wan Qing. On the day of his wedding, he saw his daughter in the red wedding dress walking out of the house step by step, feeling an indescribable loss in his heart.

To be honest, he hadn't gotten used to the fact that Jiajia was married yet, but he waited for the news of her illness and death.

Mrs. Anping Hou fell ill immediately, and he was also heartbroken and burned, but he couldn't fall down, this family still needed him, and Wan Qing also needed him.

Lin Nianyou raised his eyes and looked at Anpinghou's face, and the sad expression on his face disappeared, and he said seriously: "Master Hou, Nianyou and Jiajia are like sisters, and they also have admiration for you and your wife, so, today Even if Nianyou oversteps, Nianyou has to say these words."

Marquis Anping turned around, motioned for Lin Nianyou to sit at the stone table beside him, and said, "Nianyou has something to say, but it's okay to say it."

Lin Nianyou nodded and said: "A few days ago, I visited Madam. At that time, Miss Fu Jiafu was accompanying Madam to release paper kites. At that time, Madam was in a good mood. After returning, Nianyou I also thought that it would be great if my wife could take advantage of the situation to get out of the shadow of Jiajia's death. Not to mention my wife and Lord Hou, Nianyou is also grateful to Miss Fu Jia. Jiajia is gone, and Nianyou will do her best for her Filial piety."

"However, after listening to Sister Rong's talk about what happened yesterday, Nianyou has a worry."

Having said that, Lin Nianyou paused for a moment before saying: "If Madam uses Miss Fu Jia as a substitute to heal the sadness in her heart, then I'm afraid Madam will be more stimulated in the future. After all, a substitute is just a substitute. She has her own parents!"

In a word, Hou Anping's heart trembled, and what the old lady said last night resurfaced in Hou Anping's mind.

Yes, he was careless. He only thought that Wan Qing and Fu Jia were in a good mood all day long, but he never thought about it. In the future, Fu Jia would not be able to stay with Wan Qing forever. If Wan Qing Just rely on Fu Jia again like this, if there is another accident...

Then, will Wanqing be unable to bear it anymore?

"Master Hou, sometimes the ingredients are more fragrant when the food is cooked slowly, but sometimes it is easy to get burned unknowingly. Compared with this time, it is a good way to draw fire from the bottom of the pot."

"Brother Fu Heng should also come back. When he has a daughter-in-law and a grandson, Madam may have ideas in her heart and hope, which will be even better."

Lin Nianyou left, leaving Marquis Anping sitting there thinking a lot.

At that time, the old Hou Ye and Lao Hou died in World War II, and the situation of the Hou Mansion was critical. Fu Heng was able to help the family at a young age. Anping Hou still remembered that when he came back from the frontier, he saw Fu Heng's thin body standing with a red tasseled gun At the door, the old and weak women and children behind him were covered in blood.

After that, Marquis Anping sent Fu Heng out of the house on purpose, one was to let him gain more experience, and the other was to leave incense for Marquis Anping when he was in turmoil.

Later, Fu Heng gradually got used to the life of running outside. In his words, "It is better to travel thousands of miles than to read thousands of books".

Marquis Anping also supports him in doing so, but in the past two years, Wan Qing has talked about him more often, after all, he has also reached the age when he should get married.

Perhaps it's time for Fu Heng to come back and take a look.

It's also a good thing for Wan Qing.

Marquis Anping went back to the inner room and didn't say much about the fact that Fu Rong and Fu Jia were still here. He watched Mrs. Marquis Anping feed the medicine and fell asleep before going to the study.

Fu Rong felt apprehensive and went back to her yard.

If you talk too much, you will lose, she seems to be a little too impatient these two days.

Lying on the bed, thinking that Fu Jia was about to be sent back, Fu Rong secretly felt complacent again.

In the Hou Mansion, she should be the only pampered lady!

On the other side, as the night darkened, Fu Jia dragged her exhausted body back to her yard.

These two days, she was exhausted physically and mentally.

She had seen through Fu Rong's tricks a long time ago, but she didn't bother to talk to her.

She was only worried that her mother only woke up two or three times in a daze, her complexion was getting worse and worse, and she didn't know when she would get better.

Fu Jia was lying on the soft bed, with the honey water that Mother Jiang had dried in hand.

Nanny Jiang was considered considerate, seeing the blisters on the corners of Fu Jia's mouth growing overnight, it hurts to eat and drink, and felt sorry for this girl.

After all, he is just a child, newly arrived in an unfamiliar environment, alone, walking all the way from his hometown, not complaining of hardship or tiredness, and doing his best in the Hou Mansion.

What happened two days ago, no one could have imagined.

Fu Jia thanked Mother Jiang, closed her eyes and rested.

But in fact, she tossed and turned, couldn't fall asleep at all, her heart was boiled like boiling water, and she couldn't calm down no matter what.

The mother has no will to survive, and she can't do anything except worry.

She really wanted to tell her mother that she was Jiajia, her Jiajia, and she was back.

　Tomorrow is the last day, dear ones, I need your monthly pass to support me, thank you, and then, the event ends tomorrow, and I will add more~

　　
　
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