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She's so well-behaved, so sometimes Mr. Fu either praises her or criticizes her.

He didn't want to drag down the others at home, but who could stand it?

Whenever he experienced such a heartwarming scene, he couldn't help but think of how the other monkeys treated him when faced with such a situation.

At that time, the relationship between the grandfather and grandson was not so good, and Xiaoyue did not dare to act rashly in front of him.

When he was a child, he was a little more lively, but too lively. He gave him a headache because of the noise. He would catch cats and play with dogs at home, causing chaos.

At that age when even dogs are annoying, one child is enough to cause trouble, and he has several at home.

You can imagine how noisy it is.

Now that they have grown up and their personalities have settled, they are a little quieter, but every time Mr. Fu gives them something, he doesn’t feel any emotional value, but is just filled with anger.

Qingqing is still the best, very well-behaved and sensible, unlike those wild monkeys.

Maybe the child's personality is a bit quiet, but Mr. Fu thought that even if the little girl becomes very lively, he will still like her.

The bodyguard returned soon with a beautifully packaged snack in his hand.

After getting in the car, he told Mr. Fu the answer to the question he had just asked.

The other party answered very quickly. Coincidentally, someone had asked this question half an hour ago. The clerk found the manager half an hour ago, and the manager called to ask.

So they save themselves the trouble.

After saying that, the bodyguard handed over the pastry in his hands with both hands, "This is the most popular children's cake in that store."

He went in and saw that the sales were good, so he brought one for the lady.

In fact, the main purpose of this trip was to ask about Daxiong's custom place, and snacks were only secondary.

But perhaps it was the word "children" that attracted Mr. Fu. He took it, opened the exquisitely packaged bag and box, revealing the small cake inside.

It's a light purple little rabbit, and it's very cute.

It was also at this moment that the old man paused when he saw the logo on the packaging.

Why this store?

The driver turned around and asked, "Master, are we leaving?"

Retracting his inquiring gaze, Mr. Fu nodded indifferently.

But the shape is really beautiful, and the girl next to it is really attracted to it.

Those big, bright eyes are hard to imagine.

The old man smiled and handed her the small cake and fork, while reminding her, "Just eat half of it, otherwise you won't be able to eat dinner when you go back later, and Grandpa will be scolded."

Others don’t care, but they are mainly afraid that the child’s mother will not let him take care of the baby in the future.

"Hmm!" The little girl's round eyes curved up in satisfaction, she smiled sweetly at him, then held the beautiful little cake and began to wonder where to start.

The car gradually moved away from where it had just stopped, and the two big bears also moved horizontally behind them.

Mr. Fu was not worried about anything else. He was just wondering why the store suddenly changed its audience.

It's a bit strange and intriguing.

The little girl was very obedient. When asked to eat half, she ate half. It was cut from the middle of the rabbit's ear, and the cut surface was very neat. She didn't touch the other half at all.

When she was almost home, she held the cake and asked Mr. Fu what to do with the rest.

The old man took out the box that had just contained the cake and answered without thinking, "It's okay, take it back and let your brother eat it."

He also doesn't eat sweets, firstly because he doesn't like them, and secondly because the doctor forbids it.

Only at this time would he feel that Xiaoyue was of some value.

After arriving home, according to his usual habit, Mr. Fu would first send Qingqing back to the Xiao family, and then go back to the opposite side.

It was the same when I got off the bus this time.

After he got out, the driver drove the car and parked it.

It was not until he entered the Xiao family's house that Mr. Fu realized that he had forgotten to give the small cake in his hand to the bodyguard and had just been carrying it in.

In the front hall, when the little girl entered, the conversation in the house stopped.

Fu Fengzhao was also there. He sat opposite Xiao Su, with an exquisite paper bag on the coffee table next to him.

That bag looked familiar.

The little girl who came in was only busy looking for her mother and didn't see it.

When Mr. Fu saw it, he felt that it looked familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before, and it must have been recently.

But I just can’t remember it.

Finally, he asked directly, "Zhao Zhao, what's on your table? It looks so familiar?"

Hearing his voice, Fu Fengzhao's eyes swept over him and finally fell on his left hand.

He was originally a little nonchalant, but was stunned for about a second.

Following his gaze, Mr. Fu lowered his head and looked at what he was holding in his left hand.

It's that cake.

His eyelids twitched and he looked at Fu Fengzhao, "You didn't buy it from the place with the two bears in front of the store, did you?"

Fu Fengzhao didn't answer, but judging from his expression, the old man was right.

As expected of a grandpa and grandson, Mr. Fu walked in, put the box on the table, and sat down.

"I just let Qingqing eat half of it. She can't eat any more."

It’s more important to eat. If she eats too many snacks, her stomach will be occupied and she won’t be hungry later.

Fu Fengzhao understood. He nodded, but he didn't feel disappointed because he didn't go there for the cake.

I was passing by after separating from my friend and saw two bears standing in front of a store. There were many children playing with the bears' legs and even climbing up.

He went down to take a look and found the quality good, so he walked into the store and ordered a signature small cake. Then he asked about the source of the two bears and prepared to customize a pair.

Then he came back, and when he arrived at the door of his house, he thought about it and brought the small cake over.

It would be best if Qingqing eats it, but it’s okay if she doesn’t.

He didn't even glance at the small cake, and said casually, "For Xiaoyue."

It seems to be favoritism, but in fact it is because Fu Huating is not at home and Fu Xueji can't eat it, so he can only give it to Fu Yueci.

The old man smiled again, at the tacit understanding between the two of them.

Fu Yueci hasn't finished school yet, so he's almost two hours later than Qingqing.

While we were talking, another person came.

It was Fu Sihuai. The servant told him where Qingqing was, so his purpose was very clear.

After coming in, Mr. Fu and Fu Fengzhao's eyes fell on the thing he was holding in his left hand at the same time, as if they had made an appointment.

After a complicated expression for two seconds, the old man let out a meaningful sigh.

That’s pretty good. As expected, there are three generations of grandparents and grandchildren, and they think alike.

Seeing the two cakes on the table that were packaged exactly like the one in his hand, Fu Sihuai fell silent.