However, Fu Wanwan would never mention a word about this kind of thought about IQ in front of Fu Yueci.

If it were in the past, she wouldn't care, but now she just happened to have something to ask him, so she didn't argue with him for the time being.

She was too experienced. Once they had a quarrel, the other person would hold a grudge for several days, and by then she wouldn't even be able to eat a hot melon.

She took Qingqing back along the same route. Fu Yueci and the others were still standing there. A few boys were talking about something together. She didn't understand at first, but then she heard a very famous game character and realized that they were talking about games.

As they got closer, Fu Yueci saw them.

He reached out and touched Qingqing's small, fleshy hand, and said cheerfully, "Go wash your hands."

It's a little damp and has a bit of moisture, which you can feel when you touch it.

Fu Wanwan hesitated to speak. She really wanted to speak.

It was originally washed clean, but now it is dirty again because of Fu Yueci's salted pig's trotters.

But you have to hold it in and not say it.

A boy next to him felt in his pocket and took out a delicate hand cream.

He took it, handed it to Fu Yueci, and said warmly, "Brother Ci, I have hand cream for my sister."

Someone teased, "You still carry hand cream with you?"

"No, my mother insisted that I take..."

Fu Yueci didn't hear their joking voices behind him. He thanked them, took the hand cream, lowered his eyes and concentrated on unscrewing the lid.

Just as he was about to squeeze the hand cream into Qingqing's hand, another hand suddenly reached out and took the hand cream away.

It was Fu Wanwan. She couldn't bear to watch it any longer. She met Fu Yueci's questioning gaze and tried her best to control herself from saying anything sarcastic. "I'll help Qingqing apply it."

"alright."

Fu Yueci just thought that she had suddenly discovered Qingqing's cuteness, so he started to fight for her. He never thought that it was because of his hand that people disliked him.

After applying it, Fu Wanwan returned the hand cream.

Fu Yueci once again took up the little guy's sweet and soft little hand, which was like a cat's paw and so cute that he wanted to cover his chest and faint.

He himself can't see it, but his expression now is like that of a pervert, which is simply unbearable to look at.

Fu Wanwan pretended not to see it. She lifted her skirt and sat next to Fu Yueci.

This action caused the people around her to look at her in shock and disbelief.

"No, are you okay, Fu Wanwan?"

Fu Yueci didn't understand. When did they become so peaceful that they could sit together?

Fu Wanwan was very natural. She lowered her voice and said mysteriously, "I have something to ask you."

"What?" Fu Yueci looked at her suspiciously.

"Did something happen between you and Ji Qingyue?"

After asking, she took advantage of the moment when the people around her were stunned, reached out and pulled Qingqing over, and patted her little hand as if she was brushing off dust.

The expression on his face didn't change at all, as if he hadn't done anything. At the same time, he reminded me, "Don't lie to me, I can see it."

The little girl looked down at her hands. The action just now reminded her that every time she touched a stone, her sisters would pull her up and pat her hands like they did just now to shake off the dust.

But, but she wasn't picking up stones just now, she was shaking hands with her brother just now.

The little guy probably thought of something, and the expression on his soft and cute face gradually became dull, like a weathered stone statue.

After being stunned for a long time, she suddenly clasped her hands together and turned her head to look at her brother in horror.

She understood that her brother's hands were dirty and dusty, so her sister patted her hands to wipe off the dust.

She covered her sweet little hands and sat down on the other side of Fu Wanwan.

Here, after finishing telling what happened just now, Fu Yueci suddenly found that his sister had run away.

He leaned forward, turned his head and called Qingqing, "Why don't you sit next to your brother?"

While waiting for the little girl to reply, Fu Wanwan leaned forward, seemingly unintentionally blocking the expectant sight of a certain brother.

"Did Ji Qingyue stop you later to apologize to you?"

With this interruption, Fu Yueci forgot what he wanted to do just now. He shook his head and said no.

"He doesn't know."

Fu Wanwan said "oh" and finally finished eating the melon she wanted to eat. She thought about it and suddenly sighed, not knowing what she thought of.

"It would be great if Fu Qiaoxi didn't get married. Why would she want to get married? Uncle and Auntie love her so much. Even if she doesn't get married, they will support her for the rest of her life."

The most important thing is that if Fu Qiaoxi doesn't get married, she can also not get married, and all the pressure will be borne by Fu Qiaoxi.

Hearing her words, Fu Yueci replied without thinking, "I like her. If you don't want to get married, then don't get married. Everyone has their own choice."

Although his tone was a little rude, Fu Wanwan felt that what he said made some sense this time.

Although that's true, if she doesn't get married, her grandfather will definitely not agree.

She sighed and spoke her thoughts.

"So that's why." After hearing her words, Fu Yueci spoke with a nonchalant expression.

"Don't worry, even if you tell Grandpa now that you won't get married in the future, he won't say anything. The things you worry about will never happen."

Fu Wanwan seemed to be unresponsive. After a few seconds of silence, she asked uncertainly, "Could it be that Grandpa has become more open-minded now?"

Fu Yueci shook his head. "Not really. He's still an antique."

There was a farewell dance at his school before. He tried out some disposable hair dye backstage and found that the blue color looked particularly good. He came back and tentatively mentioned it to the old man and was almost kicked out of the house.

This is a very feudal old man who always keeps his word.

But regarding the matter of marriage, all I can say is that Fu Wanwan came at the right time and benefited from Qingqing's help.

Oh yes, not only Fu Wanwan, but also them.

Fu Wanwan, who was unaware of the situation, felt a chill down her spine when she saw this look. She couldn't help but shrink back, raised her arms and rubbed them, then asked uncomfortably, "What are you doing?"

Fu Yueci said it was okay, and his eyes passed over her and fell on Qingqing.

The little girl was staring at the diamonds on Fu Wanwan's skirt. The spots of light seemed to fall into her eyes, sparkling.

It was so cute. He smiled and then explained to Fu Wanwan.

A few days ago, Grandpa somehow brought up the topic of marriage with Qingqing, and the little girl surprisingly said that she wanted to marry Wen You when she grew up, which scared the old man so much that he almost jumped up.

He put everything aside that day and sat beside Qingqing, concentrating on persuading her.

But Qingqing was very persistent in her thoughts. She nodded to everything the old man said and seemed to have listened to him, but when asked later, she still said the same thing.

I am going to marry Sister Wen You.

This was undoubtedly a huge shock to a feudal old man.

When a person cannot accept something, tell him something more serious, so that he will accept the former.

So thanks to Qingqing, after that day, the old man figured it out.

Compared with Qingqing's affairs, it is acceptable for children and grandchildren not to get married.

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