noffsinger Chapter 195: Height Again
Chapter 195: Height Again
It turns out that there must be a reason why Fu Sihuai doesn't like something.
In the Fu family, he is considered a rare normal person.
When he returned home at noon the next day, he saw the truck outside the door and had a bad feeling.
When I got closer, I heard the baby voice of a little girl.
"Grandpa, why did you bring it back?"
As I got closer, I saw several people gathered around the truck, looking at the iron cage on top.
Xiao Su was holding Qingqing beside him. He saw Fu Sihuai coming over out of the corner of his eye. The corners of his lips curled up, and he looked quite gloating.
He smiled leisurely and answered Qingqing's questions.
"Your grandfather thought the house wasn't messy enough, so he bought it to make it even more chaotic."
Old Master Fu acted as if he didn't hear anything. He stood below, a gleam in his eyes as he looked at the caracal.
"I think this caracal is pretty good. Look, it seems to understand what we're saying."
This animal has an extremely ferocious temperament, but since it came back, it has been staying quietly in the cage without making any noise.
It pricked up its ears and tilted its head whenever Qingqing spoke, as if it was listening attentively.
According to Mr. Fu, all things have spirituality.
Even a creature as ferocious as this one is.
But this one seems to be too smart.
"really."
Xiao Su watched from the side for a while and then echoed.
Then he hugged the little girl tightly in his arms, glanced at Fu Sihuai, who looked unhappy, with a smile on his face.
"Uncle Fu, take your time to enjoy it. Just don't let it run into our house. I'll take Qingqing back to eat first."
In fact, he wanted to stay and watch the fun, but he was afraid that the child would be kidnapped by Fu Sihuai.
It’s better not to watch it, so as not to involve the children.
After he left, the caracal in the cage also stood up and stretched its front legs as if exercising its body.
He seemed to know that he would have a good life in the future, and was quite relaxed.
Fu Sihuai looked away, staring at the somewhat guilty Mr. Fu, frowning, "Where are you going to raise it after you bring it back?"
The old man originally wanted to release the one on Tiger Mountain, but when he saw how smart the caracal was, he felt reluctant to do so.
"I'll build a yard for it at home and keep it as a cat."
That's easy to say.
Mantou Wukong understood and agreed.
It wants to stay here because it makes its body feel comfortable.
"it is good."
Unexpectedly, Fu Sihuai nodded.
Even the old man couldn't believe it, and he asked again to confirm.
"You agree to keep it at home?"
He felt deeply relieved, "He has grown up, has become kind-hearted, and knows how to care for small animals."
But he was happy a little too early.
Because immediately afterwards, Fu Sihuai began to discuss moving with him.
"This is my home. The one next door is yours. When you take it away, I'll ask my bodyguard to help you."
Mr. Fu was stunned for a few seconds before he digested the meaning of his words.
He was very angry, and his face instantly fell. "I should have known not to praise you."
It is impossible to move away. It is so convenient to live here and go to Xiao's house for a meal.
"No room for negotiation?" He asked eagerly, not giving up.
Fu Sihuai said no decisively.
For his own happiness, Mr. Fu had no choice but to send the caracal to the mountains with great reluctance.
On the day he left, he was still secretly complaining about Fu Sihuai in his heart.
This Sunday, Mr. Fu did not take Qingqing to the orchard outside Beijing.
He planned a nursing home nearby that was more professional than the one the original company had planned.
When planning, Mr. Fu even defined the future clientele of the sanatorium.
They are those retired old men with money, just like him.
He himself is in this age group and understands very well what the elderly of this age need.
Rich people are afraid of death and want to live longer.
If there's a place that can slow down their physical decline, they'll go no matter the cost.
So the old man didn't blink an eye when he planned to invest money in the early stage, and didn't feel sorry at all.
He had a hunch that this sanatorium would make a lot of money in the future!
He has been busy with this recently and has no time to take care of the three fruit trees in the orchard.
But he did pick the ripe grape and eat it.
It was so sweet, so sweet that he still remembers it vividly.
One bite makes you feel full of energy.
After drinking the osmanthus wine sent by the Xiao family, Mr. Fu started to crave wine again.
He planned to pick some of the grapes when they were ripe and use them to make wine, and he didn't care whether the variety was suitable for winemaking.
Just can't imagine.
When he drinks such delicious wine, he will definitely be the happiest old man in the world.
Without Mr. Fu to monopolize Qingqing, it is finally Xiao Su's turn.
He had always planned to take Qingqing out to play, but he couldn't get a number at all.
The little girl hasn't even finished this Sunday, but she has already been booked for next Sunday.
The one who took up the most time among them was Mr. Fu. Unfortunately, he was old and the elder, and he was also a scoundrel, so others could not do anything to him.
At around nine o'clock, Xiao Su ran to Xiao Qingdai and brought Qingqing out.
He had a smile on his face and looked extremely happy.
"Sister, I'm taking Qingqing out to play. I guess she won't be back by noon."
After informing the driver, he contacted him.
When he left the Xiao family's house, he happened to meet Fu Yueci who was about to visit.
He must have just woken up not long ago. The roots of his hairline were a little wet, probably because he had just washed his face.
From a distance, when Xiao Su looked at him, he suddenly felt that this boy seemed to have grown taller.
I never really looked at it carefully before, but now that I'm far away, I find that it is indeed a little higher.
If this trend continues, there will be another wave of growth when I turn 18.
Men all care about their height, and Xiao Su felt a little heartbroken.
This kid really came at the right time. If he had met a kid like Qingqing when he was fifteen or sixteen years old, he would have been at least 1.9 meters tall by now.
Fu Yueci saw them from a distance, waved his hand and stretched lazily.
The sweatshirt was pulled up, revealing a slender waist.
A light breeze blew, and he suddenly felt a chill on his waist.
Fu Yueci was stunned for a moment, looked down at his sweatshirt, and then looked at his pants.
Then he raised his head excitedly, and his heavily painted eyebrows lit up.
“I seem to have grown taller!”
He ran over, stood beside Xiao Su regardless of his life or death, and started gesturing with his hands.
"It's really high, Uncle Xiao, I feel like I'm almost as tall as you now!"
Xiao Su felt even more heartbroken.
The little girl in his arms was also happy, with her soft rosy face and baby voice.
"Brother is so tall, Qingqing is up to his knees~"
Fu Yueci curled his lips, the smile in his eyes deepened, and he opened his arms as if to have a baby.
"Come, let me hold you and experience the world of being tall."
Xiao Su dodged to the side and coughed softly, "I want to take Qingqing out."
This was an indirect rejection, but the person being rejected seemed not to understand.
He was stunned for a moment, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became even bigger, so bright that it was almost dazzling.
"Then I'll go too."