noffsinger Chapter 175 Two Bandits
Chapter 175 Two Bandits
The Xiao family is particularly lively today.
The two people who were chasing came back again. Fu Yueci walked around the middle hall with the box in his arms and finally ran behind Fu Sihuai.
Mr. Fu came in with a stick, and the two of them performed a Qin Emperor circling the pillar on the spot.
Fu Yueci tried several birthdays but couldn't figure out the password.
He just tried his own, but it still wasn't the right one.
That's why he came back and planned to test his three brothers.
His voice was urgent, his hand on the lock of the password box, "Dad, when are my eldest brother, second brother, and third brother's birthdays?"
Fu Sihuai was too lazy to pay attention to him. When he was calmly peeling the orange, the old man snatched it away from him.
"Still eating? How can you be a father if you don't even take care of your son?"
Fu Sihuai was not angry. He took another one slowly and said, "Just give it back to him."
"The key is that I didn't take it!"
No matter how Mr. Fu explained, no one believed him.
He was extremely tired and felt that he had no way to express his pain.
He had known for a long time that this child could make trouble, so how could he dare to touch his things.
The old man was furious. "How many times have I told you that I didn't take his oranges at all! I took yours and Xiaohua's!"
"Then give mine back to me." Fu Sihuai spread out his hands and asked him for it.
Mr. Fu was silent for a few seconds, and finally raised the stick in his hand.
There are no oranges, but there is a stick.
When Xiao Su came in carrying Qingqing, he saw this messy scene.
"What are you doing? Why are you moving the stick?"
He put the child down and handed Wen You's small schoolbag to the servant to take away.
When I went to pick up my child today, his schoolbag was different.
But Xiao Su was already used to his Qingqing and Wen You exchanging their schoolbags from time to time.
As soon as the little girl stood firm, Mr. Fu rushed over like a black whirlwind.
"Qing girl, please take care of your brother."
Qingqing's little head was confused as she was being pulled from one side to the other like a carrot.
Fu Sihuai handed the stick in his hand to the servant to take it away, for fear of accidentally poking her.
"Grandpa, what are you doing?"
"Your brother stole my oranges like a bandit." Old Master Fu complained angrily.
Fu Yueci, who was trying the password, was unhappy. "What do you mean by robbing? It's clearly returning the property to its original owner."
When two bandits meet, the one who is more scoundrel has the final say.
Xiao Su pulled Qing Qing back, rubbed her little head, and said gently: "These two are very childish. Don't pay attention to them, let them quarrel on their own."
Little Qingqing obediently retreated and complained in a baby voice along with her uncle.
"Grandpa and my brother are like little kids. My sister Wenyou and I are only three years old and we don't quarrel anymore~"
When the child said this, the two men acted as if they didn't hear it and didn't feel ashamed at all, and continued to grab the thing.
The housekeeper came in from outside and walked to Xiao Su's side. "There is a man outside who claims to be our young lady's classmate and wants to come in. Should we let him in?"
As he spoke, he looked at Xiao Qingqing and was so cute that he subconsciously smiled.
Miss is cute~
The butler was so dazed by the cuteness that he didn't hear what the people around him were saying.
When he came to his senses, Xiao Su was looking at him speechlessly.
"What's that man's last name and what's he doing here?"
"It's Mr. Huang from Yunsheng Group. He said his son had some trouble with a young lady at school, so he came to apologize."
Hearing this surname, Xiao Su looked over, with a hint of displeasure in his voice.
"It's him again?"
Fu Sihuai, who was sitting next to them, also raised his eyes when he heard what they said.
He raised his eyebrows and listened silently without saying a word.
Xiao Su lowered his eyes and glanced at Qingqing who was about to run outside. He walked over quickly and grabbed the little girl's clothes.
"What are you doing, uncle?"
"Did anyone bully you at school today, Qingqing?"
The little girl thought blankly for a few seconds, and suddenly remembered something.
Oh yeah, she forgot.
She raised her little face and said in a serious voice, "The little schoolbag my brother gave me was torn."
"That little panda?" Fu Yueci suddenly spoke.
Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw the young man holding the safe tightly. An idea came to their minds at the same time.
Why is this child becoming more and more like a Husky?
I used to have some image at least, but now I have completely let myself go.
"Yes, yes~"
"Was it the guy outside who did it?" Xiao Su asked.
The little girl nodded.
Fu Yueci finally put down the box in his hand, "Who is this guy? Why did he pull your schoolbag? I'm going to find him!"
Before he even left the house, he ran into Xiao Qingdai who was rushing over.
"Aunt Qingdai." The anger on Fu Yueci's face changed smoothly.
"Who are you going to find?"
Xiao Qingdai only heard the last sentence. She walked inside, holding Qingqing's hand, and asked.
The housekeeper told her again about the visitor outside the door.
Xiao Qingdai lowered her eyes and looked into Qingqing's eyes. Her baby cried at school today, and she was a little angry, although it was no longer visible now.
"Have you forgiven him, Qingqing?" she asked gently.
The little girl nodded, her voice soft and serious, "I'm forgiven. He said what Sister Wenyou asked him to say."
She peeled the orange, stood on tiptoe and put it into Xiao Qingdai's mouth with her chubby little hands.
"Thank you Baby."
Xiao Qingdai was no longer angry.
"Qingqing's attitude is my attitude. Let them go back."
The implication is that Qingqing has already forgiven them, so she will not cause them any more trouble.
Xiao Su was shocked. When did his elder sister become so easy to talk to?
The power of the cub is indeed strong.
"Okay, Patriarch, I'll go inform them."
The housekeeper went out and called the bodyguard in the front yard to inform him.
When Huang Yansheng heard the news, his first reaction was disbelief.
How is that possible? With Xiao Qingdai's vengeful character, she must be plotting something bad behind the scenes to deal with them.
He was unwilling to leave, and the bodyguards were helpless.
"The master of the house keeps his word, you can go back without worry."
After all, everyone knew that she would take revenge on the spot, let alone if it was against a young lady, she couldn't tolerate that at all.
Huang Yansheng just wouldn't listen and was extremely stubborn.
"Let the children deal with their issues face to face. Once they're resolved, I can go back with peace of mind. Just convey this to them."
The bodyguard could only take out his cell phone and call the housekeeper again.
I don't know what was said on the other end. He responded with a few "yes" and nodded after hanging up the phone.
"You can go in, but you can't bring these things with you. We will also conduct an examination on you and the young master."
Victory is at hand, so Huang Yansheng doesn't care about these things.
Moreover, the Xiao family has a lot of strict rules, which apply to everyone, not just him.
After being checked by the bodyguards, he was taken to the living room in the front yard.
The front yard is for entertaining guests. It doesn't have a strong atmosphere of daily life, but is filled with rules and a business-like attitude.
Even so, the moment he came in, Huang Yansheng intuitively felt the difference of the Xiao family.
His steps slowed down a lot. Although he was in someone else's home, he felt a strange sense of belonging in his heart.
Looking at his son, the feeling was even more obvious.
I kept looking around curiously.
"Dad, it smells so good here," he whispered.
Huang Yansheng had an idea, and he really wanted to preach to his son at this moment.
They all live in the capital, so why is the Xiao family so comfortable? There must be some rare treasures in their home.
The second son of the Xiao family has been collecting good things down there over the years. The truly rare ones are not even brought to the market, but are directly brought to the Xiao family.
If his son had been more ambitious, wouldn't this fairy-like mansion belong to them in the future?
When he gets old and retires, he can still stay here to recuperate and prolong his life.
Because there was a servant leading the way in front and a bodyguard watching behind, he didn't say this.
As he was walking, Huang Yansheng suddenly saw an old man with gray hair squatting outside the living room.
He was holding a transparent bag in one hand and a pair of small scissors in the other, and was cutting the leaves of potted plants.
He paid no attention, thinking the gardener was still working into the evening.