PFC Chapter 713 Another New Year
Chapter 713 Another New Year
Hearing him say that, Zhang Fenfang pinched his arm in anger.
"You know that, yet you still say it? What will your second son and his wife think when they hear you say that?"
Fu Xingwei: "This... it's just one sentence. Actually, I care about it too. It's nothing, right?"
"How can there be nothing wrong? Back when our son was still alive, didn't the old man favor our family more? This house, the old house where Mom and Dad lived for decades, was given to us. What did the second son's family say?"
Fu Xingwei: "..."
"Back then, the old man intended to groom our son to take over his job, and the second son's family didn't say anything, right? Why didn't you say the old man was biased back then?"
"Well... I didn't say anything."
“If you haven’t said anything, then don’t say anything. Let’s not make our family so distant. Both children are flesh and blood, but some are thicker than others. Even the ten fingers are connected to the heart, but some are longer than others. The old man isn’t a saint. How can you expect him to treat them all equally? Let alone Huaiyi’s two sons, even if he had two daughters, he would definitely favor his grandson more.”
Fu Xingwei was speechless for a moment.
Zhang Fangfang saw things more clearly than he did.
When her eldest son was alive, their eldest branch of the family was more favored, and all the resources were poured into her son. The old man was determined to help his eldest grandson succeed him.
Power and status—who wouldn't be envious?
At the time, the second son's family didn't say anything, and she felt that they shouldn't say anything today either, not even jokes.
Zhang Fangfang patiently explained a lot to Fu Xingwei, and Fu Xingwei realized his mistake.
He was joking, but he knew perfectly well whether he felt a pang of jealousy or not.
So many people can't even get enough to eat, yet they have more than countless others today.
In their early days of starting their business, it was all thanks to the money from the old man and woman; he received quite a lot from it.
Fu Xingwei thought about other families, and he realized that in the struggle for family property, the daughter-in-law was usually the main force.
His wife is the complete opposite.
That's why they've always had a good relationship.
Fu Xingwei laughed and said, "It's all thanks to my wife's clear-headedness. That's why they say a virtuous wife brings wealth to three generations."
Back inside, the old man was complaining about how they dressed Fu Shuran in a dress.
"What were you all thinking, wearing skirts in the dead of winter?"
Fu Leyi was explaining, "Grandpa, she really insisted on wearing it herself."
"What about this? We don't even have a pair of cotton shoes in the dead of winter. Will this thing keep us warm?"
The shoes and skirt were a matching set; a pair of dazzling little leather shoes with a shiny upper.
"This is what she wanted to wear herself."
"Hmph, she's so young, what does she know? She can't take care of a child but she's still being stubborn."
Fu Leyi was speechless and said, "If you're so capable, then you do it. Let her change it."
"Hey, why can't I? Shuran, come on, take Great-Grandpa into your room, let's change these clothes and shoes."
"I don't want to." Fu Shuran refused decisively.
"Hey, you little rascal, these clothes aren't nice, and they're not warm either. Listen to me, let's go change."
“My dress is pretty, but Great-Grandpa’s clothes are not pretty at all.”
“Dad, each generation has its own aesthetic. If people don’t make things difficult for you, then don’t make things difficult for them.”
The old man: "..." He got roasted by his eldest son again. Is he here to collect a debt?
A short while later, Fu Huaiyi and Lin Yuyao arrived, bringing some things with them.
The ingredients that Fu Huaiyi had ordered earlier were all caught from the sea and delivered to him immediately after they were brought ashore.
Upon seeing that they had brought it back, Zhang Fangfang immediately arranged for someone to take it to the kitchen to process.
Now it's a big family, with three little ones who are still small. We can barely fit them all at one table for the New Year's Eve dinner.
If they wait a few more years, they'll have to get a bigger table, or they'll have to split it into two.
This year, after the New Year's Eve dinner, Fu Huaiyi and Lin Yuyao will not stay here to celebrate the New Year.
They need to go back early; they still have to put the two children to bed.
Because it's Chinese New Year, the nanny has to go home for the holidays and can't stay at their house.
Fortunately, they were both on vacation, so they had to work harder to take care of the child themselves.
Fu Huaiyi had promised Lin Yuyao that he would be the main caregiver for the child.
So he held one in each arm and sat in the back seat, while Lin Yuyao drove in the front.
With children around, I didn't dare drive too fast, so I was very careful.
I got home quite early, before nine o'clock, and the neighborhood was very lively.
Zhou Jing's family of three, along with her parents and older brother, were all playing downstairs, setting off fireworks and so on.
When Lin Ping saw that their car had returned, he rushed over to help.
"Brother-in-law, are you carrying two by yourself? Your arms must be sore. Let me help you carry one."
"Can you do it?"
“Sure, definitely. A few days ago when you were at work, I went to your house with Mom every day to carry you.”
School holidays start earlier, so he came over a few days earlier and stayed at their house every day.
Firstly, I can use their computer, and secondly, I can entertain the children.
With one child assigned to Lin Ping, Fu Huaiyi's life became much easier.
A two-month-old baby isn't heavy, but I still had to carry him carefully the whole way.
After Lin Yuyao parked her car, she also took one.
"You should rest for a while."
"I am not tired."
"You've got to be kidding me."
How could he not be tired? His arms were sore.
He quickly rubbed his sore arms after the two children slipped from his grasp.
At this moment, Zhou Jing walked over and spoke to Lin Yuyao.
"Didn't you go out for New Year's Eve dinner today? You're back so soon? Aren't you going to keep watch?"
Lin Yuyao smiled and said, "We can keep watch at night, but the two children can't. There's not enough room at your uncle's house."
"This is quite a large family now, and it can be considered a thriving one."
She looked down at the baby in her arms and said, "This child is so well-behaved, he doesn't cry at all. Is this your first or second baby?"
"Erbao, Dabao is in my brother's hands."
Lin Ping was holding Da Bao and talking to Ye Lian and the others.
"Your brother isn't young anymore, right? Should we arrange a marriage for him?"
"Huh?" Lin Ping can even arrange marriages now?
She had never thought of it before; in her memory, Lin Ping was still a child.
Thinking about it carefully, it seems like we could say we're getting married.
"No rush, he's still in school."
"You'll graduate next year, right?"
"Yes, we'll see how he's assigned a job after he graduates, and then we'll talk about marriage."
"That's good. Nowadays, many young people don't go through the motions of finding a spouse. Maybe they'll find someone on their own."
"Yes."
Zhou Jing's husband took their daughter outside the residential area to set off fireworks. Zhou Jing yelled at them to be careful, but she didn't know if they heard her.
Zhou Jing sighed, "My daughter is becoming more and more like a boy because of her father; she's very mischievous."
Lin Yuyao smiled and said, "That's good. I was too timid before."
Lin Yuyao still remembers the child's appearance when she first met him; his eyes were timid and cautious.
She was disliked by her grandmother from a young age, grew up with her maternal grandmother until she was over three years old, and was not even familiar with Zhou Jing.