Young master, your vest fell off

For the next few days, Fu Miaomiao didn't go to work, and stayed at home to rest. During the day, she cleaned up, washed clothes, and then prepared meals to wait for Situ Han and An An to come back...

The days without work are also fulfilling and pleasant.

Until this day, Fu Miaomiao received a call from Fu Taishan, asking her to take An An and Situ Han back for dinner.

It happened to be Sunday, and An An didn't go to school. The family of three cleaned up, bought gifts, and arrived at the manor after three o'clock in the afternoon.

Seeing that Situ Han was holding a gift in his hand, Fu Taishan had no expression on his face, and he seemed to be able to hear a trace of complaint in his tone of voice, "I just came back for a meal, what gift did I bring?"

Situ Han just smiled, and handed the gift to the welcoming housekeeper.

"Sit down and serve tea." Fu Taishan said, his eyes fell on An An again.

An An hadn't been by his side since he was a child, and because Fu Miaomiao had a child out of wedlock, and because An An's existence had tarnished the image of the Fu family, Fu Taishan didn't have any good feelings for An An.

He is such a face-saving person, but because of such a small thing, he has become the laughing stock of everyone... At least he thinks it is a laughing stock, so it is impossible for him to be kind to An An.

There was only one time when Fu Taishan went out to do errands and passed by the gate of An An's school. Just in time for An An to leave school, Fu Miaomiao came to pick him up. Fu Taishan felt relieved when he saw the smile on An An's handsome face.

That's all.

In the past five years, Fu Miaomiao didn't bring An An when he came back every year for his birthday. Fu Taishan wanted to ask, but because of his face, he didn't allow himself to ask.

He's not one to bow his head and give in.

It's just that An'an, Fu Taishan, who has always been rigid and stubborn, gradually has a smile on his calm and prestige face.

Since the last time An An came to pay his respects to him on his birthday... that was the first time he heard An An speak. Although the little guy was only four years old, he was not timid in the face of big occasions. He spoke clearly, looked good and energetic... …

That's his great-grandson!

He likes it.

Sometimes people are like this, the mess that has been entangled in the heart all the time, it will be solved if it is said to be solved, it just needs an opportunity.

The last birthday banquet was an opportunity for Fu Taishan.

"Great-grandfather..." An An stepped forward to greet Fu Taishan at this moment.

Fu Taishan came out of his thoughts and looked at Fu Miaomiao again. Although he felt a little embarrassed, he reached out and touched An An's little head, "Just call him grandpa. You don't have to be so restrained at home."

On general occasions, it is more formal to call him great-grandfather.

But now it's not a big occasion, just a family dinner.

Hearing this, An An seemed surprised, but there was still a gentlemanly smile on her handsome face, "Okay, grandpa."

Then, he looked at Song Lanzhi who was on the side again, and nodded, "Grandma."

Song Lanzhi responded lightly, and didn't speak any more.

An'an could feel that grandma didn't like herself.

It doesn't matter, he has no feelings for grandma, so he won't feel sad because she doesn't like her.

"An'an, take this." Fu Taishan's voice sounded again.

An An looked over and saw that Fu Taishan took out a red envelope from his jacket pocket, stepped forward to accept it generously, "Thank you, Grandpa."

Fu Miaomiao watched all this, and a warm current flowed through her heart.

When she was angry before, Fu Miaomiao always thought, it doesn't matter if they don't accept An An, anyway, An An is her child, she likes it enough.

She can give An An the love of the Ministry of Security, and will not make An An worse than other children.

But now seeing his grandfather accepting An An, Fu Miaomiao suddenly felt "fallen".

For five years, the things that have been stuck in my heart have fallen, and even my breathing has become much smoother.

Fu Miaomiao hooked her lips.

At this moment, the servant put tea and fruit on the table, as well as a few snacks. It could be seen that they were specially prepared for An An.

"These are all natural, no artificial preservatives are added, and it's okay for children to eat them." Fu Taishan glanced at Fu Miaomiao, and immediately looked away.

Is grandpa explaining to her?
Fu Miaomiao pursed her lips, but couldn't help smiling, but didn't say anything.

We sat and chatted for a while, and then dispersed.

Song Lanzhi went upstairs and returned to the Buddhist hall, Fu Taishan took An'an out for a walk around, and Fu Miaomiao took Situ Han back to her room.

This was the first time she entered the room here five years later, and she didn't expect it to be exactly the same as it was five years ago.

"I haven't been back here for many years. It must be that grandpa didn't let them put away their things, so keep them for me." Fu Miaomiao looked around with a happy smile on her face.

Situ Han seemed to be infected by her, and the same smile hung on his handsome face, "Your grandfather is very kind to you."

"I know, he's just not good at expressing himself, and he's a bit rigid and has a bad temper. He kicked me out in a fit of anger before. I guess he doesn't feel that he did something wrong. He has always been The face is bigger than the sky, but I just saw that he was so kind to An An, and I have nothing to worry about."

Fu Miaomiao took her previous photos and handed them to Situ Han, "Look, this is a photo I took when I was four years old, and my grandfather still has it. Does it look like An An?"

Situ Han accepted the photo with a smile...

The little girl in the photo is wearing a pale pink princess dress, with a sweet smile on her delicate and beautiful face, like honey.

The smile on Situ Han's lips deepened, "You really liked growing up when you were young."

Fu Miaomiao was proud for a while, "Of course, my face is a gift from the creator. Tell me, does it look like An An?"

"They all have big eyes and a high bridge of nose, but they still look a little more like me." Situ Han said this with a trace of old father's pride.

Fu Miaomiao made a "cut", took the photo back and put it back, "You are so narcissistic."

Situ Han didn't understand Fu Miaomiao's anger, "Is there anything wrong with An'an being like me?"

"Of course it's not good. I worked hard to give birth to him in ten months of pregnancy. It was full-term. When An An was born, he weighed eight pounds and four ounces. Tell me how old it is. I almost died of pain. The child fell from my body. The meat that came down, you said as if I didn’t inherit any genes to him, so I’m going to have a stomach if I co-operate?”

Fu Miaomiao really cares about this, she is a great contributor.

Hearing this, Situ Han slowly put away the smile on his lips, and looked at Fu Miaomiao with deeper eyes.

Although he is a man, he also knows that when a woman gives birth to a child, she has passed through the gate of hell, especially in those few years when she was alone, and her hard work was unknown.