After rebirth, she shocked the world with her favorite husband

Fu Mingyao was the only girl in the younger generation of the Fu family, and Fu Yuanpu loved her the most. She rushed to sit down in front of her grandfather, raised her chin and squinted her eyes to see how Luo Wanxing lied.

Everyone's eyes were also focused on Luo Wanxing. It was true that Luo Wanxing didn't have a gift in her hand. She was wearing a skirt, so it was obviously impossible for her to have a gift in her pocket.

"Rong Yuan, didn't I tell you not to bring her here? If something happened at the birthday banquet today, how would you explain it? Tonight is not your wedding, so you can't do anything wrong."

Fu Mingbo, Fu Rongyuan's second uncle, speaks a lesson.

"Oh, if you're late, you're late, and no one will tell you. It's wrong to lie. Is this how the Luo family taught their daughter?" The one who spoke was Bai Huixian, standing behind her with a dissatisfied expression. YX Technology has suffered such a big loss, and now seeing Luo Wanxing lying, it is natural to add insult to injury.

"Could it be because you're busy learning a few words of blessing, so you're late?" Fu Lin, the eldest son of Luo Wanxing's personnel affairs, the second room of the Fu family, Fu Lin, was holding a cigarette in his hand, and the gesture of blowing out the smoke ring was extremely arrogant. A generation.

Others also started pointing:
"Isn't she mentally ill, what gift will she prepare?"

"We'd better stay away. The ghost knows if she is going to be a demon again. At the wedding a year ago, I was sitting in front of her. She waved a bottle of red wine and ruined my 10,000+ dress."

"If she dares to go crazy tonight, the old man will definitely send her to a mental hospital and lock her up."

"Grandpa, I'm not lying. I really have a gift prepared." Facing everyone's doubts, Luo Wanxing's face remained normal.

Fu Mingyao forced her to ask: "Then what about your gift, why didn't you take it out?"

Luo Wanxing looked at the people who were waiting to see her joke, but didn't move.

Seeing her like this, Fu Yuanpu turned cold:

"It's fine if you're not ready, and I don't care for the things you send, just stay with me honestly."

The old man's words were a bit too heavy at this time, and everyone else kept silent, not daring to provoke the old man's anger.

Only Fu Rongyuan came to Luo Wanxing's side at some point, took his wife's hand and said proudly:
"Grandpa, the gift Xing'er prepared is naturally inconvenient to carry, so I can't take it out."

Luo Wanxing turned to look at him in surprise.

"Oh, I don't know if there are any gifts that you can't hold in your hands. If they are too heavy, you can ask someone to move them in." Fu Mingyao said pointedly.

Luo Wanxing smiled and shook her head: "It's not too heavy, it's too light."

After Luo Wanxing finished speaking, there was the sound of fluttering wings in the living room of Fu Zhai, and a dark blue figure circled around the heads of the crowd, and finally landed on the coffee table in front of the old man.

It is a domineering macaw, with shiny dark blue hair, and a pair of eyes rolling around, as if looking at everyone in the living room. Finally, the parrot's attention stopped on Fu Yuanpu. The beak moved:

"Happiness is like the East China Sea, longevity is like the South Mountain, happiness is like the East China Sea, longevity is like the South Mountain, happiness is like the East Sea, longevity is like the South Mountain..."

The parrot's voice was crisp and lively, and he said the blessings quickly and clearly. It didn't match his domineering appearance, but there was a contrast, cute and cute.

The old man was stunned for a moment, and when he saw Luo Wanxing approaching and the parrot naturally flew onto her arm, he knew that this parrot was Luo Wanxing's birthday present.

"This is the gift you prepared? A parrot?"

Everyone was also a little surprised, most of what they prepared were calligraphy, painting and writing, for the old man's favor, but what Luo Wanxing prepared was a parrot?
It's still a parrot that can say blessings, it's not expensive, it has a good meaning, and it can also express your heart, why didn't they expect it.

The old man who was sitting with Fu Yuanpu stroked his short beard and smiled: "Yuanpu, this gift is really unique, do you like it or not, if you don't like it, give it to me, I want it."

"Go, go, who said I don't like it, you want your juniors to buy it." Fu Yuanpu stood up with his crutches, and Fu Mingbo hurried forward to help him, but was stopped by the old man: "I'm just old, not useless." , don't help."

Fu Mingbo had no choice but to put down his hands. Everyone in the room had different expressions, only Luo Wanxing, Fu Rongyuan and the two old men were happy.

The parrot seemed to know that he was going to be given to Fu Yuanpu, so he raised his feet and flew onto Fu Yuanpu's shoulder. Fu Yuanpu had never had this kind of experience, but he found it novel, and Fu Mingyao was not happy:

"It's just a parrot that can only speak one sentence, what's so strange about it."

The IQ of the parrot is equivalent to that of a five-year-old child, not to mention that this parrot was carefully selected by Luo Wanxing. Hearing someone mocking him, the little guy held his head high and spoke again:

"Eighty years of age, hearing and eyesight at the age of one hundred, long flowing water in the East China Sea, and never-old pine trees in Nanshan. At the beginning of human beings, people are inherently good, similar in nature, and far away from each other. Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you... The moonlight in front of the window is suspected to be on the ground. Frost...I'm hungry, eat, I'm hungry, eat."

For 5 minutes, the parrot's crisp voice echoed throughout the living room, and Fu Mingyao, who was originally disdainful, was finally speechless in surprise.

Who has ever seen a parrot that can sing, recite poems, and recite the Three Character Classic.

Fu Yuanpu was too rare, so he immediately asked Luo Wanxing what it likes to eat, Luo Wanxing told the old man: "Lucky star likes to crack the original melon seeds."

Fu Yuanpu immediately ordered the housekeeper to fetch melon seeds, held the parrot in his hand and touched the smooth blue feathers on the parrot's back:
"It's called Lucky Star?"

"Well, but if grandpa wants to change its name, he must ask its opinion."

Fu Mingyao on the side really couldn't make a mistake, curled her lips and muttered:
"Lucky Star? Such an old-fashioned name, Grandpa, please change it to something meaningful. I'm afraid people will laugh at you if you say this name."

Before Fu Yuanpu could speak, Lucky Star turned around and shouted at Fu Mingyao:
"You are old-fashioned, you are an earthworm wearing a straw hat, a Bodhisattva pouring mud in the rain..."

Fu Yuanpu was immediately amused: "Hahaha, you little guy, besides reciting poems and singing, you can also swear."

Fu Mingyao didn't expect that she would be attacked by a bird, her face flushed with anger, but she couldn't hold back the old man's happy laugh, and the others also laughed.

Fu Yuanpu was overjoyed to have such a precious parrot. He didn't even want to take a look at the gifts that other people brought out next. He only gave the blue and white porcelain worth hundreds of millions from his second son Fu Mingbo: "Well, butler, Take it to the warehouse."

Only the parrot that Luo Wanxing sent, the old man taught him a word, fed a melon seed, and even the old man of the Gu family joined the ranks of Mr. In just ten minutes, he taught Lucky Star to recite "Will the Enter the wine".

Luo Wanxing saw that the two old people couldn't put it down for Lucky Star, so she finally let go of her heart, gently tugged Fu Rongyuan, and asked in a low voice:

"Did you already guess it?"