Mr. Fu, your wife is hanging up again

Chapter 61 Was Seen Through
Old Master Fu was also secretly delighted, and secretly glanced at his grandson, and immediately lied down on the chair because of his handsome legs.

Why is his grandson so handsome?
But when he saw his father-in-law taking the lead, he immediately stood up, "Old man Huo, beat yourself up, what kind of grandfather are you? You are only here to assist, why are you jumping on the lamp shadow? You still call yourself a grandfather, because you want to snatch my grandson ?"

Robbing his only grandson?
"Mine." Mrs. Huo seemed to be afraid that he would not kill his in-laws, so he simply hugged Fu Linjun, put his face in his grandson's arms, and begged for favor.

Mrs. Fu went up and pulled him, "You old white hair, go away."

"Yes, I am an old white hair." Mrs. Huo dragged his tone maliciously, "Unlike some people, I am an old miscellaneous hair~ I am 90 years old, and there are strands of black hair mixed with white hair , like a guinea pig."

"I'm called reverse growth, and I'm envious of you. Hmph! Don't think that I'm 20 years older than you, but I look younger than you. If you marry a wife every day, you'll live ten lifetimes, and you won't be as chic as me."

Mrs. Fu was ridiculed by his in-laws, and immediately went back angrily.

"That's right, but at least I won't marry a second wife, and I won't raise children for others."

"you--"

"Shut up!" Fu Linjun frowned, he didn't come to listen to their quarrel.

As soon as the coercive voice sounded, the two old men were immediately restrained.

After a brief silence, they stared at each other for a few seconds, then stared out a wave of resentment suddenly, and then broke apart suddenly.

Like two old cats.

Fu Linjun had no choice but to pick up one with one hand, throw it outside the door, and then lock the door.

Old Master Huo, who was locked outside the door, burst into tears, patted the door panel in despair, and complained word by word, "Lin'er, how can you be so cruel to Grandpa?"

"Because he is my grandson, of course he will help me, hmph!" Mrs. Fu was complacent, with a look of self-satisfaction.

"Grandpa, I was random." Fu Linjun explained helplessly.

Random, but also purposeful.

Because in some respects, grandpa's discrimination ability is better than grandpa's, so he must be out.

"Lin'er, come and sit down, are you tired?" Old Master Fu poured tea for his grandson graciously, "Did you bring something?"

Fu Linjun went to sit on the carved chair, took out the white cloth from the briefcase, and put it on the tea table.

Mrs. Fu's eyes lit up immediately, and he rushed over, with trembling hands, uncovering layer by layer, just like uncovering rare treasures.

Seeing the large red marks, he stayed for a few seconds, his expression cracked, and he lay down on the white cloth and began to cry.

Fu Linjun frowned, "Grandpa, do you need to be so excited? I can't bear to look directly at you."

"Damn child!" Mrs. Fu stopped crying for a second, stared at his grandson in grief and anger, his eyes were full of injuries, "How dare you deceive the old man, what is the difference between you and a charlatan?"

Fu Linjun's heart skipped a beat, but his expression remained unchanged. He calmly took a sip of his tea, "What do you mean?"

"What do you mean?" Mrs. Fu repeated strangely, shaking the white cloth in his hand, and said in a low voice, "Where did so much blood come from? Did you kill the chicken?"

"…her."

"Nonsense, you're just a baby at first glance!" Mrs. Fu exposed him heartbroken, "Normal fall ~ red, the color is light pink, dotted with stars, it's not a big piece!"

Fu Linjun froze for a moment, he really hadn't studied this.

Back then, he and Xiaoshao were on the grass, and it was dark, and the process was rushed, so they didn't see what color and shape it was.

(End of this chapter)