Host, You're Targeted

An hour ago, Fu Ting said at the dinner table that he and Fu Jiyao would go to Liang Jingyi's house to see Liang Jingyi.

They thought it was not good to go empty handed, so they rummaged around the house to find out what valuable gifts they could give.

Opening the lockers at home, Fu ting and Fu Jiyao find that there is nothing more valuable except white wine and red wine.

Fu QingHan, sitting cross legged on the sofa watching TV, suggested, "why don't you go out and buy something now? Brother, don't you know people? Buy something they like. "

Fu Ting immediately turned his eyes to Fu Jiyao.

Fu Jiyao scratched in the back of his head. After thinking about it, he simply summed up the process of his meeting with Liang Jingyi. "In fact, I only knew him a few days ago. A few days ago, he came to our police station to report a crime. It was just me who received the police. We just knew each other."

Fu ting and Fu QingHan looked at each other. At the same time, the father and daughter saw the "what's the use of Fu Jiyao" in each other's eyes.

Finally, Fu Ting found a pot of "daughter's red" which he had treasured for more than 30 years from the bottom of the locker. Fu QingHan contributed a gift box that could hold "daughter red" and decided to give it to Liang Jingyi.

"It's not common to send wine. If he doesn't drink, he will always have guests at home on New Year's and festivals," said Fu ting. He thought it was a good idea to send wine. "Besides, men should always have some wine at home."

With the gift ready, Fu Ting had to change his clothes to show that he attached great importance to the reunion after 20 years.

Fu Jiyao is wearing a suit of clothes that can't be more casual. He sits on the sofa with legs crossed and eats melon seeds, watching Fu Ting change one suit after another.

"How about this one?" Every time Fu Ting changed his clothes, he would come out and ask Fu Jiyao and Fu QingHan for their opinions.

But every time, either Fu Jiyao shakes his head or Fu QingHan shakes his head, or his brother and sister shake their heads at the same time.

"Is it too formal? People who don't know think Dad, you're going to see your daughter-in-law and son-in-law! "

"Don't you think it's too old-fashioned? What was this trend front in the 1970s and 1980s? "

"Wow! Spray a plane head with hair spray, and you can go to the bar and sing

"Wow! It looks like you're going shopping for Gai's clothes. Why haven't you worn them before? "

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha, what are you wearing?"

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In this way, Fu Ting decided not to visit Liang Jingyi.

"I'd better wait for your mother to transfer back, and then go to see Jingyi with her." Fu Ting, dressed in casual clothes, sat down next to Fu Jiyao, ate melon seeds, and slapped him on the back. "Quick, send the" daughter Hong "to Jingyi, and by the way, express my uncle's yearning for him."

Fu Jiyao vomited the shell of the melon seed, patted the ash on his body and was about to leave.

Fu Ting see his son like this, Leng is to reach out to pull his trousers waist to pull him back.

"Wash your face, and then go out and see people!" Fu Ting's face was full of hate for iron and steel. "Why don't you pay attention to your personal image when you go out to meet people? Ah? "

Finally, Fu Jiyao washed his face and changed his casual trousers into jeans, which led him to Liang Jingyi's home.

But Liang Jingyi didn't care about him at all. He sat on the ground and blew and dried his hair. What he noticed first was not him, but his daughter Hong.

Fu Jiyao put the cup on the table and looked at Liang Jingyi. He had an idea and said, "this is the betrothal gift that I have mentioned."