Chapter 1193: Eat melon

Chapter 1193
"Does that mean my grandpa is picky?"
Wen Qiao glanced at him: "You are nitpicking."
There was another car downstairs. He Jun got out of the car. He Yan has been in prison for a year and has been out. He Jun’s parents hardly interact with the Fu family now, but He Jun occasionally still Will get together with Fu Nanli. He doesn't want to lose the best friend in his life who knows him best because of his sister.
Therefore, today's Elder Fu's birthday, he also came over.
Fu Nanli embraced Wen Qiao downstairs and greeted He Jun.
He Jun is still the fan of the noble young master, and there seems to be no complaint between him and Fu Nanli, but only the two of them know that something has changed, and they are trying to ignore the rift caused by He Yan.
Grandma Fu Nanli was the last to arrive, and she personally came over to congratulate Fu Huaiyong on her birthday. Fu Huaiyong was full of face, and the mood that had been frustrated by Wednesday eased again.
Lin Yuee brought a string of Buddhist beads to the old man, saying that it was opened by the abbot himself in the temple with the most incense in Shaocheng, and bless him to see it and make the family happy.
This gift was given sincerely, and Fu Huaiyong thanked her mother-in-law after receiving it.
When the guests arrived, only Wen Qiao's gift was left.
The third young master of Zhou’s family really didn’t think it was too much to watch the excitement. He just drank slightly and said with a drunken spirit: "Master Fu, your future grandson and daughter-in-law have not given a gift yet, Miss Wen, on such an important day, Will you come here empty-handed?"
After all, when Wen Qiao came over, many people saw it, and indeed they didn't have any gifts in their hands.
Is this little girl reliant on Master Fu's pampering? This is too rampant.
Wen Qiao tilted his head and smiled: "How did Young Master Wednesday know that I didn't prepare a gift? It shouldn't be something you outsiders are thinking about whether or not to give a gift."
Zhou Tingshen was choked and wanted to say that Wen Qiao was really stab.
Naturally, the nobleman of the Fu family couldn't embarrass him face to face without saying anything on Wednesday, but Wen Qiao was not a famous one, she said whatever she wanted.
Fu Nanli was also spoiled by me. This girl is quick-mouthed. If you are like a little Wednesday, you are too careful.
Wen Qiao said again: "I originally wanted to give it to Grandpa Fu privately. I was so urgent on Wednesday, but it made me have to give the gift out in advance."
Zhou Ting smiled awkwardly: "So what gift did Miss Wen prepare?"
Mr. Fu doesn't lack anything, and many people are eagerly looking forward to see what gifts the future granddaughter-in-law has prepared.
It can't be measured by money, but it has to be meaningful. This is really difficult.
Wen Qiao whispered to Mr. Fu, "You have to ask everyone to move to the farm behind."
"What do you mean?"
"The gift I gave is at the back farm."
In fact, she had been preparing this gift for a long time, and it was finally on the birthday of the old man, and she was ready.
Fu Huaiyong asked important guests to take the Fu's sightseeing car and drive to the farm behind.
Ten minutes later, I parked the car in front of the huge farm. Important guests came by on a sightseeing bus, and there were also some guests who were eager to eat melons because the sightseeing bus was not enough, but they really wanted to see this future granddaughter of the Fu family. What kind of gift did he give the old man? He came here on foot.
(End of this chapter)