Chapter 317: Fu listening and protecting dad 4

Chapter 317
Fu Qingji's obvious indifference to Fu Pei made the air around him freeze for an instant.
The smile on Mingzhi's face froze at the corner of her mouth for an instant, and she staggered subconsciously.
Fu Qingji's attitude was obviously that he didn't want to recognize Fu Pei's younger brother at all.
She was a little uncomfortable. She glanced at Fu Pei, thinking that Fu Pei could not come back easily, how could she get the attitude of her brother, and wanted to come forward and remind Fu Qingji.
Fu Pei patted Mingzhi's shoulder behind, showing no emotion on her face, and whispered, "Forget it."
He can actually understand Fu Qingji's feelings. For Fu Qingji, he is just a brother who has been lost for more than ten years and has not seen him since he was a child.
Why should I ask the other person to meet him for the first time?
Fu Pei had no feelings for Fu Qingji, and he didn't think there was anything at all.
Fu Pei is no longer a kid, so there is no accounting for this.
On the contrary, if Mingzhi insists on Fu Qingji to recognize Fu Pei, the scene will become more awkward.
Mingzhi bit her lip, read Fu Pei's meaning, sighed in her heart, and said nothing after all.
Jiang Yan calmed down the atmosphere, and said with a smile, "My third brother and I came in time, just in time for dinner, do you need my help?"
Mingzhi was feeling uncomfortable. Hearing this, he spread his anger on Jiang Yan, not cold or enthusiastic, "Our family is going to have a reunion dinner. Would you like to come and worship another day?"
Jiang Yan pursed his lips. Before he said anything, Fu Qingji's cold voice came over, "Isn't Yan Yan already adopted to the uncle's house, isn't it a family?"
His peachy eyes lifted slightly, and his voice was sober. "Mom, it's been so many years, why do you still like to favor one another."
Mingzhi's eyelids trembled lightly, and her eyes suddenly turned red.
Fu Rang frowned, "Qingji, how do you talk so bad?"
"All ugly things have been done." Fu Qingji lowered his eyes and rolled up his cuffs, looking a little careless, "Why, would you still be ugly?"
"Okay, don't make any noise, I'll come over another day." Jiang Yan lowered his head and looked very disappointed, and turned to leave.
"If it weren't for Yan Yan to persuade me, I wouldn't come over at all." Fu Qingji stood up with a pair of cold eyes, "but it seems that I am away, and you will get along more harmoniously, then I'd better go."
"Qingji, don't go." Mingzhi grabbed Fu Qingji's arm, his voice sounded a little humble, with eagerness, "This is your home, we are all your family, you... don't be so indifferent. it is good."
Fu Qingji's jaw tightened, and the emotion in his eyes was a bit thick.
He did not speak.
Jiang Yan walked up to him and said softly, "Three brothers, just have a meal, don't hurt the hearts of three uncles and three aunts."
Fu Qingji did not speak, but did not leave anymore.
Mingzhi Fu Zang originally felt guilty for him, but when he saw it, he acquiesced that Jiang Yan would stay and stop saying anything.
Looking at this scene, Fu Ting was a little worried.
She did not expect to be so bloody.
After the death of her father in the previous life, when she was in the most difficult time, Fu Qingji's charitable foundation once funded her.
She owed Fu Qingji a kindness, and always wanted to help Fu Qingji heal her legs, but Fu Qingji was complaining about her father in her heart.

Mingzhi adjusted her mood and happily prepared to cook again.
She assigned a job to everyone, and men who can’t cook, are responsible for washing, cutting, and cutting vegetables.
She and Fu Ting are responsible for cooking according to everyone's taste.
Jiang Yan heard to Fu, "Ting, I think your hands are well maintained, maybe you haven't cooked before."
She looked like a confidant big sister, she looked very gentle, "I'm different from you. I grew up in my uncle's house. I have done all the housework. I also learned how to cook. The food is delicious. You Sit down and rest, let me show my hand."
"No." Fu Ting faintly refused.
What else Jiang Yan wanted to say, Mingzhi said dissatisfied, "It's rare for Xiao Ting to come to our house to cook for us. Whether she does it or not, we will like it very much."
Jiang Yan bit his lip and said nothing more.
Mingzhi prepared a big table, on which she and Fu Ting each had one end.
Jiang Yan went to the small kitchen next to her to prepare her ingredients.
"Dad, what kind of food do you want to eat, I'll cook it for you." Fu Ting first asked Fu Pei with a sweet smile. He said that he hadn't cooked for Fu Pei for a long time.
"It's okay." Fu Pei didn't pick, as long as Fu Ting did it, he liked it.
Fu Ting asked Cen Tien, Fu Sixing and Fu Nanyan again, they are also casual, as long as there is food.
Finally, Fu Ting made three dishes, braised chicken with porcini mushrooms, catfish with scallion oil, and prawns and chicken feet in pot.
Mingzhi made five dishes, cola chicken wings, pork with plum sauce, roast chicken with potatoes, shredded pork with green pepper, and spicy fried squid.
Jiang Yan didn't get many ingredients, so he cooked two vegetarian dishes, patted cucumber and eggplant chili, which looked a little shabby.
When these dishes are placed on the table, they are really rich.
Jiang Yan smiled and said, "Xiaoting's craftsmanship is so good, it's me who underestimated you and smelled so good."
"That said, my granddaughter must have made the best food." Mingzhi was very enthusiastic, and the first one to pick the dish that Fu listened to, a bunch of rainbow farts popped up after one bite.
"Then I will try it too!" Jiang Yan also wanted to pinch, and just stretched out his chopsticks.
Fu Nanyan deliberately blocked it, and took away the piece of meat that Jiang Yan wanted, and he was eating with relish.
"Listen, it smells so good!"
Jiang Yan, "..."
She went to pick up another one and was cut off again.
Fu Sixing and Fu Nanyan seemed to be targeting them intentionally, not giving Jiang Yan a chance to start.
Jiang Yan slowly put down his chopsticks.
Fu Ting's dishes became sweet and delicious, and most of them were eaten soon.
Fu Pei was afraid that Fu Sixing and Fu Nanyan would have finished what Fu Ting had done, so they joined the food grab.
However, when Cen Jing wanted to clip, he was blocked by Fu Ting.
The little girl was serious, "You eat this!"
She gave Cen Qiong a piece of...green onion.
Cen Jiang, "..."
He propped his chin, pulled his lips, and smiled lightly, "My sister is so stingy that I won't let my brother eat a piece of meat."
"You can't eat meat." Fu Ting frowned. "You didn't eat much in the morning. If you eat meat as soon as you come, it will be bad for your stomach."
Cen Tiong has always had a bad appetite and needs to be guarded.
Fu Ting didn't want him to end up as terminally ill as Fu Pei's last life.
"Okay, listen to you." Cen Jiang's thin lips raised lightly, and for the first time he felt that eating green onions was the world's most delicious.
Fu Qingji didn't move his chopsticks from start to finish. Mingzhi took a piece of shrimp made by Fu Ting to him, "Qingji, try your little niece's craft."
Fu Qingji moved his fingertips and clamped the shrimp to the side, extremely indifferent, "Allergic."
He stretched out his hand and picked up Jiang Yan's vegetable dishes that no one cared about from beginning to end, and ate slowly.
There will be more! ! !
(End of this chapter)