Zhen Bao soon discovered that after she refused Feng Ke's suggestion to buy clothes, Feng Ke's attitude towards her did not change much, he was cold, but he was not hostile.

On New Year's Eve, three generations gathered together to eat New Year's Eve dinner. The Fu family is a native of the imperial capital, and they ate dumplings on the New Year's Eve dinner. Mr. Fu had asked Zhen Bao what to eat for the New Year in his hometown, so a dish of fried tomato rice cake and rice cake soup were specially prepared for Zhen Bao on the table.

"Eat more Fengbao, don't recognize the rawness." Mr. Fu picked up two dumplings for Zhenbao in a row with public chopsticks.

Zhen Bao nodded repeatedly, looked at the people around him, and felt a wonderful feeling in his heart.

After her father passed away, she went to her grandmother's neighbor for New Year's Eve dinner during the Chinese New Year. The grandmother next door was also very nice to her, but they were not a family. Seeing the three generations of grandparents reunite, Zhen Bao could not integrate into it. Every time she finished her meal, she went home alone after the meal, lying alone on the bed, and her relatives who wanted to leave amid the sound of firecrackers all over the village.

Now, she is in a lover relationship with Fu Mingshi. One day in the future, she may really become a member of this family, with grandpa and in-laws, and will never be alone again.

His eyes were a little sour, and Zhen Bao quickly changed his mind.

After dinner, the family plays mahjong and has traditional entertainment for the New Year.

Zhen Bao first sat beside Mr. Fu and watched the show. At 8 o'clock, Mr. Fu went upstairs to rest, so she replaced Mr. Fu and faced Fu Mingshi. In the first game, Fu Zheng won, and the three who lost had to transfer red envelopes on WeChat. Zhen Bao was the dealer, and this time he made a big move and had to transfer 40 yuan.

Mr. Fu left his phone to Zhen Bao, but Zhen Bao wanted to play with his own money.

"I'll come out for you."

Fu Mingshi looked at her and said, transferring the money they lost to his father.

Fu Zheng smiled lightly, and Feng Ke raised an eyebrow: "Each one comes out, otherwise what's the point?"

Fu Mingshi looked at Zhen Bao again, and Zhen Bao glared at him with a red face: "I'll come out by myself."

The children discussed it, and Fu Zheng smiled and added Zhen Bao's friend first. Feng Ke also added it while the other side. He found that Zhen Bao's avatar was a black cat and a black dog. Feng Ke pulled the corners of his mouth. Zhen Bao had just transferred 40 to Fu Zheng, but suddenly received two transfer reminders in a row.

One of Fu Mingshi's ones was transferred to her by 500, and the other was from Fu Zheng, with an amount of 50,000 yuan, with a message: New Year's money.

Zhen Bao secretly glanced at Fu Zheng, and Fu Zheng was playing mahjong plaques, looking ordinary. Zhen Bao definitely couldn't refuse the New Year's money, but it was 50,000 at once...

Just as he was complicated, Fu Mingshi suddenly said to his father: "You haven't paid me back the 40 I gave to you for Zhen Bao."

Fu Zheng's indifferent expression finally showed a rift. He stared at his son and lowered his head to transfer money to his son.

Feng Ke laughed gloatingly. Zhen Bao and Fu Mingshi looked at each other and laughed secretly. He put down his cell phone and no longer worried about the New Year's money given by Fu Zheng.

I was chatting while playing mahjong. This night seemed to be very fast, and it was past 10 o'clock before I knew it.

In the last hand, Fu Zheng Da Hu, Feng Ke suddenly pushed down the mahjong card, "I won't play anymore, I'll go to bed." After that, he went upstairs alone.

Seeing that Zhen Bao still wanted to transfer money, Fu Zheng smiled and said, "This is not counting, you two should go to bed early." Then he left his seat and went to chase his wife.

After all the elders left, Zhen Bao stretched out his arms and sat for three or four hours, his shoulders were a little sore.

"How much did you lose?" Fu Mingshi walked around, held her chair back with both hands, and asked with his head down.

Zhen Bao looked through the transfer records and found that he lost and won the money and lost. He was lucky, and he only lost more than fifty yuan.

"Did you see, they all like you very much." Fu Mingshi kissed her red face, feeling infinitely satisfied, afraid that Zhen Bao would not understand, and explained in a low voice: "If I don't like it, my mother wouldn't play with us for so long."

Zhen Bao also felt that Feng Ke shouldn't hate her, but she felt even more guilty and turned her head to explain to Fu Mingshi: "My aunt wanted to take me to buy clothes yesterday, but I refused..."

Fu Mingshi smiled and quickly kissed her on the eyebrows: "Luckily you didn't go, otherwise you would definitely not like the clothes she picked." Zhen Bao's heart was still in his student days, and the one he picked was too mature for Zhen Bao.

"Go to wash your hands first, let's go out for a walk later." Fu Mingshi said in her ear temptingly that since his parents came yesterday, he and Zhen Bao had not really been alone.

Zhen Bao nodded. A few minutes later, she came out of the bathroom on the first floor and saw Fu Mingshi standing at the door of the living room with her coat in her arms. She walked over there. He unfolded the coat in advance and wanted to help her out like a waiter in a fashion store. Zhen Bao felt sweet in his heart and acquiesced to him help.

It was very cold at night, and there was a hint of wind. Fu Mingshi took Zhen Bao to a corner on the shade. Then he leaned against the tree trunk, hugged Zhen Bao in his arms, lowered his head and asked her: "Are you having a happy night?"

Zhen Bao nodded vigorously.

Fu Mingshi gently touched her head, her hair was very soft and comfortable to touch.

"I regret that I let you go to college." Holding her shoulders and adjusting her position, Fu Mingshi pressed her against the trunk of a tree and leaned over and said.

Zhen Bao was confused: "Why?"

Fu Mingshi stroked the corner of her mouth and said quietly: "Next April, you will be twenty years old."

Zhen Bao still doesn't understand.

Fu Mingshi didn't need her to understand, so he held her waist from behind and raised her up and kissed her deeply. He couldn't do anything else, his kissing skills were getting better and better, and Zhen Bao seemed to float up, as if the happiest thing in the world was to be held by him and kissed by him.

After kissing for a long time, Fu Mingshi reluctantly separated and picked her up and walked back.

"Let me down." When we arrived at the door, Zhen Bao said nervously, afraid that he would be caught by his elders.

"They are all in the room and there is no time to care about us." Fu Mingshi was very confident and walked in despite Zhen Bao's opposition. Fu Zheng and his wife lived on the third floor. When they passed by the third floor, Zhen Bao's heart beat very fast. Fortunately, they were in danger and came to her bedroom smoothly.

Fu Mingshi put her down and his eyes were gentle: "Good night."

Watching him go downstairs, the first thing Zhen Bao did when he returned to his room was to search online for "twenty years old". The home page was full of some things that had nothing to do with Fu Mingshi's words. He went to the bottom of the web page before he noticed a "marriage age regulation" in the relevant search.

Zhen Bao was stunned. The legal age for a woman to get married seems to be 20 years old?

So, Fu Mingshi is anxious to get married?
Chapter completed!