Chapter 1550: 855 Adoption

"younger brother!"

Xiao Xiaoyu jumped off Mrs. Fu's knees, walked to Han Weijun curiously, and looked at the other party with her head tilted.

It is clear that Xiao Xiaoyu is a month younger than Han Weijun, but when the two children stand together, Xiao Xiaoyu is half a head taller than him, with fair skin and ruddy skin, looking radiant.

Xiao Xiaoyu has never seen children of the same age, and looking at Han Weijun, who is shorter than himself, finds it very fresh and interesting.

The little guy habitually took out the small orange cat-faced purse tied around his waist, and took out a stretched golden cat-shaped pouch and handed it to Han Weijun enthusiastically, and said with a bold smile: "For you, brother! "

Han Weijun carefully took the golden cat in Xiao Xiaoyu's hand, his eyes flickered, and his voice was like a mosquito: "Thank you."

Nangong Yue on the side looked at Han Weijun, who was cowering, with complicated eyes, and finally couldn't help correcting: "Brother Yu, this is little brother!"

little brother? ! Xiao Xiaoyu looked at Han Weijun in shock, isn't his brother older than him? ! Why is this little brother even petite than himself? !

Xiao Xiaoyu took a step forward, grabbed Han Weijun's left hand forcefully, pointed to himself and said, "I, brother." Then he pointed to Han Weijun and said, "You, brother."

He urged confidently, "Call me brother!"

"Brother..." Han Weijun played with the golden cat in his hand and couldn't put it down, and answered without thinking.

Xiao Xiaoyu was satisfied, and took out a piece of golden feather and gave it to Han Weijun as a gift to recognize his younger brother.

There was silence for a moment, and the adults looked at each other.

After a short while, Mrs. Fu couldn't help but let out a "puchi" laugh, she leaned forward and backward with laughter, tears welling up in the corners of her eyes, and said, "Ayi, Brother Yu's temper is really like you!"

This two-year-old child has begun to recognize his younger brother!

Madam Fu glanced at her son mockingly. Fu Yunhe touched his nose, but didn't feel embarrassed, and continued to look at Xiao Yi and Nangong Yue pitifully, blinking with big eyes.

"Brother, sister-in-law, look... this child..."

This child has recognized Brother Yu as his elder brother, why don't you two bring it back to raise it!

Fu Yunhe rubbed his hands together with hope.

Nangong Yue pursed her lips slightly, and felt that this child was a little difficult to settle.

But Xiao Yi didn't bother at all, and waved his hand to send Fu Yunhe as a matter of course: "Continue to carry it yourself! Who made you foolish!" The implication is that this is a punishment for Fu Yunhe's foolishness.

"Big brother!" Fu Yunhe had already pretended to be pitiful and began to bite the veil, his eyes were dangling, as if to say, big brother, do you really stop thinking about it?

Madam Fu, who just stopped laughing, looked at Fu Yunhe's virtuous behavior, and couldn't help laughing again, feeling that her stomach was going to hurt from laughing. She breathed a sigh of relief and said solemnly: "Brother He, okay, isn't it just a matter of having more pairs of chopsticks? You should practice your hands first!" Mrs. Fu thought clearly, Fu Yunhe and Han Qixia were not too young. I must be able to hold my grandson again soon.

Thinking, Madam Fu's eyes filled with a smile.

that's true! In order to raise his future daughter well, he should learn to take care of children first. Fu Yunhe immediately burst into laughter, happily imagining how cute and soft his little girl would be.

Nangong Yue covered her mouth and chuckled lightly, and exchanged a funny look with Xiao Yi. As for Xiao Xiao Yu, who had already pulled Han Weijun aside to play, he seemed to teach him how to solve Jiulianhuan, like a little gentleman.

After Han Weijun untied the nine-chain, Xiao Xiaoyu pulled him to show off again in front of the adults.

At this age, Mrs. Fu likes children the most. Seeing Xiao Xiaoyu's lively appearance, she likes it very much. She deliberately teases him: "Oh, our brother Yu is really a good brother!"

of course! Xiao Xiaoyu puffed out his chest proudly.

Upon seeing this, Mrs. Fu smiled even more and deliberately teased him: "Brother Yu, then tell me, is your mother pregnant with a younger brother or a younger sister?"

"Nah!"

There were two voices in answer, one was milky and the other was clear and clear. The voices of the father and son were both so determined, with similar peach eyes looking at Madam Fu seriously, which made her overjoyed.

The family of Nangong Yue and Xiao Yi stayed in Fu's house for another half an hour before they said goodbye and got on the Zhu Lun carriage again.

"Ayi, how is Aimu..."

In the carriage, Nangong Yue's eyes looked a little darker than usual, while Xiao Yu, who was tired of playing, curled up in his father's arms and fell asleep sweetly, pursing his lips from time to time.

Xiao Yi carefully adjusted the little guy into a comfortable position, and said casually, "I'm on trial."

After all, Aimu is Xiao Yi's mother-killing enemy, and Xiao Yi naturally won't make her feel better!

Nangong Yue hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Ayi, do you want my grandfather to take a look?" The grandfather in Nangong Yue's mouth was referring to Mr. Fang, of course.

Xiao Yi was stunned, and pursed his lips in thought. Ah Yue thought about it very carefully. Grandfather has always been brooding about his mother's death. People can't be resurrected from the dead. It's time to give him a real end to the old man...

"Snapped!"

With the sound of the whip being thrown from the outside of the carriage, the wheels turned faster, and the Zhulun chariot galloped all the way, this time to Bixiaotang.

The next day, on the fifth day of the second lunar month, Xiao Yi took Mr. Fang to the dungeon of Bixiaotang.

The only way to pass through the dungeon is a downward stone stairs. Mr. Fang is not good at walking. Xiao Yi simply carried his old man down to the dungeon on his back, and a guard moved the wheelchair behind him.

From the beginning to the end, in just a few breaths, Mrs. Fang was already sitting in the wheelchair again, but the light fell into darkness in an instant. The air around him was stuffy, damp and cold, making him almost breathless. Slightly tight.

He silently clenched the armrest of the wheelchair and said nothing, with deep wrinkles accumulating between his brows.

"Gululu..."

The sound of the wheelchair rolling was especially loud and harsh in the silent dungeon.

The dungeon guard swiftly opened the heavy iron door of one of the cells, and two torches emitted a dim yellow light, illuminating the small dungeon. At a glance, a woman in blue clothes with heavy shackles on her hands and feet could be seen sitting in the corner. Her long hair was scattered in a mess, and she looked disheveled, like a female beggar on the side of the road, but her expression was still indifferent, and a pair of deep and mysterious eyes were particularly bright in the firelight.

Grandpa Fang naturally already knew who he was here to see today, staring at the woman in front of him without blinking, a pair of turbid old eyes bursting with deep hatred, and the back of his hand was even more bulging.

Sitting in the corner, Ayimu raised her eyes to look at Xiao Yi, her eyes were calm, since she was escorted to the southern border, this was the first time she saw Xiao Yi, but she still recognized him accurately, the corner of her mouth. He evoked a strange arc, and said slowly: "Xiao Shizi, I have long admired the name."

Following that, Ayimu's eyes moved down, and he looked at the old lady Fang in the wheelchair again, a hint of clarity in her wise eyes, "Mr. Fang... It seems that the two of you are here to settle the death of Princess Xianzhennan! You can count the death of the former concubine on my head. Who made her hear something she shouldn't have heard in an inappropriate place! ... And the reason why you suffered a stroke, Mrs. Fang, is because I signaled the third room of the Fang family. poison."

During the conversation, her breath was steady, neither impatient nor impatient. It seemed that she had put life and death aside for a long time, so there was no end to her words.

Hearing what she said casually, as if it was a trivial matter, Mrs. Fang's eyes were almost wide, bloodshot and red, and he gritted his teeth: "Just for the money of my Fang family?!"

A Yimu sneered lightly, as if asking back, isn't this reason enough?

It's a timeless truth to be guilty.

The Fang family has so much money and is rich enough to rival the country. The eldest daughter of the Fang family, Mrs. Fang, also married into the Zhennan Palace. Sooner or later, she will change from the prince concubine to the Zhennan princess. Even if they do not covet, others will covet them. For money, for power!

Furthermore, if a big Fang clan dies, for him, he can kill two birds with one stone, and let the small Fang clan marry into the palace as his successor, so that he can obtain greater benefits...

Originally, her plan was perfect and everything was arranged, but Xiao Fang was useless and exposed herself; but Kui Lang was useless and defeated Baiyue!

Hey, all of this is nothing but a winner and a loser.

She is willing to admit defeat!

A Yimu's heart turned into a long sigh, and he looked up at Xiao Yi again and said:

"Xiao Shizi, the king or the loser, I lost!"

After a pause, Aimu continued: "However, I won't say anything about Baiyue, you don't have to waste your time trying to judge me, I'm not showing off my clothes! If you want to kill or cut, you can do whatever you want. That's it!" She has already lost, but Baiyue is still there, and there are some hidden piles she buried in Baiyue before, Xiao Yi can't clear them all, one day in the future, Baiyue may not be able to rise!

Throughout history, ebb and flow, rise and fall, prosperity and failure are its inevitable laws!

Xiao Yi looked down at A Yimu coldly, and said the first sentence to her with a half-smile: "I won't kill you."

The short seven words made both Ayimu and Mrs. Fang look at Xiao Yi in amazement. The surroundings were silent for a moment, except for the sizzling sound of the flames jumping on the torches.

Xiao Yi looked at Mrs. Fang again, her beautiful peach eyes shone in the firelight, and her voice was clear and firm:

"Grandfather, for a person like her, death is the lightest. Being imprisoned here for a lifetime, watching Baiyue completely assimilated by my southern border is the greatest punishment!"

People die like lights go out, so killing Ayimu like this is too cheap for her!

Ayimu is not an ordinary woman. It can be seen from her experience in the first half of her life. If you want to defeat such a person, you must completely destroy him physically and mentally. This is his revenge!

"Xiao Yi!" Ayimu's face changed slightly, and he blurted out. At this moment, there was a hint of shaking in his expression.

However, Xiao Yi never wanted to look at her or talk to her again.

"Grandfather," Xiao Yi said to Mrs. Fang with a smile, "let's go..."

Xiao Yi personally pushed Mr. Fang's wheelchair out, "Gululu..." With the sound of the wheelchair turning, the heavy iron door closed with a creak...

It was already half an hour when the grandfather and grandfather came out of the dungeon again, and it was only the past hour.

Looking up at the blue sky, Mr. Fang's eyes were a little wet, and he silently spoke to his daughter in the sky:

Daughter, it's time for you to rest in the spirit of heaven, Yi has already avenged you!

And he has no regrets anymore, just waiting...

Grandpa Fang suddenly thought of something, and his eyes regained a look, and secretly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes with his cuffs, as if nothing had happened.

Xiao Yi just acted as if he didn't know, and pushed Mr. Fang's wheelchair to Tingyu Pavilion in a hurry, smiling and making fun of the old man.

Listening to the direction of the rain pavilion, there is a woman and a child talking and laughing. The closer you get, the clearer the sound...

Both grandparents and grandchildren couldn't help but laugh.

The people in the room also seemed to hear the rolling sound of the wheelchair outside, and a soft and waxy voice came from inside: "Great-grandfather!"

The little guy rolled over like a whirlwind, and pitifully stretched out his hands towards the old man in the wheelchair, only to see a few red threads tangled in a ball on his fleshy little hands.

Grandpa Fang patiently untied the red rope for the little guy, and asked with a loving smile, "Brother Yu, what are you playing?"

Xiao Xiaoyu watched Mr. Fang straighten out the messy red rope without blinking, and smiled happily again: "Turn the red rope!"

After Mrs. Fang entered the house, the little guy pestered his great-grandfather to accompany him to play with the red rope... As a result, after playing a few times, the red rope was messily wrapped around his little hand.

Now, Mrs. Fang knows what happened just now.

Nangong Yue, who had a big pillow behind him, sat on the side and covered his mouth with a chuckle. The little guy's fingers were short, and he was not flexible enough. He and Xiao Yi have always been impatient and impatient. The red rope is messed up.

But the little guy is unconvinced. The more he is like this, the more he has to challenge.

Nangong Yue was a little funny.

She is now heavy, and after sitting for a while, she feels back pain in a short while, and she adjusts her sitting position on the chair with some difficulty.

Xiao Yi noticed it immediately, hurried to help Nangong Yue adjust the pillow behind him, and asked her how she felt.

Looking at the young couple and Le En's love, Mrs. Fang smiled, and his mood became lighter, forgetting everything in the dungeon before.

One has to look forward.

"Ayi, Ayue," Mrs. Fang suddenly said, "I want to discuss something with you, how about adopting Brother Yu's younger brother to my Fang family?" Mrs. Fang had this idea several years ago. Well, I didn't mention it because the young couple was the only one, brother Yu.

Hearing this, Xiao Yi frowned, his expression a little weird.

Grandpa Fang thought that Xiao Yi was unwilling, and was about to explain a few more words, when Xiao Yi tilted his head and said in a positive tone: "Grandfather, Ah Yue's child must be a nan! Otherwise, I will give you this stinky boy. How about it?"

Xiao Yi looked at Xiao Xiao Yu, who had wrapped the red rope around his fingers again, and shook his head helplessly, "Although this stinky boy is a bit stupid, he is born with deficiencies, and he can make up for them the day after tomorrow. Let Xiao Bai teach him slowly in the future. "

Grandpa Fang looked at his grandson, the corners of his eyes twitched, and he didn't know what to say. Even Nangong Yue couldn't help but hold his forehead: This guy Ayi is here again, and he always plays cards unreasonably!

And Xiao Xiaoyu understood half of the sentence, looked up at his father, and said earnestly, "Brother Yu is not stupid!" After saying that, he hurriedly pulled Mrs. Lafang's sleeve and looked at him expectantly. As if asking, great-grandfather, I'm not stupid, am I?

Mrs. Fang hurried to appease the little guy first, and said a few times: "Our brother Yu is the smartest!"

Following that, he reminded helplessly: "Ayi, Brother Yu is the descendant of the palace!" How could there be any reason to adopt his own son and descendant of the palace to another family!

Xiao Yi shrugged and didn't care. He thought it was interesting to adopt the stinky boy to the Fang family, and then let Xiao Nannan inherit the Zhennan Palace in the future. Since my grandfather disapproved, let's change a plan...

"Grandfather, let's adopt the nan-nan to the Fang family to inherit the Fang family!"

It's just a surname anyway, even if the surname is Fang, it's still Xiao Yi's daughter!

Mr. Fang was stunned. He had never thought of this possibility before, but now listening to Xiao Yiyi, he couldn't help but have a thought: What's wrong with this? !

A breeze blew, and the swaying sound of branches and leaves interlaced with the laughter in Tingyu Pavilion, it seemed that even the air was smiling...

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