ST3YC Chapter 135

Shrank to a 3-Years-Old Child Chapter 135: Chinese New Year

After being scolded by his older brother, Fu Sishen chuckled awkwardly to brush it off, then asked, “Doesn’t Mom really like my sister-in-law? Why did you say she gave her the cold shoulder?”

He’s really protective of Qingqing now. If anyone else had spoken ill of his mother today, Fu Sishen would have exploded.

“I didn’t say that, I just felt that my mother’s complexion wasn’t very good at the time. I don’t know if it was because she hadn’t recovered yet, or if she was sick.”

Fu Sijin was just as protective of Qingqing as his younger brother. No matter how much he liked Yu Yu, he would never deliberately suspect Qingqing because of those two sentences.

There have been enough misunderstandings in the past, and he is unwilling to harbor any more dark thoughts towards his beloved family.

In fact, the fact that the two brothers were here was entirely by chance, and it was by no means a premeditated act of tailing.

After all, Qingqing’s invitation to Yu Yu was just a spur-of-the-moment decision, and they didn’t have the ability to foresee the future, so how could they possibly know this?

So it was quite a coincidence that the two of them would run into each other at the same restaurant.

They were there because Fu Sishen had specifically invited his brother out to ask for his help.

Unexpectedly, they ended up being the one eavesdropping.

“Mom has always loved us.”

This is Fu Sijin’s deepest feeling since his mother shrank.

Because of deep love, she cares, but she will never disregard principles and bottom lines because of her love for her children. Their mother is a truly kind and virtuous person.

Fu Sishen, who didn’t quite understand how the topic had shifted to whether their mother loved them: “…”

In his mind, hadn’t his mother always doted on them?

So, it turns out that my older brother used to think that Mom didn’t love him?

This question was difficult to ask, so Fu Sishen simply steered the conversation back on track: “Big brother, about what I just mentioned to you…”

Give me a straight answer, whether you’ll help or not.

Are you really sure about this?

Fu Sijin solemnly asked his younger brother, “Once you’ve made up your mind about something, I hope you can stick to it for the rest of your life and not go back on your word easily.”

“Of course, if it weren’t for this ‘forever’ commitment, why would I go to such lengths to ask you for this favor?”

Fu Sizhen spoke as if it were the most natural thing in the world; the carefree spirit he possessed was something Fu Sijin envied but lacked.

Sometimes he envied his younger brother. If he had a carefree personality like his brother and didn’t take things to heart, perhaps he wouldn’t have been troubled by mental illness all these years.

The two brothers then discussed the details of the matter for nearly an hour, until Qingqing, who had already gone home, couldn’t wait for her sons to come home and a phone call came, which temporarily stopped their conversation.

Let’s pack our things and go home together.

It’s Chinese New Year.

Even now, when the festive atmosphere of the New Year is fading, the streets are still decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, but there are few people around.

People are either at home with their families or busy preparing for the Lunar New Year.

This year’s Lunar New Year is quite special.

Instead of going directly to the Fu family’s old house to spend the New Year with their elders as they had done in previous years, they went to the Gu family’s house first.

Because Qingqing’s memories haven’t yet returned to the part about her wedding with Fu Heng, she’s not used to spending the New Year at the Fu family’s old house, even though she gets along quite well with her in-laws.

To take care of her, the two elders suggested that the younger generation celebrate the New Year on their own, while they invited a group of old friends to form a senior citizens’ travel group and go out for fun on New Year’s Eve.

So even if Qingqing and Fu Heng go back to the old house, there will be no one there.

This situation actually made things easier for them to make arrangements.

Fu Heng originally thought he could just stay at his own home and be done with it, until Qingqing came to his bed again one night, sneaking into his arms and whispering as if no one could hear her.

“I wish I could go home and spend the Lunar New Year with my younger brother.”

Gu Lan only has her as his sister left, but unfortunately she is already married and has children, so he spends every year alone, with the occasional help of the housekeeper from the ancestral home.

If we’re going to let him spend the New Year with Gu’s parents, it would be better to just kill him.

As the older sister, Qingqing certainly couldn’t bear to leave Gu Lan to spend the New Year alone, but she also knew that it was not a good idea to bring it up.

As long as she remains the mistress of the Fu family, she cannot utter such words.

Otherwise, people might think their marriage is falling apart and they’re getting a divorce.

Therefore, I can only regretfully bury it in my heart.

Qingqing busily prepared a bunch of New Year’s goods.

She certainly doesn’t have much experience herself, but there are plenty of experienced nannies in the house, so there’s no need for her to do everything.

Grandma Ding went back early; her children and grandchildren had returned to the village to spend the New Year with her, so she couldn’t be absent.

The other bodyguards and servants were also given a New Year’s holiday, so only the Fu family of four remained for the New Year.

In this huge villa, there were only four people left, making it a bit deserted.

What are you doing?

Qingqing, who woke up early in the morning and found Fu Heng and their sons moving things, looked at them with a puzzled expression.

In front of the house a seven-seater minivan was parked there, and its trunk was wide open. Boxes were being loaded onto it, making it look like they were moving house.

However, upon closer inspection, Qingqing realized that the things inside looked very familiar.Aren’t these all the New Year’s goods she bought?

A suspicion began to rise in her mind, but Qingqing dared not believe it.

It wasn’t until Fu Heng personally revealed the good news: “Go upstairs and change into something festive. We’re going to your parents’ house for the New Year this year.”

“Really? Are you kidding me?” Qingqing’s first reaction was disbelief, until she met Fu Heng’s deep and serious eyes and realized that he was not joking.

Unable to contain herself, Qingqing let out a loud cheer and rushed into Fu Heng’s arms like a cannonball, cradling his head and giving him a big kiss before quickly running upstairs to change her clothes.

She was so happy, it felt like she could fly.

Seeing his wife so happy, Fu Heng was also infected by her joy. A smile appeared on his serious and cold face, and he seemed much gentler.

Witnessing their parents’ public display of affection, the Fu brothers exchanged a glance, sighed inwardly, and then continued to work hard moving things.

Although I’m not single, I still got tortured by it.

Fu Heng had clearly planned today’s itinerary in advance.

He acted as the driver, Qingqing sat in the passenger seat, and their two sons sat in the back. The family traveled together, but instead of heading to Gujia, they took a longer route to another place.

Qingqing couldn’t help but ask in confusion, “Aren’t we going to go find my brother?”

We agreed to spend the New Year at her parents’ home, could he have changed his mind?

“Our family is missing one person.”

Fu Heng reminded the forgetful woman that she still had a precious darling left outside.

“Who?” Qingqing had just asked when she suddenly remembered and couldn’t help but be delighted: “Are we going to pick up Ranran?”

It wasn’t that she didn’t care about An Ran, but Qingqing subconsciously assumed that An Ran would spend the New Year at the An family home, so she didn’t include her in her calculations.

Now that Fu Heng has given her a slight reminder, she immediately remembered.

Not only Qingqing, but even Fu Sishen was amused.

“You need to pick up Ranran, Dad. Why didn’t you say so earlier? If you had, I would have gone to pick her up and brought her to our house this morning.”

We’ll all be family sooner or later anyway, so there’s no harm in getting closer.

Fu Sijin was the only one who seemed a little depressed.

He had just been showered with displays of affection by his parents, and now his younger brother had dumped a bowl of cold dog food on him. He was so pitiful.

But Fu Sijin knew in his heart that Yu Yu was not like An Ran. She still had her own beloved family, so it was impossible for her to abandon her family and come to spend the New Year with him.

Unless the two are already married and she becomes the daughter-in-law of the Fu family, there is still this possibility.

Suddenly he felt a strong urge to get married.

Unfortunately, the Civil Affairs Bureau was closed during the New Year Festival, so there was nothing he could do no matter how anxious he was.

We can only look forward to next year’s New Year.

Then the Fu family will no longer be a family of four, but a family of six or seven.

Yu Yu is pregnant with another one.

“Oh, right, Ah Jin,” Qingqing suddenly remembered something and reminded her eldest son.

“Remember to bring some things and visit Yu Yu’s house. Then see if you can talk to her parents about having a meal together as a family.”

It’s easy to discuss the children’s marriage arrangements.

The following sentence didn’t need to be explicitly stated; Fu Sijin naturally understood.

His frustration vanished instantly, leaving him only with joy.

He and Yu Yu couldn’t be together for the Lunar New Year this year, but their wedding should be on the agenda after the New Year, which is the truly joyous occasion.

He couldn’t help but start planning: who to invite on the wedding day, which company to order the wedding favors from, and what kind of wedding dress to choose…

He kept thinking about things in a different direction, so much so that he didn’t even notice when An Ran was picked up and put into the car.

Fortunately, Fu Sijin usually has a serious face, just like his father. To put it nicely, he’s stern; to put it bluntly, he’s expressionless.

So even if his heart is in turmoil and he has no peace for a moment, it is still difficult for others to see his inner thoughts on the surface.

At least in the face of that cold face, An Ran greeted him politely but dared not speak to him again, focusing only on dealing with Fu Sishen and Qingqing.

Qingqing, with the air of an elder, inquired about Anran’s studies and life, and at the end, added, “Do you have enough money for the new semester? If not, I’ll transfer you some more.”

“No need, Aunt Qing, I have money…” Before she could finish her refusal, her phone received a remittance message.

[Bank XX: Notification of remittance arrival, amount: 1,000,000 yuan, account balance: … yuan.]

Suddenly, an extra million appeared. An Ran couldn’t help but sigh helplessly, “Aunt Qing.”

“This is my New Year’s money for you, don’t think about refusing it or giving it back to me.” After saying that, Qingqing was still not reassured and added another sentence.

“Take the money and spend it. Girls should treat themselves well. Clothes, skincare products, cosmetics, and so on all cost money. Just take it. My daughter, Gu Qingqing’s daughter, can’t live too shabbily!”

She was fed up with the restriction on her allowance and didn’t want to wrong the girl she treated like her own daughter.

Seeing An Ran hesitate and want to speak,

Before anyone could finish speaking, Fu Sishen suddenly jumped out, shouting with a dissatisfied look, “Mom, that’s not fair!”

“What’s wrong?” What’s this brat up to?

“Why does Ranran get a red envelope while we don’t? You’re being unfair!”

If Qingqing turned around, she would definitely see two words on her youngest son’s face: childish.

“How old are you? You’re not incapable of earning money yourself. Why are you asking for red envelopes? Have you no shame?”

That’s what they said, but Fu Sishen and Fu Sijin still received transfer notifications on their phones.

Qingqing sent each of them a red envelope containing 10,000 yuan, and Fu Sijin received two of them.

“I can’t show favoritism to one over the other. The other one is the New Year’s money for Yu Yu. Please remember to pass it on to her for me.”

“Okay.” Without mentioning that the money given to An Ran was different, Fu Sijin casually transferred the red envelope to Yu Yu.