The county magistrate changed his career to selling private vegetables and sold them out

At the same moment, Fu Li released the carrier pigeon in his hand, and said to An Yi: "The old Patriarch is here!"

He glanced at Fu Li secretly, and walked out expressionlessly.

Fu Li followed closely behind, breaking into a cold sweat for himself.

If the eldest son knew that he was the one who tipped off the mountain, he wondered if he would be driven away.

Fu Qiyuan looked at the old man in front of him, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching.

Dressing up like an old farmer is fine, it's too casual to be careless and disregarding the image. Also, in this cold weather, you don't even wear a cotton jacket. Is the life on the mountain so miserable?
The old man dressed as a farmer was also secretly looking at Fu Qiyuan.

It's from the Fu family, and has the temperament of the Fu family, but it's too beautiful to be manly enough.But there are also advantages, the son born is like a fairy boy, a likable thief!

Overall, he is better than his father!Too strong!
Fu Qiyuan took a deep breath, led Jiang Huai to the old Patriarch Fu, clasped his fists in both hands, and bowed deeply, "Fu Yan, my unfilial grandson, has met my grandfather."

Patriarch Fu supported his arm with one hand, pinched his shoulder and neck with the other, and smiled with deep crow's feet.

"Good boy, as expected of my Fu family's seed, how did you find out?"

Fu Qiyuan looked at the sky speechlessly, and after a while, he said quietly: "Have you never looked in the mirror? Do you still remember what that unfilial son of yours looks like?"

Patriarch Fu choked, touched his old face, and said with a chuckle: "Your old man has not inherited any other advantages except that his face looks like mine! You are suitable for martial arts, it's a pity...!"

Fu Qiyuan rubbed his pinched shoulder, frowned and said: "My grandson is not suitable for martial arts, but my second brother is quite talented. Would you like to go to Beijing to see?"

Patriarch Fu rolled his eyes in disgust, picked up Jiang Huai with one hand and weighed it, and said: "The heir of the Fu family is here, no one can take it away!"

Fu Qiyuan let out a "huh", "What you say doesn't count, and what your grandson says doesn't count. Only what Huai'er's mother says counts."

Patriarch Fu Qi narrowed his energetic eyes, and said in a low voice: "That girl, you haven't..."

"Mother!" Jiang Huai shouted abruptly, the old Patriarch Fu swallowed the words on his lips, and quietly turned his head to look at his future granddaughter-in-law.

Jiang Shan lazily came down from upstairs, and when he saw Jiang Huai, he wondered, "Why are you still here? Your master didn't come to pick you up?"

Said Cao Cao, Cao Cao.

An Yi brought Fu Li in through the door, walked up to the old Patriarch Fu, clasped his fists and said, "I've seen the old Patriarch."

Fu Li followed suit.

Jiang Shan came forward in surprise, blessed Fushen, and said: "I don't know that Mr. Fu is here, so please forgive me for being negligent."

Patriarch Fu waved his hand and said with a smile: "You don't have to be so rude, just call me Grandpa!"

Jiang Shan yelled out Grandpa Fu.

Old Patriarch Fu struck while the iron was hot and made Jiang Huai call him grandpa.

The old man is amazing!

Fu Qiyuan looked at Patriarch Fu, with a look of deep thought in his eyes.

No matter what the reasons are, Jiang Shan is extremely enthusiastic about the old head of the Fu family.The old man wanted to stay in Yuzhou for a longer period of time, Jiang Shan took the initiative to invite him and reserved a guest room in the Jiang residence for him.

The task of taking Jianghuai to Zhushe every day now belongs to the old Patriarch Fu, and Fu Qiyuan has become a guest star.

Slowly, Jiang Shan discovered something unusual.

On this rest day, she heard the old man telling Jiang Huai a story in the yard again.

Listen, listen, she called Fu Qiyuan over, and the family of three listened together.

It's fine for the old man to tell Jiang Huai about the deeds of the Jianghu, but why should he know about the sect struggles in the Jianghu and the conflicts and disputes of "Jianghu is a matter of Jianghu"?
"Why do I feel that the old man of your family is playing Jianghuai's idea? He doesn't mean to abduct my son to the mountain, does he? Does he know that Jianghuai is not your own son?"

Jiang Shan thinks so. The old man may regard Jiang Huai as Fu Qiyuan's own son, so he spares no effort to teach him various skills, and wants to abduct her son. She can understand this feeling to some extent.

But if he knew Jianghuai's true identity...

Fu Qiyuan looked at Jiangshan with a complicated expression, and felt more and more that if this white lie wanted to be rounded up, the process might be very bumpy, and the result...he couldn't imagine it.

In desperation, he took Jiang Shan's hand and said, "Shan'er, let's get married!"

Jiang Shan turned his head to look at Fu Qiyuan, met his deep eyes, thought about it seriously, and said: "Maybe wait for me for another year? I want to open a branch in Shangjing. When you propose to me again, I should Will not refuse."

Fu Qiyuan's mind was shaken, his black eyes were as bright as stars filled the sky, and he even had shortness of breath.

Such a Fu Qiyuan, it's hard not to let Jiangshan fall in love.

She hooked his palm, and before Fu Qiyuan could react, she grabbed his neck and tiptoed to kiss his lips.

Fu Qiyuan's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and when he wanted to continue and deepen the kiss, his leg sank suddenly.

Looking down, Jiang Huai hugged Fu Qiyuan's leg, raised his face and smiled, "Daddy, Huai'er wants to kiss too!"

Jiang Shan instinctively looked at the old Patriarch Fu who was not far away. The old man turned around knowingly, but his shoulders were still shaking.

Pretty blushed, Jiang Shan turned and walked into the house.

Fu Qiyuan kicked the pendant on the leg with a dark face, "Go and play with your great-grandpa, father and mother don't have time to play with you now!"

Jiang Huai slowly crawled into Fu Qiyuan's arms, holding his neck crookedly and not letting go.

Fu Qiyuan lifted him up with great effort, and said helplessly: "Father still has to go to the government office, otherwise you will ask Grandpa to take you to ride a horse?"

Jiang Huai's eyes glowed, his little butt pouted, he slid off Fu Qiyuan's body, turned around and threw himself into the arms of old Patriarch Fu.

"Master, ride a horse!"

He likes this!extremely like!

After dismissing the light bulb, Fu Qiyuan Shi Shi ran to the inner room, thinking that today he could finally talk about love with Shan'er.

Patriarch Fu rode a horse and led Jiang Huai and Fu Li straight to Wuxia Mountain Villa outside the city, followed by a carriage, inside the carriage were the old and small of the bamboo house, and An Yi was driving the carriage.

Wuxia Villa is a famous tourist attraction in Yuzhou. The owner of the villa likes to travel and has met many people from the Jianghu.The bamboo house is old and young, if no one follows, maybe something will happen.

As soon as the carriage arrived at the foot of the mountain, the plum grove was already in sight. As far as the eye could see, the hillside was full of blooming winter plums.

After Mr. Xunmei got off the carriage with the help of Sanlang and Xiaoqi, he quickly ordered a few boys to go to the mountain to find a place to put tables, chairs and tea sets.

"Shitou, take Xiaosi up first, and find a flat place! Xiaosan and Xiaowu, bring the tea set, and bring more tea and snacks! Don't miss the four treasures of the study! Sanlang, Xiaoqi, help the old man, hurry up and follow go up!"

Mr. Xunmei is already old, and at this moment, his enthusiasm is unprecedentedly high, and his face is full of red light.