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Chapter 452 Fu Poor (13 more)
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Fu Shiyu, who was driving, glanced over, was amused, and said, "What I mean is, your grandfather is just a small official, and it is impossible to have a big house. This is not as good as that of yours who has made great achievements in the field of physics." Grandma is very lucky to be able to share the old villa of B University."

The more Tang Xi En listened to it, the more he felt uncomfortable. He twisted his thigh, gritted his teeth and asked, "Why? I hear you seem to look down on our family?"

Fu Shiyu's expression changed when she twisted her face. He groaned, holding the steering wheel with one hand, and patted her thigh with the other: "How can it be? I'm just telling the truth..."

Tang Xi'en withdrew his hand, but shook his head.

It's really funny to think about it. The Teng family with a political background looked down on the Fu family who were in business, and the Fu family thought that the Teng family were all poor peasants in the final analysis.

She originally thought that Fu Shiyu was different from those snobs of the Fu family, but now it seems that some things are still the same.

But she will not be troubled by it, after all, no one is perfect, Fu Shiyu's feelings for her are pure, and how he views the history of the Teng family is his business.

Back then, when he went back to Xuancheng and Ruanjia Village with her, he didn't say anything, knowing that she came from such a poor place and had a vampire-like family, he didn't dislike her.

Thinking about it this way, maybe his disdain for the Teng family is just a kind of useless resistance based on the Teng family's disdain for the Fu family because of self-esteem and family honor?

Now that he figured it out, Tang Xi'en stopped worrying about Fu Shiyu's venomous tongue just now.
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Teng Zhongqian's Audi finally turned into the villa area behind the old campus of B University.

Fu Shiyu was quite proud: "Am I right? I'm afraid I know the history of the Teng family better than you."

Tang Xi'en patted his thigh: "You are such a dick!"

Fu Shiyu laughed: "Isn't this the neighbor's thing? I heard my grandfather mention it before, and I didn't care about it at first. Later, I found out that you are Lao Teng's daughter. I don't have to care about it. After all , it’s all about caring about you! It’s the same as your saying “Beating is pain, scolding is love”!”

Tang Xien was speechless.

She felt that Fu Shiyu's mouth was sometimes very powerful, and that Lao Ai was poor with her, and most of the time she might not be able to speak to him.

She was very angry, and said to herself: "Although I have heard that the elders of City B are very good at fighting, but I am also very helpless to find that my man is also like this. Obviously Lao Teng and your father are not like this, you Why is the mouth so damaged?"

She said that, but Fu Shiyu seemed quite proud?
Probably the words "my man" stuck to him.

He grinned and said, "Nonsense! Do you think our young talents in City B can be so warm to anyone? We are just like this to our own female talents, understand? When you go back to Lao Teng and your mother, pay more attention. , I feel that he and Auntie are quite capable..."

Having said that, the two of them fell silent in a tacit understanding.

Seeing Tang Xi'en's mood go down, Fu Shiyu wanted to slap himself so hard right now, why did he bring this up.

He quickly changed the subject: "I'm in a hurry today, and I didn't think of what gift to prepare for your dad. I can only get him a calligraphy and painting from my grandfather. It should be okay?"

"What calligraphy and painting?"

"Qi Baishi's "Longevity Picture" is very suitable for the occasion, isn't it?"

Although Tang Xi'en has never dabbled in the field of traditional Chinese painting, he also knows the value of Master Qi Baishi's authentic works.

She was embarrassed for a while, and then said: "Why send this? Lao Teng can't hang it at home. If someone sees it, those who don't know will think he is corrupt."

"Corrupt ass!" Fu Shiyu was a little troubled, ""Longevity Picture" was bought by me from Sotheby's Hong Kong auction house in 15 years and given to my grandfather. The invoices are all there. Who dares to say that Lao Teng is corrupt? , I was the first to show the invoice. What? As a son-in-law, why don’t I give some calligraphy and paintings to my father-in-law? Where are there so many gossips?”

Tang Xien could see that he was emotional.

That's right, the last time she said she wanted to send a watch, she blocked it.This time it was Lao Teng's birthday, he estimated that it took a lot of effort to get the paintings from the old house, but he still thought of the "Longevity Picture" to send to the occasion. Praising and thanking, on the contrary, aroused her entanglement, and it was indeed easy to get emotional.

Tang Xi'en also understood Fu Shiyu's desire to show off in front of Teng Zhongqian, and she felt a little guilty about saying that about him just now.

She touched his arm flatteringly, thinking that he was ignoring her, but she didn't expect him to be so quick that he freed his right hand that was holding the steering wheel in a second, took her hand, and put it on her face Rubbed a few times.

Tang Xi'en looked at his handsome and resolute but tense side face, and just about to explain, he heard him say: "I'll just listen to what you just said. I will definitely give you "The Picture of Longevity". As for how to deal with it, Mr. Teng himself has no idea? Is he the kind of person who can make people gossip? Don't worry about it all day long."

This person is quite capable of self-healing.

Tang Xi'en chuckled, pinched his face with his hands, and said with a smile: "I know! Then I won't stop you, you can give it to him yourself."

Fu Shiyu grabbed her hand and kissed it on his lips: "That's good!"
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The car passed by the old campus of University B and entered the old villa area behind.

The houses here seem to have a longer history than Teng Zhongqian's, but they are very smokey.

Gray-white stone walls, rusty green iron doors, blue-gray steps at the door, green plants such as happiness trees can be seen everywhere, and brown vines are also covered on the walls. Some villas have rattan swings at the door. flower stand.

Tang Xi'en thought, the summer here must be cool and poetic.The environment in which intellectuals live is just different.

Audi stopped in front of an independent villa surrounded by big trees in the middle of the villa area. Fu Shiyu also moved the car over, turned off the engine, and got out of the car.He took out a black long flat nylon bag from the trunk and carried it on his shoulder. Tang Xi'en knew that it contained the expensive authentic Qi Baishi.

She took Fu Shiyu's arm and followed Teng Zhongqian into the villa, across the courtyard, and into the main house.

Teng Zhongqian called "Mother", and the nanny in an apron trotted out from behind the living room, and said enthusiastically, "President Teng, are you here? Professor Liang is in the study, I'll call her out."

"No, let her work." After Teng Zhongqian finished speaking, he turned to introduce to the nanny, "This is the eldest lady, and this is her fiancé, Mr. Fu."

The nanny greeted Tang Xi'en and Fu Shiyu, and said with a smile, "I heard from Professor Liang, please sit down."

Teng Zhongqian signaled her to go to work first, while he sat down to make tea with his daughter and son-in-law.

Fu Shiyu handed over the framed calligraphy and painting at the right time: "Uncle Teng, I wish you a happy birthday, good health, and a long life!"

He didn't talk about those empty-headed ones, and in a few simple words, he said that he wished to borrow another 500 years from the sky, and Teng Zhongqian went to his heart.

Teng Zhongqian was very happy, took the painting, and casually looked down to see the inscription on it, and his eyes narrowed immediately.

He carefully took the painting away, looked at the calligraphy and painting as a whole, admired it for a while, then took it closer, carefully studied the inscription of the calligraphy and painting, studied and pondered over and over again, and looked up at Fu Shiyu again, it was already half an hour later .

(End of this chapter)