Sick, he's the best

Chapter 147
Fu Shennian said in a cold voice: "Next time you buy bags, save money!!"

Fu Shenyan's pupils were shocked! !
This is his brother?
Fu Shenyan said with an aggrieved look on his face: "A bag of two yuan, there is also a bag of one yuan, but... five yuan tastes right."

He has already said that he is so pitiful, his brother should soften his heart, right?

Fu Shennian raised his eyebrows disapprovingly: "Then why don't you buy steamed buns? It's cheaper."

Fu Shenyan's eyes widened.

"Eat two for a meal, just drink some tap water, and keep full."

Fu Shenyan was about to cry.

The plot shouldn't go like this!
How could his brother do this?

Fu Shennian thought about it carefully, and said to Fu Shenyan seriously, "Next time you buy steamed buns directly, I will give you [-] living expenses a year, um, there should be more."

Fu Shenyan began to cry gradually: "Brother, don't!"

"I'm going to die!"

Fu Shennian directly raised his hand and slapped his paw off, with a look of disgust on his face, his eyes were gloomy and sullen: "You can still use the extra money to gamble."

Fu Shenyan really cried this time, and hugged his brother's thigh and howled, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo up ."

Fu Shenyan looked at his brother with tears in his eyes, and burst into tears: "I will really starve to death, your own brother, the only one, will not be able to survive!"

Fu Shennian was still indifferent, he curled his lips and sneered: "If you save a little more, you can buy dried noodles."

Fu Shenyan burst into tears, he choked up, and said pitifully, "I'm lazy to cook."

He tugged at his brother's sleeve with his little hand: "Brother, take a closer look, I'm your own brother."

"Blood is thicker than water!"

Fu Shennian smiled playfully: "Cook?"

"Then you have to buy an electric cooker, or an induction cooker. You need a pot, a bowl, oil, salt, water and electricity."

Fu Shennian looked gloomyly at the crying little crying bun, without the slightest sympathy in his eyes, he said coldly: "Then you buy two steamed buns every day, just make do with it."

Fu Shenyan's grief was like a river, and he asked his brother cautiously: "Brother... Is our family really bankrupt?"

Fu Shennian said lightly: "Almost."

Fu Shenyan just sat on the ground and started to cry and make a fuss. He cried sadly: "Wow..."

"I don't want it, I'm not alive!"

Tears in his red eyes blurred his vision, and he cried, "I'll just hang myself!"

He sobbed for a while, his eyes were rosy: "You don't have a brother anymore."

Unexpectedly, Fu Shennian's expression was cold, but it didn't change at all.

Fu Shennian raised his legs and walked outside, not forgetting to tell the Jiang family: "Give him a rope, and when he loses breath, send it directly to the Fu family."

Fu Shenyan's crying stopped abruptly, teardrops were hanging on his eyelashes, wet and pitiful, his beautiful big eyes were red, as if he had been bullied miserably.

Everyone in the Jiang family felt sorry for the young master.

Seeing his cold brother really ignoring him, Little Crying Bag wiped his little hand and stood up proudly.

The servants of the Jiang family quite liked this young master of the Fu family. At first they only knew that he was beautiful, like a porcelain doll. I like it even more.

Who knew, he was actually the second young master of the Fu family!The younger brother of the Patriarch of the Fu family!
They just can't stop liking adding a layer.

Although the Jiang family was not at odds with the Fu family, they really liked Fu Shenyan.

To the Jiang family, this second young master is like a little gray from Langcun, who has established a revolutionary friendship with them in Yangcun.

Although he is the second young master of the Fu family, he is well liked by everyone in the Jiang family.

After Fu Shennian left, the Jiang family rushed forward, and said with concern: "Second Young Master, if you really have no money, we can give you three thousand per person. Although it is not much, you don't need to eat instant noodles."

They all know that their Patriarch bought the Fu family, and I'm afraid that the life of the Fu family will not be easy.

The patriarch asked them to respect the patriarch of the Fu family as aunt, which was scary enough, but fortunately, they accepted it quickly.

All the members of the Jiang family agreed that their patriarch had taken a fancy to Patriarch Fu's beauty, and had other thoughts, so he brought down the Fu family, captured Patriarch Fu, and made him Mrs. Yazhai.

Hey.

Male beauty is a disaster!
As long as Patriarch Fu is ugly, don't be so evil, their Patriarch will have no other intentions.

The second son is also poor.

They would also be robbed to wash clothes, cook, and mop the floor for cleaning.

Such a delicate and beautiful second young master is really protective.

Although they couldn't object to the Patriarch's opinion, they helped Second Young Master Fu whenever they could.

The second young master is small and cute, and he is very much loved by the Jiang family.

A few members of the Jiang family surrounded Fu Shenyan and said with care and love: "Second Young Master, don't dislike him, our little money is not much."

Fu Shenyan wiped away tears, looked at them with big beautiful eyes, so cute, so kawaii!So cute!
With such a beautiful, cute and soft brother, if it was my own, I would give him as much as I want!
Fu Shenyan snorted, "I don't want your money."

He didn't have as much money as him, and he still had to give him money, hum, he didn't tell them.

"Second young master, do you dislike us?"

Fu Shenyan rubbed the little curly hair, and blinked his big moist eyes: "Don't worry, if you are starving to death, I won't starve to death."

Little crying bag still has a little conscience, he snorted and said, "You don't have much money, and you still have to give it to the young master, aren't you stupid?"

His little uncle patted his chest: "I am a young master, taking your wages as a worker, isn't that insulting my brother!!"

"Forehead……"

Their eyes were sympathetic, and they murmured cautiously, "But my lord, it seems... I don't have any money..."

Their patriarchs have all gone to earn money to support the family, and the uncle only woke up now after sleeping.

This is... only in charge of being beautiful and flowery?

Although I don't want to admit it, my uncle has indeed become a pauper and has to be taken care of by their patriarch.

They all suspected that Patriarch Fu faked his death. In fact, it was his own patriarch's conspiracy. Everything... was because of beauty.

"That's right, it's all with our Patriarch."

"Uncle is poor."

Fu Shenyan's eyes suddenly became foggy, and his tears were about to fall.

Someone saw it and hurriedly interrupted their words.

"Oh, what are you talking about?"

"Our patriarch's money is my aunt's money!! One family does not speak two different languages!"

"But"

"No but!!"

The man hurriedly pulled the speaker aside: "Although my uncle is poor and has to be supported by our master, don't you see that the second young master is about to cry?"

The man saw tears in those big cute eyes, and he was terrified: "Ah, Second Young Master, it's okay, my uncle is very rich!"

(End of this chapter)