Their Lucky Star Was Transmigrated!

Mr. Xu's mood is very uneasy.

Although he was expressionless on his face, his clenched hands fully exposed the unrest in his heart.

Old Mrs. Xu sat next to Mr. Xu. As the person on the pillow, she was the person who knew Mr. Xu best. Seeing the nervousness of the man in charge, she just patted the back of Mr. Xu’s clenched fist and threw it over. A relieved look.

Couples for many years, many times, many things, only need a look, a movement, can let each other understand their thoughts.

Mrs. Xu's consciousness is very simple, that is, she is there no matter what.

Old man Xu smiled reluctantly.

After all, this was the third meeting between him and his uncle, but if it were really discussed, this was the first official meeting between the two.

In the previous meeting, the first time he refused to give an order, his little uncle was carried away with a soft ride, and after some impassioned words, he was carried away in a frustrated manner.

The second time was not long ago, in his restaurant. He probably, should, perhaps might have annoyed his little uncle too much.

Mr. Xu guessed that his words would make him popular, but he didn't expect that Zhao Bingzhen would vomit blood after listening to his words.

However, even if he knew it, Mr. Xu would still do the same.

His perception of the Zhao family has never been better.

Even if his little uncle took out an unknown amount of gold and silver to help the victims this time, Father Xu still didn't want to see him or the Zhao family.

...

Finally, the door was pushed open.

Zhao Bingzhen was in front and Zhao Rui was behind. The two of them walked into the room one after another.

"This is my little granddaughter, right?"

Zhao Bingzhen, who entered the door, ignored Mr. Xu's nephew, but smiled and looked at Fubao, who was held by Mrs. Xu.

Old Mrs. Xu got up, first saluted Zhao Bingzhen, said "Little Uncle", and then handed Fu Bao to Father Xu's hand.

Only then did Mr. Xu get up reluctantly, holding Fubao to Zhao Bingxi's.

Fu Bao's eyes widened and stared at this little uncle.

He looks pretty, when he was young, he should be a handsome man.

The smile is also very kind, and he doesn't look like a bad person.

However, bad guys never have the word bad written on their faces.

"These eyes are really similar!"

Zhao Bingzhen looked at Fubao, his eyes blurred.

Because Fubao's eyes are really like her grandmother who died young. They are all extremely beautiful Danfeng eyes. In this respect, it is not like Mr. Xu and Mrs. Xu.

In fact, the Zhao family basically have a pair of pill and phoenix eyes.

Such as Zhao Bingzhen, the same is true.

After listening to Zhao Bingzhen's evaluation, Fu Bao flew decisively and rolled his eyes. She is Dan Fengyan, and Zhao Bingzhen is also Dan Fengyan. According to his father, her grandmother is also Dan Fengyan.

They are all Danfeng eyes, which are naturally very similar.

This little uncle, I am afraid that there is something wrong with his head?

As Fu Bao thought about it, the look in his eyes became more pitiful.

In fact, Fubao can already figure out the grudge between his father and the Zhao family.

Speaking of this, Fu Bao looked at it as a bystander and always felt that his father was angering him.

In the whole thing, the most hateful in her view were the two of them.

The first is the old lady in Xu Mansion, and the second is her grandfather who has never met.

One is an old feudal head, a very unreasonable old woman.

The other is a self-centered scumbag.

As for the grandmother's natal family, it was actually quite wrong.

Of course, Fubao didn't think that the Zhao family was also completely innocent. However, the grandmother's old father is a feudal patriarch who takes the overall situation into consideration.

He considers the problem not from the affair of his children, but from the rise and fall of a family.

Is this wrong?

From his perspective, he was right.

But in terms of human nature and emotions, a father did not show up when his daughter needed shelter most, and even acted as an accomplice to some extent.

For the entire Zhao family, he did a lot.

But for his children, he is not a qualified father.

But from the heart, Fu Bao felt that the grandmother's father, the old man of the Zhao family, must also be heartbroken.

The girl who has been spoiled since childhood can only watch her beautiful life gradually come to an end, but he, the father, can't do anything.

That kind of heartache is definitely heartbreaking.

"Why is the little girl frowning?"

"You can't learn from your grandmother, in the future, your eyes must be polished!"

"If Fugui Hou has nothing to say, then don't say it!"

When Zhao Bingzhen talked about his mother-in-law, Mr. Xu's expression suddenly changed, and he no longer let Zhao Bingzhen look at Fubao, and he turned around and sent Fubao back to his wife's hands.

"Xu Huaiyi!"

"Does my elder sister teach you to talk to elders like this?"

Zhao Bingzhen, who was stunned by Mr. Xu, became directly angry, and decisively took the posture of his elders, and prepared to teach Mr. Xu profoundly.

Unfortunately, Father Xu didn't drag him at all.

"Fugui Hou joked!"

Elder Xu said lightly, "Here, my mother has died young and my father is missing. There are no elders in this world."

"Not bad, I have a big temper!"

Zhao Bingzhen smiled, turned and walked to the next seat, and took a seat directly.

Then, he looked at Mr. Xu, spoke lightly, and said: "Xiaoyilang, the eldest sister Benhou has left something, and it is clear that he will give it to her granddaughter."

"Oh, what a pity, the eldest sister Benhou seems to have no granddaughter!"

"Zhao Bingzhen!"

Mr. Xu exploded directly and stared at Mr. Zhao Er.

"Why? Does Takayoshi have anything to say?"

Master Zhao Er sat firmly in the chair, looking at Master Xu provocatively.

Mr. Xu took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, enduring very hard.

Fu Bao was held in his arms by his own mother. Although he couldn't see the expressions of his father and her little uncle, he could still guess what he was doing now.

However, Fubao knew that his father was obviously going to lose in this battle.

As for why you lose?

Because he has obsessions.

In her father's heart, her grandmother's position is very important.

And her little uncle obviously pinched the seven inches of his father.

Sure enough, after a while, Fu Bao heard the expected words.

"Xu Huaiyi met my uncle!"

"Haha, this is right!"

Zhao Bingzhen couldn't help laughing very forward, "You were a good boy when you were a kid, unlike now, the more you grow up, the more ugly you are, and you are not good at all!"

Fu Bao shrank in his mother's arms and almost laughed.

Is her father ugly?

The answer is naturally no.

However, Fubao guessed that her father should look a lot like his grandfather, or very much like the Xu family.

In the eyes of her little uncle, this is ugly!