Chen Fu has always been comfortable in clothes, and prefers a fresh and cute style. She is a little dazed when she sees this kind of thing.

"How is it, I have a good vision?" Yueyue came over and touched her chin and said, "No, I have to think about it carefully and introduce you to what kind of boyfriend."

Chen Fu was so amused that she felt a little sad in her heart, but she turned her head to the shopping guide and said, "Pack it up for me."

After shopping, I got home at about nine o'clock.

When Chen's mother saw her come back with a big bag and a small bag, she asked, "What did you buy?"

Chen Fu was so tired that she threw the thing down and slumped onto the sofa without any image, and replied concisely: "Clothes."

Chen's mother glanced at the brands, and unexpectedly, her daughter bought her own skirt this time. She became a little interested and urged: "Switch it to me and take a look."

"Mom." Chen Fu didn't want to open her eyes, "I'm tired."

"Fujian." Chen's mother complained, flipping through several bags, and said with relief: "That's right. Girls of your age should dress up well, go out for shopping and travel when you have time, and date a boy they like on weekends."

"Mom." Chen Fu interrupted her, "Where did you come from the boy you like?"

"There will always be." Chen's mother said, "It's not that important to say whether you like it or not. When you are young, you will know more and don't try it out how to know what is suitable for you. Time passes in a flash, and it doesn't matter now. If you get married in the future, you will regret it."

Chen Fu smiled and said, "Do you regret marrying my dad?"

Chen's mother glanced at her, "I regret it so much."

After Chen's mother finished speaking, she went out, and Chen Fu showed up in front of the mirror. It seemed that she really grew up all of a sudden.

Time is a torrent that cannot be controlled by no means. It carries young life forward, and mortals are powerless to resist.

Chen Fu shook her head, shook off the sudden sadness, and shouted to the study: "Dad, my mom said she regrets marrying you."

After saying that, before he could settle the score, he jumped up and rushed back to the room, slumped onto the bed.

The cell phone vibrates, and there is a phone.

Chen Fu stared at the ceiling for three seconds, turned over to touch her phone, and the caller ID was her cousin's wife.

Chen Fu slid and answered: "Hey, Sister Tongtong."

My cousin's wife has always understood her very well and smiled and said, "Girl Fu, are you writing articles recently?"

"I haven't been out shopping today." Chen Fu rolled on the bed, his voice depressed: "Tired."

Yu Tong smiled and said, "I heard that your brother has gone to work recently?"

"We're going to the studio on Monday," Chen Fu said, "we don't usually take a shift."

"Will you have time tomorrow? Go back to the old alley. My friend sent two boxes of Yangcheng Lake hairy crabs and kept them for dinner at night."

Chen Fu likes to eat crabs and seafood very much, and she responds quickly.

It snowed that night for the first time. When I woke up in the morning, it was white outside. It was only 8 o'clock.

Chen Fu was so scared that it was rare for him to get up so early, and Chen’s mother was shocked: “You want to go out?”

Chen Fu brushed her teeth and was vague: "My cousin called me to eat crabs, and asked me to ask if you have time."

"I made an appointment today." Shen's mother dressed up, took the car keys, and told her before going out: "Crabs are cold in nature, so you have a bad stomach and eat less."

Before Chen Fu responded, the door slammed and closed.

Chen Fu walked to the kitchen to find some bread to cushion her belly, and went to the study to print the script while eating.

Compared to computers or iPads, when modifying scripts, she prefers to write and draw on paper with a pen and make some annotations.

Seeing that the time was almost the same, Chen Fu packed up her things and went out.

The snow has not stopped yet, and the alley is very quiet. The soles of the shoes are creaking and creaking, making a "creaking, creaking" sound. The roof and yard walls are covered with white snow like a blanket. Looking around, the white area is covered with white.

Chen Fu wore a large white cotton jacket that suited her condition today, a red knitted hat on her head and a red scarf. These were bought at Christmas last year. Later, she threw them into the closet and forgot to clean them. She found them today.

She walked slowly, and from time to time she grabbed two handfuls of snow and played with her hands.

When I walked along, a lengthened Maybach was parked at the door. There was a man who looked like a driver in a suit and opened the back seat respectfully.

Jiang Yuxing was still making a phone call when he got out of the car. His eyebrows and eyes, similar to Jiang Shutong, exuded the wisdom accumulated over the years and the majesty of those who have been in high positions for a long time.

Chen Fu, whom he recognized first, put away his cell phone and smiled, "Girl Fu, she's so tall."

Chen Fu approached, a little surprised: "Uncle Jiang?"

Jiang Yuxing nodded, "Come to my grandma's house to have fun?"

"Yes, my cousin and the others are here too." Chen Fu said as she glanced at the Cheng family's gate, without stopping for a long time: "Then I'll leave Uncle Jiang first."

Jiang Yuxing is the son-in-law of the Cheng family, but it was only once.

Jiang Shutong's mother is Cheng Qingyun. As her name is, she is a talented woman. She is proficient in raising music, chess, calligraphy and painting. When she was young, she pursued countless suitors, but in the end she married Jiang Yuxing, who was still a bank employee at the time.

Cheng Qingyun is a gentle person. She just wants to have a stable life, eat three meals and four seasons, and live a long and steady flow.

But Jiang Yuxing is an ambitious man. In order for his wife and children to live a better life, he chose to start a business.

Of course, Cheng Qingyun disagreed. She couldn't stand the endless social engagements and a messy life, so she took her son back to her parents' home.

At the beginning, such a separation life eased the marriage. The days were calm for several years, and the turning point occurred when Jiang Shutong was in her teens.

Grandpa Cheng suddenly suffered a cerebral hemorrhage. It was night and it was snowing heavily. In that era, transportation was inconvenient. Cheng Qingyun tried her best to call her husband, but pedestrians in Jiangyu missed the best rescue time at the dinner.

No one knows whether Grandpa Cheng could survive that level if Jiangyuxing arrived in time, but there is no such thing.

Grandpa Cheng's death became the last straw that crushed the marriage. Cheng Qingyun insisted on divorce and even went to court.

Over the years, Jiang Yuxing has been trying to repair this marriage. Even Grandma Cheng advised her daughter to try again, but Cheng Qingyun just stuck her neck and refused to nod.

Chen Fu thought while walking, and before she knew it, she arrived at the door.

Grandma was sweeping the snow in the yard and shouting from afar when she saw her.

Chen Fu jumped over, "Where are cousins ​​and the others?"

"Where is the kitchen, run slowly." Grandma was afraid that she would fall.

Chen Fu walked out for a while and turned back, thinking, "Grandma, I just saw Uncle Jiang."

Grandma didn’t look surprised, “Today’s day when your Grandpa Cheng died.”

He said that, "That child Qingyun is the same. This time he ran to Yunnan and only came back last night."

Cheng Qingyun has been traveling all over the years. At first, she just didn't want to visit Jiangyu, but later she really enjoyed it. She never came back several times a year.

Chen Fu suddenly realized that she didn't know if Jiang Shu was together today.

In the kitchen, my cousin and sister-in-law were busy. Chen Fu tried to help her, but Tan Yu waved her hands and rushed out: "Don't make trouble, one is enough, another one is here."

Chen Fu automatically understood this as: Don’t disturb our kitchen two-person world.

She retreated consciously, and when she arrived outside the door, she heard her cousin's majestic voice: "I'm causing trouble? Did you just say I'm causing trouble?"

Then my cousin begged for mercy with laughter and cry: "No. Not...be gentle."

Chen Fu couldn't help laughing. She met her cousin and sister-in-law since childhood, and she was so fucked that she couldn't stand it. She probably only had childhood sweethearts to have such a good relationship.

She took out the script from her bag, moved a small bench and sat at the door of the east wing, bit her pen and thought for a while, and buried her head in writing.

There will be no wind at this time, and snowflakes will slowly fall from the low eaves, and the world will be clean.

The girl sat obediently in the corridor, her white clothes melted into the snow curtain, her black hair drooped softly on her shoulders, she tilted her head and wrote and stopped. She wore a red hat on her head, and looked like a fragile snow doll from a distance.

Jiang Shutong paused for two seconds a few meters away before walking over. The little girl was so immersed in her mind that she didn't notice it at all.

He stared at the tip of the hat for a while, bent down slightly, and reached out to pull away the stack of A4 paper from Chen Fu's knee.

Chen Fu looked up blankly, and after seeing the person clearly, she subconsciously snatched it.

Jiang Shu looked down on his lower body and raised his hand over his head.

Chen Fu jumped twice, but couldn't reach it.

Jiang Shutong is a well-known "script killer" in the industry. If he reads scripts of her level, he will definitely be criticized for being criticized.

Chen Fu stomped her feet anxiously: "You give me back."

Jiang Shutong lowered her eyes and looked at Chen Fu jumping quietly. She was just teasing her, but she didn't expect the little girl to be so excited.

Chen Fu felt that this was a bit humiliating, so she simply stopped struggling and sat back, glaring at him angrily.

It's amazing to grow tall.

This person has bullied people with height since he was a child. Chen Fu still remembers that there was a New Year's Eve when she was a child, and she excitedly took candy to find him.

He was playing games at the time, and his fingers pressed quickly on the keyboard. He looked at the screen without looking back: "Long legs are called New Year's Eve."

As he said that, he glanced at her, "You are called Beng Nian."

Chen Fu was still young at that time, and she barely showed her head from the edge of the table, and she also leaned against the edge of the table and asked silly: "What does it mean?"

He laughed, "I'll tell you my brother."

She must have really called out at that time.

...

Chen Fu became more angry the more she thought about it, so she simply turned her head away.
To be continued...