When the people from the Fu family heard what Fu Siting said, they were anxious: These two fathers and daughters seemed to be incompatible with each other, but they wanted to tolerate each other and could continue like this. Then they would do ideological work with them alone, and the matter might be solved. But before they could take action, they started arguing directly?

Mr. Fu knocked on the crutch heavily: "It's just a mess! This Fu Hang must be driving me Xiaoshu away, right?"

Old Mrs. Fu wiped the tears that could not help but seep out of her eyes: "What should I do? Old man... It's impossible for Xiaoshu to kneel all night, right?"

Fu Siting caught up with Andora in the garden and grabbed her: "Sister, what dad said is an angry thing. If you don't have to go, he won't really see if you kneel in the ancestral hall all night. Can you go back with me?"

Andora looked at him expressionlessly: "Xiao Ting, do you know that sometimes the words you blurt out are actually the most real thoughts in your heart? He said he would kneel down, as respect, I would go. But this does not mean that I agree with him. I don't need to reflect on it. On the contrary, I think it is him who needs reflection."

She broke free from Fu Siting's hand that was holding her tightly in her hand, and then patted him on the shoulder: "It's okay, you go back first, I can do it alone."

Fu Siting just watched her bleak back gradually fade away. What is there that I can't explain clearly, and I have to fight like this?

Andora came to the ancestral hall, and no one stopped her there again this time. I guess Aunt Li also received a message from Fu Hang that she would not appear like this elusively again, and then coldly told her to leave.

Aunt Li, when she thought of this woman, she smiled self-deprecatingly. Now in the Fu family, anyone can give orders to her. There is no need to respect her. She seems to be an outsider who cannot integrate into it. She is rare to be able to hold the Fu family's thighs and hold them tightly, so everyone looks down on her, right?

She suddenly missed the Xu family a little. Xu's father and mother never treated her like this. They treated her as their biological daughter, loved her and loved her. Even when Xu Chenxi had a dispute with her, she stood on her side.

Unfortunately, she can't go back anywhere now. In the following days, she will just hold herself and live a good life.

She slowly knelt down on a circular cushion in front of the tablet and muttered to Fu Jiao's photo: "Mom, he said I could only make you lie here in a photo. Is it true? But I don't know anything? Even if there is no memory about you in my mind, why did he blame me for such a big blame?"

Fu Jiao still smiled brightly, looking at her without saying a word, tears slowly slid down the corners of her eyes: "Mom, I miss you so much that you can still hug me. I have always been looking forward to finding my biological parents and then throwing them into their arms. Now I have found it, but that's not the case. Mom, why am I like a sinner? Can you tell me, did I really do something wrong? Whether it was back then or now..."

Fu Jiao could not give her an answer, so she could only tell her all the grievances she had suffered in Fu Hang over the past few days, and cried bitterly.

After crying, her inner depression became much more refreshed. She wiped away the tears from her face and adjusted her posture slightly. When she planned to kneel more comfortably, the door behind her was opened.

She looked back and found Fu Siting standing there, looking at her with her lips tightly pursed.

"Xiao Ting, why are you here?" She cried, her voice became a little hoarse, and the sound of her shouting scared herself.

"I can't persuade my father, he is very persistent. In order to show his violence against him, I will come here to kneel for one night." Fu Siting walked in slowly and knelt down on the round cushion next to her.

Andora was amused and crying: "You are doing well, why are you messing around here? Go back quickly and don't kneel here."

Fu Siting stared at her eyes tightly: "Sister, are you crying?" He felt a little distressed. My sister must have suffered a lot of grievances, so she cried here, but she couldn't turn the situation around, and she still couldn't persuade Fu Hang to call her sister back.

Andora opened her eyes a little embarrassedly. Although she did cry, she didn't want Fu Siting to see it. After all, as his sister, it was a bit embarrassing to let him know that he was crying because he came to kneel down in the ancestral hall.

Fu Siting didn't continue to pursue it. He suddenly remembered something, grinned and took out a good bread wrapped in a bag from his arms: "Sister, look, I brought you something to eat." Then he stuffed the bread into her hand and took out a bottle of anti-mosquito liquid. "And this, there are a lot of words here at night. If you don't take some protection, you will have many bags on your hands and feet tomorrow."

Andora burst into laughter: "You are very prepared. Did you kneel a lot when you were a child?"

Fu Siting scratched his head embarrassedly: "Fortunately, I've been punished to kneel down, but not too many, so I'm still very obedient." He said seriously.

Andora looked at him with a smile: "Tell me what happened when you were a child. I really want to know what kind of growth environment it is that cultivated my brother so well."

Fu Siting heard her admit that she was her younger brother for the first time. She was stunned for a long time before she realized, and she was a little incoherent: "You admit that I am your sister... No," he slapped himself gently, "You are my younger brother..."

Andora's bad mood disappeared in an instant, and she touched his head: "I'm not happy yet, how could I not admit it?"

The two of them talked about their childhood side by side. When Andora heard him say that, she would occasionally talk about her growing environment. Fu Siting was also very curious. Sometimes she said something, Fu Siting could ask ten questions.

Fu Siting's memory is Fu Jiao, but he will not have the impression of Fu Jiao like himself, just a flat photo.

"Xiao Ting, Mom, what kind of person is this?" Andora asked softly.

Fu Siting tilted his head and thought for a while: "Mom is a very naughty and naughty person in front of his father. He often jokes with his father, but his father has never been angry with her. He always looks at his mother with a smile. Mom is a very good at acting cute in front of his grandparents, but grandparents are the same. They always look at their mother with a smile, as if the mother is keeping her energetic like this, which is the daughter of their Fu family. And Mom is in front of me," he slowly lowered his voice, "Mom is a very gentle mother in front of me, no longer like that naughty big child. She can tell stories, sing to me, and smile at me very gently."

Thinking of Fu Jiao, Fu Siting became a little sad.

Andora felt that Fu Jiao was really a multifaceted person. At the same time, she could also feel the people of the Fu family like Fu Jiao, especially Fu Hang. The deeper he loved Fu Jiao, the more he hated him today, right?

She finally asked, "Is what he said true? Is it caused by my mother's death?"

Fu Siting suddenly raised his head and denied firmly: "No, my mother slowly got worse and died in her last life. It has nothing to do with you, sister."

A voice of agreement sounded behind her: "Well, my aunt has cured her depression after you lost it. It was not because of your loss that her depression worsened and she died."

The two looked back and found that Fu Ye was leaning against the door frame. I wonder how long he had been listening there. Andora was a little powerless: "What's this? I'll kneel to the ancestral hall alone and eventually turn into a party for the younger generation? If he knew, I would be angry to death, right?"

Fu Ye smiled and walked to one of the two rows of chairs on both sides of the ancestral hall and sat down: "I'm not here to accompany you to kneel stupidly. I'm here to persuade you to go back."

Andora had a hint of expectation in his voice: "Appointment?" Is Fu Hang already relieved, and then asked Fu Ye to ask them to go back?

"Well, grandparents are almost anxious. They were persuaded by their parents a few times before they went back to their room to rest. Then they asked me to call you back."

Andora's eyes suddenly dimmed. Sure enough, Fu Hang would not care about her life or death. After he gave the order, he would execute it to the end and would not cancel his decision in the middle.

"I said, you are almost the same, right? The emotional exchange between siblings is deep enough, so there is no need to communicate on this long night."

Andora pushed Fu Siting beside her: "Who are you? Come back quickly."

Fu Siting remained motionless, like a small hill: "I haven't talked to you enough yet. If you want to go back, it's just him."

Fu Ye glared at him: "You are the ungrateful wolf who is so arrogant and younger than brother. You used to kneel here, but I came over to persuade you at my grandparents' orders, and you will go back immediately. It seems like you have got the Shangfang sword. Now you are driving me away here."

Fu Siting smiled proudly: "Of course, I have sisters, what else do I need my brother to do?"

When Andora heard their bickering, she couldn't help laughing. In fact, she was wrong just now. The people from the Fu family, except for Fu Hang, welcomed her to come.

Fu Ye sat here for a while and saw that the two of them really had no intention of going back, so he could only yawn and said helplessly: "I won't be crazy with you here. I'm almost thirty-year-old, so I still have to go back to the main building. But you'd better go back to the main building tomorrow morning. Otherwise, let grandparents know that you've been kneeling for one night, and you'll probably get angry tomorrow."

After saying that, he put the thin blanket he brought in his hand on the chair, explained a few words, and then walked out.
Chapter completed!