Ancients often said that heroes find it hard to resist the charms of a beautiful woman, Fu Hengyi thought there was reason in the saying, yet he indulged in it willingly. Now his pursuits were simply his child, his wife, and the warmth of a heated kang.
Shen Qinglan brought the luggage into the house, and Old Sir Fu knew that Fu Hengyi had returned as soon as he saw the luggage in her hands, "Qinglan girl, where's Hengyi?"
"He's outside playing with Anan. Grandpa, I'm going to organize the luggage first."
"Alright, go ahead, I'll tell Xiao Zhao to make a couple more dishes for lunch."
Because Fu Hengyi had returned, Anan exceptionally didn't cling to his mother today, and sat in Fu Hengyi's arms, letting Fu Hengyi feed him. Fu Hengyi fed his son while talking with Old Sir Fu, occasionally serving Shen Qinglan dishes, and he was quite happily busy.
