inspire-indiana 409: The Adorable Old Man
409: The Adorable Old Man
Fu Yueci immediately changed her expression and shamelessly apologized to her older brother.
Although he had no idea which sentence he said had angered the person.
He shuffled after him, pleading pitifully, "Big brother, if you're angry, why don't you beat me up to vent your anger? Don't untie me!"
He won't feel the pain the next day after getting beaten up, but how will he survive after the secondary card is unbound?
How is he going to support himself with so many games? How will he afford to spend money like water when he goes out to play in the future?
Fu Fengzhao didn't want to pay attention to him at the moment and quickened her pace to create distance.
Fu Yueci followed him back to his room. Just as he was about to go in, the door slammed shut in front of him.
Hearing the commotion, Fu Xueji, who was passing by, looked up at the second floor.
"Xiaoyue, what did you do to make your older brother so angry?"
The eldest brother has a very good temper, but Xiaoyue is truly gifted at making people angry.
Fu Yueci awkwardly touched her nose and took two steps back: "I don't know."
He had completely forgotten what he had just said.
It doesn't matter, as long as he keeps apologizing, his older brother will see his sincerity and will definitely forgive him.
Thinking this, Fu Yueci raised her hand to knock on the door, continuing to harass Fu Fengzhao.
As a result, Fu Fengzhao, who was so annoyed that he called his bodyguard, who came over and persuaded him to leave.
Although both are young masters, the younger young master has the lowest status in the family, being at the bottom of the food chain, so they listen to the older young master.
Because of this incident, Fu Yueci behaved herself for two days, staying at home and not going anywhere, which made her look a bit pitiful.
Fu Fengzhao was soft-hearted, and since the man's anger had subsided, he gave him the supplementary card again.
Fu Yueci immediately took Qingqing out to play with great joy.
Watching his retreating figure, Old Master Fu shook his head in despair.
"Sigh, this Xiaoyue is like an idiot, hopeless."
He wasn't stupid before, but ever since he returned to Beijing last National Day, he's become stupider every day.
It looks just like a husky.
Because Qingqing was taken away, the old man canceled his plans for the day, so he called the housekeeper and took a stroll in an orchard in the suburbs.
The construction site for the nursing home is also there.
He paid a lot of money, so the workers resumed construction after the New Year.
The first and second floors have been completed. At this rate, it should be ready for completion and acceptance around May or June of this year.
Because of the orchard, many small animals come to the construction site. Besides wild animals, the most common animals are stray cats and dogs.
The orchard staff put bowls at the entrance and filled them with grain when they went to and from get off work.
Upon arriving at the location, the old man's attention was immediately drawn to the cats and dogs gathered together eating.
He led the butler over, picked up the kittens and puppies one by one to look at them, and then put them back so they could continue eating.
The housekeeper knew what he was thinking and was helping him look at it.
If there's a good-looking one, we could send it to get vaccinated like a little fox, clean it up, and take it home to raise for Qingqing to play with.
It's a pity that these little guys look so unkempt; I'd better just buy one from a pet store.
Just as he was about to get up and leave, the butler's voice rang out from beside him.
"Is this dog a German Shepherd? I remember that these dogs are very protective of their owners."
Upon hearing his voice, the old man looked over and immediately recognized that the dog was not a purebred, and its filth was a result of it being a stray.
But when it comes to pets protecting their owners, he is still the most qualified to speak.
"This is nothing. When I bring out the tiger from my mountain, that's when I'll truly protect my master."
If the country hadn't forbidden it, he would have chosen the fiercest tiger from Tiger Mountain to be Qingqing's guard.
His animals adored Qingqing; they listened to her every word as if it were a sacred decree, even if they didn't understand it.
By then, with her granddaughter leading a wolf in her left hand and a tiger in her right, and riding a lion, no one would dare to kidnap her, and no one would be able to see her for miles around. That would be true dominance.
The butler silently put the puppy back on the ground, clapped his hands, and said nothing.
He felt that if this happened in some turbulent places abroad, the old man would really dare to do such a thing.
The two went into the orchard to wash their hands, then strolled around the neighborhood for a walk.
The old man planned to wait until spring to have other fruit trees planted there.
With what they have now, the two families will keep some for themselves, give some to Jiuweizhai, and there won't be much left. They can probably sell about a dozen portions.
Although these dozen or so orders were more than enough for him to recoup his investment, he couldn't stop people from constantly asking him about them.
Those people were all his friends, people he'd known for decades. They'd never asked him for anything before, but now they were coming to him for fruit, and he felt bad refusing.
The key issue is that there are only a dozen or so portions; even if he wanted to leave some for them, it wouldn't be enough.
His old friends even said that he was deliberately creating a sense of scarcity, which left Mr. Fu speechless.
God knows, there were really only a dozen or so portions, and there were only a few fruit trees in the orchard. Even if it was highly productive, the amount of fruit it would produce would only be this small.
He desperately wanted to use magic to turn the leaves of these trees into fruit and sell them to them, but unfortunately he couldn't.
Every time a new type of fruit is available, he gets surrounded by several old friends who interrogate him.
Grandpa Fu had no choice but to agree to plant more trees in the orchard, and only then did those old guys let him go.
But before that, he should expand his orchard a bit.
The expansion was funded by his own money, and all the profits went into Qingqing's pocket.
He's too old; he doesn't need that much money. Qingqing is still young, only four years old; there will be many more expenses in the future.
Although the Xiao family is there to support her, what if the little girl develops some extravagant hobby when she grows up?
The possibility is almost nonexistent, but not entirely impossible.
Even if she really enjoys losing money, we should let her do it happily!
The old man made a phone call to the company's planning team and agricultural engineers, shared his ideas, and asked them to redesign the layout of the area.
After explaining his thoughts, he left.
That's the good thing about being a boss: you can just tell the professionals your plans and then wait for the design proposal to be submitted.
He left home around 8 a.m. this morning, and only an hour and a half has passed since he started his stroll. There's still a long time before lunch.
The old man sat in the car, pondering where to go next.
Just then, the housekeeper mentioned buying a cat, so he decided to go to the pet store to take a look.
A couple of days ago, Qingqing casually mentioned that a certain older sister's cat was very cute, and he remembered it.
She also mentioned that the woman who owned the cat was Wanwan's friend, so the old man took out his phone, found Fu Wanwan's phone number, and called her.
After the call connected, he asked gently, "Wanwan, your sister Qingqing said she saw a very cute cat among your friends. Do you know what breed it is?"