Since Fu Baiwan returned from Fu Baishan's place, he was stimulated and didn't leave home for half a month. Finally, the little dumpling couldn't bear to see it anymore, fearing that he would get sick if he kept it in, so she forcibly dragged her old father out to chat with those uncles and cousins.

If those kids were here, they would have been scolded a long time ago. If they said something wrong, they'd get beaten up.

Heaven never grants man's wishes. Just after stepping out, the weather changed drastically. A strong wind howled, and goose-feather-like snowflakes fell incessantly. In an instant, the land was covered in a layer of silver, like being draped in white silk.

Although ancient academies didn't have summer and winter vacations, teachers would take days off if they had something to do.

Fu Baiman came back holding his little daughter, only to hear several boys arguing noisily, along with the three who couldn't speak babbling incessantly. He felt unusually irritable.

Fu Bajin and they don't want to run around, but there are already enough toys at home, but they still played enough.

"Let's go out and play," Fu Baiwan shouted, and the room instantly fell silent.

Fu Tianfu whispered, "Grandpa, it's snowing heavily outside and there's a strong wind. It's cold."

"Why don't you go back to your room?"

Fu Tianfu shook his head. He was finally free from having to go to school and just wanted to play with his little aunt.

My little aunt smells nice, even nicer than her two brothers.

When Tian Guihua saw her grandson was about to be scared, she pushed Fu Baiman. "Kids fight all the time, don't get upset and take it out on them."

Then came the sound of Guihua's voice, and Fu Baiman remained silent, only to lie down and fall asleep.

Fu Jiujiu was afraid that he would be bored to death if he couldn't go out for a walk. Staying at home and finding something to distract herself was a good idea too.

"Dad, come play with us."

Fu Baiman looked at the delicate little girl and patiently said, "Jiu Jiu, go play with your elder brother and the others. Daddy is so old, what can I play with you?"

"Dad, there are adults who can play."

"Those little things are for your brother, not for grown-ups. Go play with them." Fu Baiwan took the pillow, "Father wants to sleep."

You can't let him sleep; he's been a bit sluggish lately.

"Dad, what if adults could play too?"

"We don't have any adults here to play with," Fu Baiwan chuckled. "Go on, go play with your brothers. Liu Jin, Ba Jin, keep her company."

Fu Jiujiu pouted and ran outside, calling Fu Bajin and the rest of her brothers to the firewood shed.

Many hands make light work, and after more than an hour under the direction of the little one, they had made a set of mahjong tiles. In order to play sooner, they removed the east, south, west, and north wind tiles.

Before the game started, Fujujju explained the rules of mahjong to everyone. The few brothers were not stupid and quickly understood how to play, their faces full of anticipation for the actual game.

Fu Baimian is just in a bad mood, where could he sleep?

Seeing him toss and turn, Tian Guihua, who was mending the soles of shoes, smiled and said, “The children are in the eldest son’s room. If you miss your daughter, go have a look.”

"No."

He cocked his ear, listening. There were only the occasional rustlings and a small milky dumpling shouting, "It's gone!"

"What's going on? Don't you want to go take a look?"

They have been shouting for a long time.

Fu Baiman had a sullen face, his daughter-in-law couldn't get him to budge, so he just went to have a look. The other daughters-in-law were the same, they were all clueless and didn't bother to do anything about it.

When he walked in with his hands behind his back, Fu Jiujiu was wreaking havoc, a small pile of peanuts beside her.

What are you doing?

Fu Baimian saw Fu Dajing, Fu Liujin, Fu Bagin, and the little girl sitting in four directions. In the middle was a pile of wooden blocks. He thought to himself, "What's so fun about this? Can they play for so long?"

Fu Tianfu has never had a chance to play. "Grandpa, this is mahjong. My aunt saw it in a book, and it looks really fun. It's just that my uncle always loses."

Fu Dajin chuckled, "You are all scholars with quick minds. I can't keep up."

Fu Bajin was addicted. "Big Brother, hurry up and play cards, I'm waiting for you to go bust."

Fu Baiman leaned back, hands in his pockets, staring at the pile of small blocks. Were they really that entertaining?

After watching for a few rounds, he started to get restless. Plus, Fu Tianfu explained how to play beside him, and he also felt itchy to try it himself.

"Liu Jin, aren't you going to study? The spring exam is coming up."

Fu Liujin rarely got a day off, and he wanted to have some fun. However, he still heard his father's meaning and reluctantly went downstairs. "Then I'll go read,"

Fujujiao is a veteran player, it's easy for her to deal with some newbies.

But to please her father, she proactively fed him cards and gave him whatever he wanted, so Fu Baiwan was living a life of luxury.

"Mother, younger sister is more resourceful. Father hasn't smiled since he returned from his uncle's house." Fu Liujin sat on the edge of the kang and glanced at the half-finished shoe sole in her mother's hands. It was too big to be made for him or his brothers.

After getting married, my brothers always had their shoes soles made by their sisters-in-law. Their mother hasn't made shoes soles for them in a long time.

"Your sister is your father's apple of his eye." Tian Guihua smiled, she knew men were heartless and disgusting.

"Mother, what happened when you went to your uncle's house that day?"

"No, nothing. You don't know your uncle? He just wants money from your father."

Fu Liujin nodded slightly, not pretending.

"Mother, is this shoe for Third Brother?"

Tian Guihua smiled, “Mmm.”

At this moment, Fu Dagjin's voice came from outside the house, "Father, you are frying hu, frying hu should give us money."

Tian Guihua, listening to the old men arguing and bickering, also chuckled. "Liujin, is mahjong fun?"

Fu Liujing nodded. "That's pretty fun, your sister is really amazing. She can remember things she saw in a book by chance. I wish I had my sister's memory."

"Silly boy, you're not bad either," Tian Guihua touched his face.

After playing mahjong, Fu Baiman fell in love with it. Since he had nothing to do anyway, after breakfast, he would drag his son and daughter to play mahjong with him.

After a few days, the previous unpleasantness was forgotten.

Even the most fun things get boring if you play them every day.

Besides, Fu Jiu knew that the little boy should go back soon, and she didn't know if he would come back again. After all, his body was almost fully recovered.

But she hasn't learned light kung fu yet.

"Is mahjong fun?"

Even he knows about mahjong?

Fujujiao was quite surprised, "That's interesting, I'll take you to my place another day."

"Be careful not to lose sight of your training while indulging in leisure activities."

Fujuju quickly put on a smile and said, "I'm here, aren't I? The weather is too cold, I'm just a little girl."

What you're really saying is that you lack compassion and understanding for the vulnerable.

Tang Xian looked at the chubby little kid, "The enemy doesn't care if you're a little girl. When you were kidnapped, did the knife in their hand recognize you as a little girl?"

"Hey... how did you know about the kidnapping?"

Since there's no conclusion yet, I haven't said anything about it.

"I just know." Tang Xian said.

"Then do you know who kidnapped me?"

"I know, but... you don't need to know."

Fujujijiu: "..."

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