Now there are only two people living in the Xiao family, Xiao Anbang and his grandson Xiao Fuxing.
Xiao Yan and his wife are still abroad. Xiao Anbang's wife, Ling Xue, was also sent abroad for medical treatment because of her poor health. His other children also started their own families and lived in other places.
So there are only him and his grandson left here, as well as the nanny and adjutant who take care of him.
It is very quiet here every day, except for Xiao Fuxing's voice and Xiao Anbang's erhu playing, there are almost no other sounds, and it is so quiet that it makes people panic.
When Yu Xing walked in, he felt extremely complicated.
Xiao's house is a small two-story building, not particularly large in size, but it has a garden, which belongs to that kind of beautiful small western-style building. She loved this place, she fell in love with it the first time she saw it.
Since living here, she has dreamed of living here and becoming the hostess here.
But Xiao Yan actually doesn't like her!
She likes him so much, yet he refuses to marry her!
And Ling Xue!
As soon as Yu Xing walked into the gate, he saw those colorful flowers competing for beauty, and his mood instantly became very bad.
It stands to reason that as a woman, there are very few who don't like flowers.
Yu Xing is naturally not exempt.
She also likes those beautiful flowers, but she doesn't like the flowers here at all, it can even be said to be disgusting!
Because the flowers here are all from Lingxue species!
This woman is as cold as her name. When she wanted to marry Xiao Yan, Ling Xue was the first to disagree!
Later she wanted to recognize Uncle Xiao as her godfather, but Ling Xue still disagreed!
That woman didn't like her from the very beginning, her attitude was always cold, and she completely forgot who helped them raise Xiao Yan back then!
When Ling Xue gave birth at an advanced age and had no milk, it was her mother who helped feed Xiao Yan. Later, they were too busy to take care of Xiao Yan, and her mother was also helping to take care of her.
With such a great kindness, Ling Xue took it for granted, and wanted to dismiss them as beggars!
How can there be such a reason in the world?
She deserved it because she later fell ill and had to go abroad for treatment.
Thinking of the reason for Ling Xue's illness, Yu Xing's eyes flashed, and he quickly covered it up.
Then walk in with the bag.
Unexpectedly, just a few steps away, there was the sound of an erhu inside. Yu Xing immediately turned pale with fright when he heard the weeping and whimpering voice.
Until she remembered that Xiao Anbang was playing the erhu, she was relieved again, and then frowned dissatisfied.
Xiao Anbang especially likes to play the erhu, but she dislikes the sound of the erhu very much. She prefers the piano and violin imported from abroad, and even learned the piano specially.
Now she is a piano player in the art troupe, often performing violin and piano, and she also likes the sound of violin and piano very much.
At this time, listening to the weeping erhu sound, she felt even more disgusted, and always felt that the timbre and shape of the erhu were too rustic, and it was polluting her ears!
If she hadn't missed her son and worried about that, she wouldn't have come here!
The more Yu Xing thought about it, the more dissatisfied he became, so he quickened his pace and stepped on his leather shoes and walked in.
Seeing Xiao Anbang playing the erhu in the living room but not seeing Xiao Fuxing, Yu Xing couldn't help feeling flustered, and quickly asked, "Uncle Xiao, are you playing the erhu again? Fuxing, why didn't you see him?"
Xiao Anbang continued to play the erhu, as if he didn't hear it.
Yu Xing bit his lips depressedly, and said again: "Is Fuxing in the house? I'll go find him." (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com