It is indeed a small house but it was enough to accommodate a family of three. The owner kept the room neat and tidy and the decorations are in the old style of many years ago.
Jiang Tiao noticed a drawer in the corner of the room with a black and white portrait on top.
The person in the photo must be Fu Ting Chuan’s father. He looks young in the picture and when Fu Ting Chuan stood by his side, their feature looks the same.
"Is that your father?" Jiang Tiao asked softly.
Fu Ting Chuan lightly nodded, “En.”
Unlike other families, in front of the photo frame, there aren’t any incense or offerings that are usually laid out for the holidays.
Instead, a glass vase is placed on the side with a bunch of fresh bellflowers placed inside.
––A vibrant purple and looked to be freshly picked.
Jiang Tiao remembered the meaning of bellflowers, undying love.
When she looked back at Mother Fu in the kitchen, her heart collapsed.
She took off her coat and sorted out the gifts she bought as she said to Fu Ting Chuan, “I’ll go assist your mother.”
She ran to the kitchen and rolled up her sleeves to ask what she could help with.
In fact, before coming, Jiang Tiao who had no experience with meeting parents search online for what a woman should do when first visiting a man’s home.
The general answer is: Don’t be too eager. They will think you are trying to leech off of them. In the future, you will definitely be looked down upon by the family.
But Mother Fu and Fu Ting Chuan are not those types of people. Jiang Tiao is clear about this at the moment.
After going into the kitchen, Mother Fu naturally said no need.
Jiang Tiao said, “You already said I am part of the family so why are you treating me politely?”
Mother Fu smiled and no longer refused. She let her cut the recently washed eggplant which is going to use to make Di San Xian.
Within a few minutes, Mother Fu looked back at the cutting board. The eggplant was cut into sections of almost the same size.
Fu Ting Chuan, who had intended to watch TV with his future wife, didn’t want to watch TV anymore.
He ran over to the kitchen and watched his two favorite women working.
Jiang Tiao had been quietly looking for things to do and didn’t try to make the atmosphere uncomfortable.
Mother Fu smacked him from behind and reprimanded, “Get out! You’re taking up too much space, the kitchen is already small enough.”
In front of his mother, Fu Ting Chuan had a simple smile like a teenage boy, “Then when Jiang Tiao marries me, we will move to a bigger house with a bigger kitchen.”
Jiang Tiao, who was cutting vegetables, reddened.
Mother Fu, “What are you talking about. I don’t like living with you young people.”
She put the ribs which she had run under the water into the frying pan as she said under her breath, “I will accompany your father here, peacefully.”
……
During lunch, the three people ate and chat, surrounded by a light atmosphere.
Mother Fu, afraid Jiang Tiao is unfamiliar and too shy to eat, put a lot in her bowl and asked some questions.
Jiang Tiao answered them one by one.
Asked where she is from, Jiang Tiao answered: Suzhou.
Mother Fu nodded and recalled, “When Fu Ting Chuan’s father was still alive, he and I went to Suzhou before. Huqiu, Tongli water town, Humble Administrator's Garden, Lion Grove Garden, Hanshan Temple, Zhouzhang, we’ve both been there. Jiangnan is completely different from here.”
Jiang Tiao responded, “How can Suzhou compare to Beijing. Suzhou is like a pretty daughter from a humble family whereas Beijing has a heavenly atmosphere. What you said are all our famous attractions. Next time when you come over, I will take you to places where there aren’t many tourists as well as good snacks.”
Fu Ting Chuan picked a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs and faintly said, “What heavenly atmosphere. The gods must be concocting immortality pills for that will explain the smog in the air.”
This punster! Mother Fu and Jiang Tiao smiled at the same time.
Mother Fu looked at Jiang Tiao, “I will definitely go again.”
Jiang Tiao earnestly nodded and knew that she sincerely meant it.
**
In the afternoon, Jiang Tiao accompanied Fu Ting Chuan to the cemetery to see his father.
Before they left, Mother Fu gave them some of the fruits that they bought saying she can’t eat them all.
Fu Ting Chuan asked his mother why she doesn’t go with them.
She said, I won’t go, I’ve been going for the past ten years and have gotten bored.
When Jiang Tiao heard this, her heart warmed and soured.
Jiang Tiao bought a bouquet of white roses, all of which she picked herself. It is wrapped in a simple paper wrapping and white ribbon.
On the way, Fu Ting Chuan saw her holding the bouquet carefully in her arms and said, "I thought you would buy chrysanthemums and the like."
“I don’t want to see your father as a deceased person. White roses mean respect which is what I want to convey to him.”
Fu Ting Chuan said, “I can imagine what my dad would think if he sees you.”
“What.”
“Having a daughter-in-law is nice. Beautiful, sensible, and considerate.”
“Sweet mouth.” Jiang Tiap playfully slapped him.
Fu Ting Chuan held the steering wheel. Even though he was hit by his girl, it was refreshing.
**
After they finished sweeping the tomb, Fu Ting Chuan looked at his phone.
On the screen are a few WeChat notifications. When he opened it, he found that it was all sent by Xu Che.
They contain a few screenshots from entertainment marketing accounts as well as a URL link.
When he expanded the image, it showed pictures secretly taken by the paparazzi of him taking Jiang Tiao home as well as going to the cemetery to sweep the tomb.
The website link which secretly takes candid videos of celebrities was heavily edited and put on the entertainment headlines.
Jiang Tiao took it and looked at it as she gave a cold evaluation, “These people are really bored. Do they not know how to respect other people’s privacy?”
Fu Ting Chuan echoed, “Yes, really boring.”
He clicked on another screenshot and handed it to Jiang Tiao, “But I really like this one.”
Jiang Tiao looked at it–––
“@Daily Entertainment News
Let’s focus on three unexpected news today:
1. A certain beauty blogger, with 120,000 fans and is usually reserved, had her sockpuppet account which was used to fanatically pursue celebrities exposed. A stark contrast to her usual character.
2. The nation’s Male God, Fu XX, the one who is 36 years old and still does not have a girlfriend quietly followed that beauty blogger just to look at her hand. Who knew his hand would’ve slipped yesterday.
3. The two people mentioned above are getting married.
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