True Daughter, She is the Almighty Boss

Shouyuan is different from robbery.

Whether it is Shang Yaozhi or the fifth month, their lifespan is actually very long.

It's just that there is a breakpoint on the lifeline,

So if that hurdle cannot be overcome, they will die early.

It's called a robbery.

Paying a certain price, the calamity can be avoided, even if the lifeline is extended.

Shouyuan has always been unchangeable.

This is set at birth and cannot be changed.

Caesar Laurent and the vice-principal can live to this day because their bodies have been transformed by alchemy, and cell division and differentiation have been stimulated to the limit of human beings.

The conditions for alchemy to transform the body are also very harsh.

In addition to some rare alchemy materials that are rare in the world, the age of the person to be transformed must also be under the age of eighteen.

After the age of eighteen, the body is an adult and completely stereotyped, and there is no way to do it.

Otherwise, everyone could live for three hundred years, and the earth would be in chaos.

Ying Zijin squeezed Father Fu's wrist and remained silent the whole time.

She didn't lie to Mr. Zhong, Mr. Zhong's life span was 108 years old.

The second half of his life is also stable and stable, and there is no major disaster.

But Mr. Fu's life span is 85 years old.

And this year, Mr. Fu happens to be 85 years old.

There's not an ounce of difference.

As soon as Shouyuan arrives, people will leave.

Seeing that the girl didn't speak the first time, Mr. Zhong was a little unhappy in his surprise: "According to what you said, Zijin, it's not because your Grandpa Fu is better than me, you can't figure it out, right?"

Ying Zijin retracted her thoughts, and she was silent for a while before saying, "Well, it seems so."

"Alas." Mr. Zhong was depressed for the first time, "Why don't I believe it, he can't beat me even at chess."

"Okay, you can take it seriously when the child is playing." Mr. Fu didn't care, he just waved his hand and smiled, "It's okay, it's just fun anyway."

Ying Zijin stared at Mr. Fu's face, and suddenly remembered when she first checked Mr. Fu's body more than half a year ago.

She really felt an unprecedented surprise.

The earth is a technological world, and it is true that there are some supernatural places, such as alchemy, such as feng shui yin and yang.

But after all, it is not the spiritual world she once stayed in, there is something in the myth of Yuanshen out of the body.

Mr. Fu's body has been damaged by toxins for so long, and the poison has penetrated into the bone marrow.

Even if the person who poisoned him didn't want him to die in the first place, Mr. Fu wouldn't live more than three years.

At that time, Fu Yunshen hadn't grown up, let alone went to the doctor in O continent to make medicine to suppress the poison in his body.

What was it that supported Mr. Fu for twenty years?

This is even more incredible than alchemy.

Ying Zijin finally understood now.

This is the belief of man.

Mr. Fu knew that if he had left at that time, no one would be able to take care of Fu Yunshen, who was only a few years old.

That belief that has kept him alive to this day has now dissipated.

Mr. Fu smiled, slowly restrained his smile, and knocked on the table: "Old man Zhong, I want to whisper something to Zijin."

"What?" Old Man Zhong was suspicious, "You don't want to do anything bad behind my back, do you?"

Ying Zijin raised her eyelashes: "Grandpa."

"Okay, okay." Mr. Zhong went upstairs with his hands behind his back.

That's all he said.

The atmosphere in the living room gradually subsided.

"Zijin, Grandpa Fu knows that you actually saved me at that time." Grandpa Fu broke the silence first, his voice was kind, "Although I passed out at the time, I was conscious for a while."

"Without you, Grandpa Fu would have left long ago."

Ying Zijin did not speak.

At the last moment, people can really feel their own limit.

Mr. Fu has known about it these days.

"Don't be sad, life, old age, sickness and death are human nature, and this is a relief for me, I'm really tired." Mr. Fu patted her on the shoulder with a serious expression, "One point, please help."

Ying Zijin took a slow breath and calmed down: "Tell me."

"I handed over Xiao Qi to you. He never cherishes his body very much, and he never thinks about himself." Mr. Fu sighed, "In the future, you should keep an eye on him and let him remember to eat on time. ."

After speaking, he stood up slowly: "I'm going home first, don't tell him what you see."

**

Mr. Fu returned to Fu's house alone, and no one was there to accompany him.

He lay in bed until midnight, his mind still awake.

The night outside the window is strong and the breeze is breezy.

Mr. Fu slowly got up from the bed, walked to the bookshelf, took off the photo frame, and sat beside the desk.

He wiped the frame with a gentle expression.

When Mr. Fu was young, he was handsome and handsome.

The Fu family is also Fu Yunshen who resembles him the most, inheriting his features.

After Mr. Fu wiped all the dust off the photo frame, he said in a low voice, "Yuehua, we are going to meet again. I don't know that I am so old. After going down, you still recognize me."

After a pause, he smiled and continued: "It doesn't matter if you don't recognize me, you know that there is a scar on my arm, because you regarded me as an enemy at that time, shot me, and cried when you found out later. ."

As he spoke, he fell into a long memory.

He and Yan Yuehua met in the army, and on the first day they met, he was admitted to the hospital.

None of them thought at the time that they would end up together.

But Yan Yuehua also died twenty years ago.

He should have gone with her at that time, but he couldn't.

Because he had to take care of Fu Yunshen.

Mr. Fu looked at the valiant woman in the photo frame and murmured, "Don't worry, Xiaoqi is fine. I brought him up. Unfortunately, we can't watch him get married and have children."

This is Mr. Fu's greatest regret.

But he had lived an extra twenty years, and he had to be content.

After speaking with Mrs. Fu, Mr. Fu took out another stack of stationery and began to write.

This is written to Fu Yunshen.

Mr. Fu wrote the beginning several times, but he felt very dissatisfied, so he tore the paper and wrote it again.

It was not until he wrote the fourteenth sheet of paper that he finally felt that his handwriting looked better.

So he went on to write.

In fact, his education is not very high, he joined the army after graduating from high school.

However, he has written many love letters to Yan Yuehua, and it is not difficult for him to write letters.

As soon as the letter was written, it took an hour to write.

"Death is not the end, it is the beginning of another grand adventure." Mr. Fu finally wrote this sentence, "You have to remember that Grandpa has been watching you from the sky."

After he had written the long letter, he folded the letter, put it in the envelope, and locked it in the drawer.

Afterwards, Mr. Fu took the photo frame and went back to the bed.

He put the frame in front of him with both hands and closed his eyes.

**

the next day.

seven in the morning.

Fu Mingcheng went to call Mr. Fu.

This is Master Zhong's advice.

In fact, without Old Master Zhong's warning, Fu Mingcheng would also call.

Mr. Fu was lethargic. If no one called him, he might have gone in his sleep.

Fu Mingcheng knocked on the door first, but got no response, and then pushed the door in.

He went to the window, pulled the curtains of the bed, and the sunlight poured in and illuminated the room.

"Dad." Fu Mingcheng turned around, "Dad, it's time to get up."

On the bed, Mr. Fu lay quietly.

"Dad?" Fu Mingcheng walked in. He just thought it was Mr. Fu's old ears, so he called out a few more times, "Dad? Dad."

After calling Silent again, Mr. Fu still didn't get up.

Fu Mingcheng's expression changed, and he suddenly realized that something was wrong.

He raised his hand tremblingly and tried Old Master Fu's breath.

there is none left.

Fu Mingcheng raised his head suddenly, only to realize that Mr. Fu was still holding a photo frame in his arms.

He knew what it was.

That was the first group photo of Yan Yuehua and Mr. Fu.

There was no pain on Mr. Fu's face, and there was even a slight smile between his eyebrows, as if he had a good dream.

The old man passed away peacefully in his sleep, without sickness or pain.

This is the end of life.

But these days, Mr. Fu can walk by himself and is very healthy.

It was so sudden that Fu Mingcheng hardly reacted.

It took ten minutes for his brain to turn around slowly.

"Mingcheng." Mrs. Fu also came over, "The meal is ready, old man—"

Her words were abrupt, she looked at the old man on the bed, and covered her mouth with her hand: "Oh my God..."

"Will!" Fu Mingcheng remembered the most important thing, and snapped, "Look for the will!"

Mrs. Fu was also awakened, and immediately checked in the bedroom.

When Mr. Fu leaves like this, the Fu family will change, and the entire Shanghai city will be in chaos.

The priority is to get the will.

Also, drive Fu Yunshen out of the Fu family.

It's been a long time, so don't be sad.

Today's Thanksgiving, Huang Li said that it is advisable to get married and get a license _(:з"∠)_

At the end of the month, come to Zhang Monthly Pass to make an appointment for emotional scenes and abuse scenes~