After Transmigrating into a Book, I Raised Four Big Bosses

Wiping away her tears, Fu Yuling picked up the bowl and drank the ginger soup.

 

At this moment, there was a commotion outside.

 

It was Fu Qi who was back, but he was holding a child in his arms. The child was very thin and leaned against Fu Qi’s arms. He looked at Fu Yuling with innocent eyes, blinking curiously.

 

Although the child appeared lively, almost everyone in the Zhuangjia village knew that he had a mental problem. Despite being almost three years old, he had never spoken a word.

 

Fu Qi didn’t expect running into Fu Yuling as soon as he returned. He had intended to secretly take the child to his room and take care of him.

 

Now, it seemed that an argument was inevitable.

 

Although Fu Qi was only seventeen years old, living in the Zhuangjia village had matured him mentally.

 

He now anxiously looked at Fu Yuling while tightly holding the child in his arms.

 

He sought help from his father who was standing next to him with a serious expression but his father ignored him and walked inside.

 

Even Mother Fu held her breath and became nervous, afraid that she would explode and cause a scene at any moment.

 

To be honest, Fu Yuling had complicated feelings about the original owner’s four children.

 

She couldn’t feel the original owner’s malice towards the children, nor could she genuinely care for them.

 

In reality, she was still a spoiled young lady. Suddenly having four children now left her at a loss.

 

Time seemed to stand still. Fu Qi’s sharp eyes noticed that Fu Yuling showed no signs of anger. He quickly carried the child and went to the kitchen.

 

“Ling Ling, if you don’t want to see the child, I’ll have Xiao Qi take him back later.”

 

These words came out of Mother Fu’s mouth.

 

Fu Yuling shook her head. “Mom, I plan to go back later.”

 

“Do you really want to go back?”

 

Her daughter’s return this time made her feel a lot different. After witnessing the hardships her daughter endured while giving birth, her temperament had become sensitive. It was rare for her to be calm now.

 

“Mom, I want some time alone.”

 

She hadn’t figured out what to do yet, and it was impossible for her to accept everything all at once.

 

Mother Fu stepped back and closed the door behind her.

 

In the kitchen.

 

Father Fu was tending to the fire there, and sparks flickered one after panother,  illuminating his silent face.

 

Fu Qi sat beside him, holding the child and feeding him porridge.

 

The child didn’t understand and didn’t take the initiative to eat. He just lay there quietly. Fu Qi spent a lot of effort to feed him the porridge.

 

At this moment, Father Fu next to him spoke.

 

“Xiao Qi, you will send the child back later! Your sister won’t be pleased if she sees him.”

 

“I know.”

 

This had happened countless times before. Every time he brought the child back, Fu Yuling would cause a scene, and in the end the child would be sent back.

 

Father Fu and Mother Fu preferred Fu Yuling in comparison to their son. They opposed anything that would make her unhappy.

 

Even as the child’s grandparents, they couldn’t afford to have the slightest hesitation when it came to the child.

 

The two of them listened to the crackling of the fire, each with their own thoughts.

 

When Mother Fu arrived, she looked at the child with mixed emotions.

 

The child was very thin but his skin was fair. His pair of pitch-black eyes stared motionlessly at her, which made her heart soften.

 

But when she thought about how her daughter had almost lost her life to give birth to him, she forced herself not to look.

 

“Is he done eating? If he’s finished, send him back now.”

 

“That cursed He family, I don’t know what kind of sin they committed to give birth to such an irresponsible son.”

 

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Mother Fu no longer tried to be caution in front of Fu Yuling. Her sharp voice was filled with sarcastic remarks.