After Rebirth, I Am the White Moonlight of All The Big Brothers

On the way to Han's house.

Han Shen: "The CMO standard is not low, and those who can be shortlisted are the best among the students in the country. How do you feel about the test?"

Parents seem to like to ask this question.

Jiang Fuyue: "It's okay."

"That's good. Your second uncle and third uncle are both at home this time. They have long wanted to see you. Don't be scared for a while."

"Don't worry, I won't."

"So sure?" Han Shen thought it was interesting for his little niece to speak.

This calm tone, quite like an adult.

Jiang Fuyue: "..."

Forty minutes later, the Bentley drove into the villa and parked in the ground garage.

Han Shen and Jiang Fuyue got off the bus.

In the villa, Han Ke and Han Heng, who had heard the sound of the engine for a long time, couldn't hold back, and rushed towards the door.

The old man, who had spread out the newspaper and looked pretentiously, couldn't sit still.

As soon as the newspaper was lost, it was also pushed up.

Han Ke: "..." What about your aloof and dignified temperament?

Han Heng: "..." I knew for a long time that calmness was a pretense. Who would read the newspaper the day before yesterday with relish?

The old man: "..." Get out of the way! I want to be the first! rush!

Therefore, as soon as Jiang Fuyue entered the door, he saw the father and son three people standing in a row at the entrance.

Uh……

Kind of like the welcome reception at the entrance of the bath center.

Han Shen held his forehead, don't look too far, and don't look.

The old man was unconscious, and tried his best to raise a huge kind smile. Every line of folds on his face had his own thoughts.

"Yueyue is here! Don't stand at the door, come in!"

Then he instructed Han Heng: "What are you doing standing still? Don't you give Yueyue a pair of new slippers?!"

Then he motioned to Han Ke: "Hurry up and pick up the bag for Yueyue, how can a girl carry such a heavy thing?!"

A shriveled shoulder bag with only two keys and three hundred dollars in it, plus a mobile phone—heavy?

But Han Ke and Han Heng actually listened!

I saw that Han Heng unskilledly removed the outer packaging of the slippers, and then used the strength of breastfeeding to break the tag. Finally, he squatted down with a smile, and put the slippers in front of Jiang Fuyue himself and straightened them.

"Yueyue, you wear it. Is it difficult to take off your shoes? You support your uncle, and uncle will use it as a support pole for you~"

Then Han Ke reached out to her again: "Come on, Yueyue, give it to me."

Jiang Fuyue: "?"

Han Shen was helpless: "Dad, please don't blindly command, the second child pushes back, the third child gets up, don't scare Yueyue."

Jiang Fuyue then changed her shoes, put down her bag again, and was surrounded all the way to the living room, where she sat stiffly on the sofa.

Han Qishan smiled and asked the aunt at home to pour juice and get snacks again.

Han Ke looked at her secretly from time to time.

Han Heng blinked, and simply sat directly opposite her, resting his chin in his hands, so he couldn't see enough.

Jiang Fuyue laughed dryly and called people one by one: "Grandpa, second uncle, third uncle."

Han Heng was pleasantly surprised: "Ah—Yueyue called me!"

Han Ke was relatively stable, "Call me too." But he could still hear the unwillingness to be outdone by listening to his voice.

In the end, Han Qishan said, "It was me who called first anyway."

Han Shen: "..." Did I say anything?

"The third child, have you noticed that Yueyue and Xiaoru look so similar! Especially the eyes, they are exactly the same!"

"You still need to say it? This is just a copy of Xiaoru, okay?"

"By the way, you have a photo there, take it out and take a look!"

Han Heng pouted: "I don't want it! That's a private possession, understand? I can only watch it by myself!"

Han Ke's face is black: "You just rely on you to take a lot of photos with Xiaoru. Every time you take a photo, you are shameless and want to leave the country. It's annoying!"

"That's because Xiaoru likes to take pictures with me the most. I have a good sense of the camera, and I'm on camera!"

"Fart-every time, it's you who shamelessly pushes up, causing me and Xiaoru to have you in every photo, and I want to cut it when I see it."

Han Heng: "You judge, you judge..."

Han Ke: "Believe it or not, I'll ask the paparazzi to expose your scandal!"

Han Heng: "If you expose my scandal, I will shave your hair and shave you bald!"

As soon as Jiang Fuyue entered the door, she watched a big show of brothers tearing up X.

At first glance, the second uncle Han Ke looked mature and stable, and his suit was a bit like an urban elite, but he was very funny when he opened his mouth.

Not at all like a strategizing fund manager.

After all, the evaluation of him on the Internet is all about "Old Helmsman", "24K Golden Bull", "Public Funding Steady Brother" and so on.

Looking at it in private, the filters are all gone, and the characters are smashed.

Not to mention the third uncle Han Heng, it was even more completely broken.

In front of the media camera, he is a popular actor who never makes mistakes. After more than 20 years of debut, he has never let the reporter paparazzi take a single ugly photo.

But this look...

Jiang Fuyue swallowed silently.

Even though it is outrageous, she still wants to say that it is really a sand sculpture.

"Cough—" The old man cleared his throat, "Don't you have a meeting gift for Yueyue?"

Han Heng was the fastest, running upstairs, dong dong dong, dong dong dong, holding a Hello Kitty doll that was taller than himself in his arms?

Then, shoved it directly into Jiang Fuyue's arms: "Isn't it cute? Very Q? I really want rua?!"

Saying that, he simply rua.

"Ness!"

Jiang Fuyue was holding Hello Kitty, the doll's lower body was still on the ground, her eyes were dazed.

Han Ke stepped forward and pulled Han Heng away: "What are you doing? Yueyue was fooled by you, get out of the way, it's up to me."

Han Heng pouted and rolled his eyes.

He was caught by Jiang Fuyue.

He grinned, "Hehe..." Like a fool.

Jiang Fuyue was instantly hot, and hurriedly looked away.

But in the blink of an eye, he was hit by a pile of securities.

Han Ke: "Yueyue, this is the stock of 20 listed companies and some real estate certificates. Although it is a little short, I will accept it first, and my uncle will make it up for you later."

Jiang Fuyue: "?"

The old man jumped out: "And mine! You can wear this gadget, and the gourd will keep you safe."

Jiang Fuyue knew at a glance that it was a full-level imperial green. Not only that, but the carving was also very delicate.

It is conservatively estimated that it is no less than eight figures in the auction house.

"I..." Just when she was about to refuse.

Han Shen handed over a small square box: "This is mine."

Jiang Fuyue was helpless: "Uncle, why are you here to join in the fun?!"

"open to take a look."

Jiang Fuyue opened it, and two car keys lay side by side inside, a Maybach and a Ferrari.

"..."

At this point, the gift-giving part has come to an end.

Jiang Fuyue did not dare to say no.

Can you imagine that four men, one old and three young, all stare at you with those faint, resentful, melancholy and aggrieved eyes?

Therefore, she could only close her mouth tightly—if she wanted, she wanted to!

Then……

The old man: "Be kind."

Han Ke: "As expected of my niece~"

Han Heng: "Ah! I am complete, I will post on Weibo, and by the way, let's celebrate with a hot search!"

Han Shen: "Really, you can't accept it."

Jiang Fuyue: "..." I want to go home.

After a while, the old man started arguing about having dinner.

Han Shen looked around the living room twice and asked the nanny, "Where's Xiao Ting?"

"Oh, the young master said he went out to play football with his friends and didn't come back for dinner."

Han Shen frowned: "Nonsense! Didn't he know Yueyue was coming today?"

"I reminded him before going out at noon today. The young master said he knew, and then..." I went to play.

Han Shen gritted his teeth: "This kid, his skin is itchy again! Go, call him back, or you won't have any pocket money next month!"

"Yes." The nanny quickly bowed her head and walked away.

"What's the matter, big brother?" Han Ke walked over.

"Isn't that stinky boy from Han Ting? If you don't have a house and roof tile for three days, you used to be obedient, and even if you go to high school, it's a headache!"

"Yo, then our little Tingting can do it," Han Heng interjected coldly, "It can make you helpless, eldest brother."

Han Shen, the old father, could only shake his head helplessly, and he would cry too much.

Suddenly, he turned to look at the floor-to-ceiling window, Jiang Fuyue, who was playing chess with the old man, couldn't help but look forward to it: "If Han Ting can be as smart and sensible as Yueyue one day, then I will wake up laughing when I fall asleep. "

"Tsk, it seems that Xiao Tingting's lethality is not ordinary." He could actually make the boss say such a thing.

But well...

"Hey..." Han Heng smirked, "If I had a daughter like this one month and a month, I would be able to laugh at the rooster when she fell asleep."

Han Ke pouted: "Want a daughter? You should solve your own life-long affairs first! The old man who is running five!"

"Grass - second child, you speak as soon as you speak, why do you raise your age?!"

Han Ke: "I refuse to speak to an older unmarried man."

Han Heng instantly turned into a penguin and almost jumped up: "I still don't want to pay attention to you, a divorced old bachelor!"

Both of them at the same time: "F*k!"

Not far away, there is also a fight.

Jiang Fuyue fell on the last son, and raised her eyes with a smile: "You lost again."

"Isn't it... me? You?" The old man lost his language and stared at the chessboard as if he were studying some foreign object. "Why did you eat a lot of me again?"

Jiang Fuyue: "How can you win if you don't eat?" Of course.

Old man: "..."

Suddenly, he suddenly stretched out his hand and scrambled the chessboard: "This one doesn't count, I'm careless, do it again! Do it again!"

Jiang Fuyue's mouth twitched.

The old man has begun to pick up the black and white.

At this moment, a continuous dog barking came: "Wang-wang-wang-"

The next second, a black afterimage suddenly rushed towards him.

Jiang Fuyue's eyes suddenly froze, but instead of avoiding it, she reached out and grabbed it subconsciously.

A dog's head was stuck in the position of the tiger's mouth.

The dog didn't seem to expect that he would be strangled like this, trying to intimidate the other party with barking——

"Wang Wang Wang!"

Big mouth and long tongue, saliva dripping straight down, and babbling hot air.

A purebred Rottweiler!

Thief!

If it was other little girls, I would have been scared to cry by this vicious looking dog, but unfortunately, they met Jiang Fuyue.

She grabbed the dog's head with one hand, and no matter how the dog barked, she remained motionless and fearless.

The old man was stunned on the spot.

The three Han Shen brothers sweated hard for their precious niece.

The confrontation between one person and one dog lasted for nearly two minutes. Finally, the Rottweiler tilted his head and whimpered for mercy.

But Jiang Fuyue didn't let go, she still pinched the dog's head and hung the dog in the air.

Rottweiler's struggling movements slowed down, and the dog's body began to twitch slightly.

"Stop it—you let it go—it's going to die—"

Jiang Fuyue raised her eyes slowly, only to see the young man rushing in, his handsome face was full of anger, his eyes were intertwined with urgency and worry.

Finally came out.

Jiang Fuyue hooked her lips and released her hand. Rottweiler lay on the carpet, gasping for breath with her tongue out.

The teenager rushed up, comforted the dog distressedly, patted the fur, and rubbed his head again. After confirming that it was okay, he suddenly raised his head and stared straight at Jiang Fuyue with angry eyes.

"Why are you pinching my dog?!"

"Just because it wants to bite me." Jiang Fuyue responded lightly.

"It didn't want to bite you!"

"Oh, then it pounced on me. I thought it was going to bite me. Under this premise, isn't it right to pinch it? If I don't pinch it, it will pounce. If it were you, what would you do?"

Han Ting was suddenly stunned by the question.

But he quickly reacted and sneered: "You come to my house and pinch my dog, are you embarrassed?"

"I'm sorry, because this is my home too."

"you--"

Suddenly, the old man smiled brightly, and his excitement was palpable: "Yes, yes, this is Yueyue's house! How did Xiaoting talk to her sister? Hurry up and apologize! Fortunately, Xiaomang didn't hurt Yueyue, otherwise you will see how I will deal with you!"

Han Ting is stupid.

Is this still the grandfather who treats him as a baby egg and "smashes his grandson" one bite at a time? !

"Blink if you're kidnapped."

The corners of Han Qishan's mouth twitched wildly, and he raised his hand to call his head: "Stinky boy, what are you talking about? Hurry up and apologize!"

"I don't—she almost strangled Xiao Mang to death, she should be the one to apologize!"

"How dare you talk back?" Han Shen came over with a cold expression.

The teenager shrank his neck and quickly hid behind Han Ke: "Second uncle, help, my dad is going to hit me!"

"Don't be afraid, the second uncle is protecting you, he doesn't dare."

Han Ting looked proud, turned his head and cast a provocative look at Jiang Fuyue.

bad boy!

But in the next second, Han Ke cleared his throat: "It's okay to protect you, but I have to apologize first."

Han Ting: "?" You are no longer the second uncle I know!

In the end, he could only pursed his lips, put on a look of grievance, and cast a look of help at Han Heng, "Uncle..."

Han Heng: "Cough! That... Little Tingting, there's nothing wrong with apologizing, at least it proves that you dare to act, right?"

Right shit!

Han Ting didn't know why the whole family suddenly changed. He used to be the second uncle's "big baby", the younger uncle's "eyeball", and the grandfather's "heart and flesh". Now he is just a trace of air and a puff of smoke. No presence!

Leng Buding gave Shangjiang Fuyue a meaningful look, and he suddenly realized,——

Yes, because of her!

The little aunt's daughter, the family's new favorite!

Because of her, she was almost stopped from pocket money, and was forced to apologize by everyone.

Han Ting felt that he was worse than the cabbage.

Han Shen opened his mouth and gave an ultimatum: "Will you apologize? No apology is ok, all pocket money will be deducted in the next three months!"

Han Ting is wilted. He is just a rich second generation begging for food under his own father. What bad thoughts does he have?

Don't you just want some pocket money?

"Humph! Apologize when you apologize!"

For the money, he endures!

Han Shen: "Hurry up!"

Jiang Fuyue sat in the original seat without moving, with her back straight, her chin slightly tilted, and a faint smile on her lips.

In the eyes of the three uncles and the old man, it was dignified, grand, and generous.

But in the eyes of Han Ting, a second-year-old teenager, he is ridiculed, ridiculed, and gloating!

"sorry……"

Han Shen: "I can't hear you, speak up!"

Han Ting: "I'm sorry! Okay?!"

"What's your attitude, I-"

"Uncle," Jiang Fuyue said suddenly, "I accept my brother's apology, I feel a little hungry, can I have dinner now?"

"Are you hungry? Let's go to the dining room first."

"it is good."

Han Ting pouted and pretended!

Why don't you accept it sooner? You have to wait for him to say it a second time before accepting it, which is obviously intentional!

He stared fiercely at Jiang Fuyue's back, wishing to turn his eyes into a knife and pierce the thin little body directly.

At this moment, Jiang Fuyue suddenly turned around, the ferocity in the boy's eyes was too late to subside, and he was bumped straight.

Han Ting was startled.

Jiang Fuyue curled her lips slightly, and saw her lips move, but she didn't make a sound.

Han Ting recognized her mouth shape, and she said: I did it on purpose!

wipe--

Too chicken thief!

...

The dinner table is full of large and small plates.

All kinds of food, most of which are Jiang Fuyue's favorite!

Han Shen: "I asked Xiaoru what you like to eat, so I asked the aunt at home to make some, to taste whether it suits your taste?"

"Thank you uncle."

"The craftsmanship is definitely not as good as your dad's, but it shouldn't be too bad..." As she said that, she put a piece of spareribs in her bowl.

Han Ting looked at his old father with a gentle and caring face. It was something he never got after he entered junior high school, and only existed in the distant and scattered memories of his childhood.

All of a sudden, it was sour.

Why don't you give him food? He likes ribs too!

Still not the father?

She is so good to her niece, and she doesn't know how to deduct pocket money for her own son, which is a double standard that makes people and gods angry!

Snapped--

Han Ting put down his chopsticks: "Don't eat it!"

After speaking, he got up suddenly and ran out of the dining room.

"Hey, Xiaoting - just a few mouthfuls, are you full?!" Han Heng wanted to chase after him.

"Sit down!" Han Shen said coldly, "Don't worry about him, if you want to eat it or not, if you don't eat it, you will fall down!"

Han Ke: "Brother, I have to say something to you. Don't be so fierce to Xiao Ting. The more fierce you are, the more he will fight against you. Occasionally, you should take proper care of the self-esteem of adolescent boys!"

Han Shen: "He's not a little girl, so what does he take care of? If it's not strict, he can stab a hole in the sky, believe it or not?"

...

In the garden, Han Ting was squatting on the lawn, stroking Rottweiler's smooth back hair.

"Xiao Mang, is there any discomfort? Did she pinch you?"

The dog chirps twice.

"Okay, okay, I know you hurt, I'll open a can of snacks for you later."

"Wang-"

"Hey, you get excited when you talk about canned food. Are you a foodie?"

"Wow--" the dog continued to bark.

Han Ting turned around and found Jiang Fuyue standing not far behind him.

"What do you want?!" He was instantly alert, and subconsciously took the dog into his arms.

"If you're so nervous about your dog, why would you let it pounce on me?"

The young man was stunned.

"Since you let it rush over, you must be prepared for it to be restrained and revenge, or even be killed and killed in a serious way."

"That's the price you pay for it."

Han Ting: "I..."

"If it dies today, you are the culprit. Its life is paying for your stupidity!"

Three shifts, five thousand words.

Sister Yue is not abusing the dog, but to let the dog owner understand that his sloppiness may cause the pet to be hurt or even lose his life!