This Time, I Will Get My Divorce

This Time, I Will Get My Divorce Chapter 1415

Chapter 1415 – Father’s Death Day

As soon as Mama Feng saw the nervous expression of the little two, she knew what the little couple was worried about, and smiled, “Don’t worry, the eldest young master, the eldest young lady, the old lady does not know about you for the time being, call the eldest young master, it should be that the death day of the young master is coming, so it is just to discuss how it is planned to be held this year.” Can

be called a young master, without big or small, only Fu Jingting’s father, Fu Huai.

Fu Jingting immediately breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, “Calculate the time, my father’s death day is indeed these days, I know, I will call my grandmother back in a while, hard work Feng’s mother.”

“What does the eldest young master say, okay, then I won’t bother you, I’ll go and prepare tomorrow’s ingredients first.” After that, Mama Feng turned around and went back to the kitchen.

Rong Shu looked at the man, “Dad’s death day, we will all go to worship then, right?”

Fu Jingting bowed, “Of course, but you don’t have to go, you are physically inconvenient, I can go by myself.”

“How about that.” Rong Shu shook her head, “How can I be absent from this kind of sacrifice to the elders, and I’m not really unable to move, it’s still no problem to go for a few hours.” Hearing

her say this, and seeing that she insisted on going, Fu Jingting thought about it and finally agreed.

After all, he had never let her see his parents before, and now it was time for her to meet them too.

“Okay, then, I’ll take you there.” Fu Jingting touched her hair and agreed.

Rong Shu snorted, “Then you call your grandmother back, otherwise the old man should fall asleep in a while.”

“Okay, I’ll call my grandmother.” Fu Jingting said, took out his mobile phone, and returned to the old lady.

At this time, there is not much left before the old lady’s bedtime, so if you don’t call the old lady at this time, you have to wait until tomorrow.

Soon, the old lady’s call was connected, and Fu Jingting turned on the hands-free so that Rong Shu could also hear it.

The kind and happy voice of the old lady came, “Shushu, I still call my grandmother so late.” The

corner of Fu Jingting’s mouth twitched. NôvelDrama.Org owns this.

Did the grandmother do it on purpose, this is obviously his call, his mobile phone number, he doesn’t believe that the grandmother didn’t see it, but the grandmother skipped him, saying that Xiaoyezi called, is there still him this grandson in her eyes?

Rong Shu looked at the man’s somewhat blackened handsome face, covered her lips and smiled, and responded to the other end of the phone, “Grandmother, didn’t bother you to rest so late, right?”

“Nope.” The old lady replied with a smile: “Grandmother I, the older I get, the more I can’t sleep, this time I am very energetic, did not disturb me, on the contrary, you called over, accompany my old woman to talk, my old woman is still very happy.”

“Well, we’re worried that we’ll disturb your grandmother’s rest.” Rong Shu smiled and said, “Grandmother, it’s like this, just now Mother Feng told us that you called Jing Ting in the afternoon, let Jing Ting wake up and come back to you, and now this call is from Jing Ting.”

In any case, what men do, of course, has to be attributed to men, and they can’t grab the credit themselves.

At this time, Fu Jingting finally spoke, “Grandmother, you are for your father’s death day, right?” When

the old lady heard the two words of death, sadness and loneliness suddenly appeared on her originally smiling face.

After all, it was her son.

The white-haired person sending the black-haired person is enough to make her an old woman miserable, and the annual black-haired person’s death day is even more ripping her heart.

But even if she has a heart, she must face it, and she cannot forget her son.

“Yes, your father’s death day is coming, that is, three days later.” The old lady sighed, “I want to ask you how you plan to do this year.”

“Grandmother, I already know who killed my father.” Fu Jingting did not immediately answer the old lady’s words, but first talked about this matter.

After the old lady listened, except for the hand holding the mobile phone tightened, there was not much emotional change on her face.

Obviously, she has long been clear about this matter.

Also, how did his son die, as a mother, will he really not investigate?

Perhaps a long time ago, she already knew who the murderer was, but she never said it or made a move.

After not hearing the old lady’s reply, Fu Jingting also guessed what the old lady was thinking, and his thin lips moved, and asked, “Grandmother, do you already know?”

As soon as

these words came out, Rong Shu also looked at the phone in surprise.

You know, Fu Jingting said that he hadn’t told his grandmother about this.

The air suddenly became quiet, and Rong Shu and Fu Jingting could only hear the old lady’s breathing, which came over the phone.

Otherwise, they thought that the old lady had fallen asleep and hung up the phone.

After a long time, just as Fu Jingting was about to ask again, the old lady finally spoke, “That’s right, I knew about this matter five years ago.

Fu Jingting’s pupils shrank, “Five years ago!” His

father died twelve years ago, and it took him twelve years to find the murderer behind it.

Unexpectedly, my grandmother actually knew about it five years ago.

“But why, you didn’t tell me?” Fu Jingting’s throat moved, and he asked with some incomprehension.

Since the old lady had known so long ago, she should have told him earlier, maybe now Su Cheng has long paid the price for his actions, and his father’s hatred has long been repaid.

How the old lady didn’t understand what Fu Jingting was thinking in her heart, she sighed