"You are..."
Old Madam Fu stared blankly at Fu Shan, her voice a mixture of murmur and sigh.
Meeting Old Madam Fu's intense gaze, Fu Shan simply smiled and said calmly,
"Old Madam, hello! My name is Fu Shan."
Upon hearing this, a glint of shrewdness flashed in Old Madam Fu's weathered but still intelligent eyes. She spoke in a deep voice, asking in rapid succession,
"Fu Shan? Which Fu? Young man, you share our surname? How old are you? Where are you from?"
Seeing this, Fu Yuheng couldn't help but chide her,
"Mom, how can Fu Shan answer so many questions at once? How can you ask someone so many questions the moment we meet?"
As he spoke, Fu Yuheng looked at Old Madam Fu with a probing gaze.
He always knew his mother's character well; Old Madam Fu was usually composed and calm in her dealings with others. Today, she could be said to have lost her composure.
So why did their elderly mother react so strangely upon seeing Fu Shan?
And why was she staring at him so intently?
And with such a...strange expression?
Luo Huiying, standing beside her, had the same thought.
However, she didn't forget to explain,
"Mom, Fu Shan doesn't share our surname. His surname is the 'Fu' in 'giving up.' As for his age and hometown..."
At this point, Luo Huiying paused, and she and Fu Yuheng turned to look at Fu Shan:
"By the way! Fu Shan, how old are you? Where are you from?"
Neither of them knew the answer to this question.
"I'm from Yinlong Village, Feng County, Liaoning Province. I'm 22 years old."
Fu Shan answered without much thought.
To their surprise, Madam Fu's expression changed:
"What? You're 22 years old?"
Fu Yuheng and Luo Huiying were also astonished.
Luo Huiying spoke first,
"Fu Shan, so you're 22 this year? You're the same age as my son and little daughter! What a coincidence!"
Hearing this, Fu Yuheng couldn't help but nod,
"Yes! It is indeed a coincidence!"
He never expected that Fu Shan would be the same age as his unfilial son, Fu Zicong.
It's truly a case of comparing goods and people!
His troublesome son is a womanizer, a spendthrift, and a good-for-nothing.
And look at Fu Shan. Capable, responsible, and devoted in relationships.
He's perfect in every way.
So, God is blind; how could He have sent Fu Zicong into their family?
If Fu Shan were a child of the Fu family, Fu Yuheng's son, how wonderful that would be!
If that were the case, Fu Yuheng felt he would wake up laughing every night.
But, ultimately, there is no "if."
Alas!
Fu Shan, of course, had no idea of Fu Yuheng's current thoughts and regrets.
Upon hearing Fu Yuheng and his wife's words, Fu Shan merely raised an eyebrow in slight surprise before laughing heartily,
"Oh? I'm actually the same age as your son, Uncle Fu? What a coincidence! Haha."
Hearing this, Fu Yuheng smiled and nodded, leading him to the sofa,
"Don't just stand here. Come! Come! Come! Let's sit down and chat."
He couldn't possibly have Fu Shan's wonderful and outstanding son.
However, he was already very happy to have met Fu Shan by chance and become his friend despite their age difference.
Well, perhaps he shouldn't be too demanding, right?
Thinking this, Fu Yuheng's initial regrets vanished instantly. He pulled Fu Shan to sit on the sofa, and they began chatting casually. Seeing
this, Luo Huiying and Xu Yifei exchanged a smile and joined in.
And surprisingly, Old Madam Fu didn't shoo them away.
Instead of chasing them away, she joined in the conversation, chatting enthusiastically with everyone, especially Fu Shan.
It wasn't until later, after Fu Shan had dinner with her, that she finally let him and Xu Yifei leave.
"Mom, you seem to really like Fu Shan,"
Fu Yuheng said, finally speaking after a tearful farewell to Fu Shan and returning to the courtyard house where Old Madam Fu lived. He asked the question he had wanted to ask all along, his tone almost certain.
If his mother didn't like Fu Shan, she wouldn't have kept him there for so long, even inviting him to dinner.
But, people who receive such special treatment from one's mother are rare indeed.
Fu Shan, that kid, is something else!
Sure enough, upon hearing this, Old Madam Fu immediately nodded, saying frankly,
"Yes, this boy is quite good. I like him very much!"
It was rare to see Old Madam Fu so openly express her liking for someone, so Fu Yuheng couldn't help but laugh:
"Haha, it seems Fu Shan really is destined for our family. Not only for me, but also for you, Mom!"
Unexpectedly, upon hearing this, Old Madam Fu raised an eyebrow:
"Destined?"
Old Madam Fu murmured, her expression becoming somewhat dreamy and complex, gazing slowly out the window:
"Son, don't you think Fu Shan looks like someone?"
Hearing Old Madam Fu's words, Fu Yuheng, who had been laughing heartily, became somewhat confused:
"Hmm? Fu Shan looks like someone? Who?"
Hearing this, Old Madam Fu turned and gave Fu Yuheng a deep look, slowly speaking:
"Son, haven't you noticed how much this Fu Shan looks like your father when he was young? He really does! They're practically identical! Especially his eyes!"
Madam Fu's words were like a thunderclap, leaving Fu Yuheng stunned on the spot:
"Wh...what? Father? Mom, you mean Fu Shan looks like Father? He looks exactly like Father when he was young?"
Old Master Fu had passed away many years ago, and due to the passage of time, Fu Yuheng couldn't quite remember what his father looked like when he was young.
After all, a person's appearance and physique change significantly at different stages of life—youth, middle age, old age…
Grandpa Fu married late. When he was young, Fu Yuheng was just a little boy and couldn't remember much about what his father looked like in his youth.
In Fu Yuheng's memory, Grandpa Fu looked like he was in his middle or old age.
Grandma Fu naturally knew this as well.
Seeing her son's confused expression, Grandma Fu waved to Aunt Liu, who was standing nearby.
Aunt Liu immediately understood, turned and went into Grandma Fu's bedroom. In a moment, she returned with an old photograph, quickly walked to Fu Yuheng, and handed him the photograph:
"Sir, this is a picture of your father when he was young. Please take a look!"
Fu Yuheng nodded slightly, subconsciously took the old photograph, and the next second, he couldn't help but widen his eyes in shock...
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