Chapter 148

Banshan Temple

In a few minutes later, the snow covered the sky and covered the eaves with green tiles.

Seeing the sky gradually dim, the distant mountains are like giant animals dormant, snowing, black and white gradually.

Occasionally, tits flutter past, leaving footprints.

Song Fengwan stood at the door, looking at the snow, biting his lips and looking at Fu Shen on one side, "Third Master, when will the snow stop? I can't go back."

Last time I went to the snow field alone with Fu Chen, something happened. This time

"Even if it stops, you can't go down the mountain. It's snowy on the road. It's more dangerous to drive in the dark if you don't clean up the snow on the winding mountain road." Fu Chen drank hot tea, "don't stand at the door, come in and sit for a while."

"Can't go back?" She still doesn't give up.

"The snow is estimated to last until midnight. I can't make fun of your life safety." Fu Chen took it for granted.

"But..."

"Third master." A five or six-year-old little monk came in, "master asked me to tell you that it's snowy, so don't leave tonight."

He was born with red lips and white teeth, and a scar on his head. He was a young man, but he was like an adult.

"Good." Fu Chen squatted down, his sight level with him, and reached out to wipe the melted snow off his small head.

Song Fengwan looked at him. She didn't expect that Fu Chen would be so kind to the children.

He must like children. If he has children in the future

Song Feng coughed twice in the evening and thought where he was.

"But the master said that there is no heating stove in the guest room of the temple, so you can sleep with me tonight. My room is very big." He took it very seriously.

The temple is no better than the city, there is no comprehensive heating, it is burning coal for heating.

"Well, say thank you to your master for me." Fu Chen said with a smile.

"I'll call you to dinner later." After that, he went out with a polite salute to song Fengwan.

**

All the food in the temple is vegetarian. Xu Shi prepared a longevity noodle for Fu Chen on his birthday.

After dinner, they chatted with several masters. They had evening classes, so they asked the young monk to take them back to the house.

There is nothing for entertainment here. I will go back to my room to sleep at five or six o'clock.

Song Fengwan never felt that the night was so long.

"Here we are. Come on in." Little monk opened the door. It was cold in the mountains. The windows and doors were wrapped in plastic and airtight. As soon as he opened the room, he smelled the pungent smell of burning coal. A hole was opened on one side for ventilation.

It's just

Besides a table, a room with more than ten square meters is a Kang against the wall.

That's the expression. There's only one bed.

"Sleep here?" Song Fengwan didn't dislike the environment here, just three people crowded together“ How do you sleep with this one? "

"Lie down and sleep." Little Shami was very serious.

He climbed up to the Kang and moved his bedding to the side in a neat way.

Song Fengwan was blocked up for half a night by his words, but Fu Chen stood on the side, always hanging the corner of his mouth.

"I'll go to elder martial brother's side to hold two quilts for you." Little Shami worked very fast and had already stepped out.

"I'll go with you." Where can Fu Shen let a child hold the quilt.

Song Fengwan looked at the Kang and paced back and forth in the room, nervous and uneasy.

**

Fu Chen followed little monk out of the room, and the child immediately took his hand.

"Third uncle, did I do well just now?" I've just been an adult, but now I'm innocent.

"Well, good." Fu Chen took his hand.

"Are you after her? Do you like her? Do you want to marry her? "

Fu Chen chuckled, "mother-in-law? Where did you learn that word? "

"Elder martial brother said that some of them want to return to the secular life and get married at home."

"Pregnant." Fu Shen looked down at him, "do you want to go down to school?"

Huaisheng thought for a moment, shook his head, "master is old, I want to take care of him, and my ideal is to be a host."

Fu Chen sneered. He was young and thought a lot.

Fu Chen comes back here many times a year to pray for blessings. When he met Huaisheng, he was only two months old.

He was an abandoned baby. He was found in the mountains by pilgrims and called the police. At that time, the nearest place to the place where he was abandoned was the temple. The pilgrim sent him to the temple and was afraid of causing trouble. Before the police came, he left.

There is no monitoring in the mountains and temples, and there is no place to look for people.

The police took the child back for half a month, but they didn't find their parents. They planned to send him to the orphanage. Thinking that the temple had taken him in for a few days, they told the master in the temple.

After all, he had a fate with the temple, so the master took him back to raise him. In the household register, his master was his father.

"Uncle, if you get married, do you have sugar to eat? Those elder martial brothers bring me sugar when they get married. " Fu Chen used to bring him some food, a few bags of sugar, for half a year.

"I told you, if you want to eat, call me."

"Master said you were busy."

Huaisheng knew from childhood that he was an abandoned baby. He had low self-esteem and never wanted to trouble others.

"I'm not busy." Fu Chen led him to the other side of the Zen room.

"Third uncle..."

"Well?"

"Your mother-in-law is very pretty." His little face turned red with cold and grinned at him.

Fu Chen made a slip of words. Sooner or later, he was angry with the child. Where did he learn this crooked word.

**

Fu Chen goes back to his room with two quilts in his arms. Song Fengwan is in a daze. How can he sleep this night? He is worried.

"Third Master, I'll come." Song Fengwan took the quilt and arranged it on the Kang.

Huaisheng moved his quilt to the edge.

"You sleep in the middle." Song Fengwan looked at him with a sincere face.

"I don't sleep well, so my elder martial brother doesn't want to share the room with me. I'm afraid I'll kick you. I'd better go to sleep." Huaisheng was very considerate. He also patted the position of his side. "Third Master, you can sleep in the middle."

Fu Shen nodded, with no wind or waves on his face.

"Then you take a break. I'll go to the evening class." Huaisheng jumped out of bed and ran out. He also helped them close the door.

Song Fengwan sat by the bed and didn't dare to climb up.

Fu Chen then began to make the bed, until his mobile phone rang, just looked at the home landline phone.

"Hello -" Fu Chen sat beside the bed, calm.

"Third Master, when will you and I come back?" Uncle Nian looks at Gao Xue. The teacher has been sitting for nearly two hours. He doesn't want to leave, and he can't drive people away.

"Not tonight."

Uncle Nian was stunned, "that..."

"I can't go back when I meet snow on the mountain. If I live in the temple, please tell her cousin for me."

"The late teacher came and sat for a long time." Uncle Nian took the phone to one side and whispered.

"Which teacher?"

"It's from the tutorial class. It's Gao."

Fu Shen frowned, "ask her out!"

Uncle Nian's expression was slightly smothering, and Fu Shen's tone was not right, and he didn't study deeply.

**

In the capital of Yunjin

Uncle Nian hangs up and is about to ask her to leave. Duan Linbai comes down from the upstairs angrily. When he sees a guest, his pupils shrink

"Oh, my gosh He turned and ran upstairs.

He's wearing pajamas, which is bad for his image.

Gao Xue had noticed that someone came downstairs for a long time, but she didn't expect that it was Duan Linbai, and her brain was buzzing.

After a few minutes, the sound of footsteps came. She immediately got up and subconsciously arranged her clothes. This time, it was not Duan Linbai, but the cold faced plague she met in the tutoring class that day.

Josiyan wore a shirt, rolled his sleeves, and a knife in his hand. His hair was messy and wild.

"Master Qiao, you've figured it out. I was wondering if I would ask you to come down for dinner." Uncle Nian looks at him with a smile. He says that he wants to polish the jade. Don't let people disturb him. Uncle Nian is naturally witty.

"Well, it's almost over."

Josiyan's eyes fell on Gao Xue, which made her heart tremble.

"Hello, I'm song Fengwan's teacher." Gao Xue said hello to him in a hurry.

"Well, what's up?" Josiyan's face was cold and his heart was cold.

"I came here to apologize for what happened last time." The boss has threatened her not to go to work if she doesn't deal with it well. This job is too profitable for her to lose.

"Last time, it was our improper handling that made her feel aggrieved."

"Our tutorial class, there is a three-day sprint class, the pressure of many years of test questions, want her to study in the past..." Gao Xue was he looked guilty.

"It's all free. There's no charge."

Josiyan turned the carving knife in his hand, fine knife, flying at his fingertips, loose action, but extremely sharp eyes.

"Improper handling? It's clearly dereliction of duty. You just want to put it off with a few words. You know whether it's intentional or misunderstanding. "

Josiyan is not easy to deceive. He can see her mind clearly.

"I didn't take the initiative to go to you for trouble. I've given you a lot of face. You'll come back later."

"Sprint class?" Josiyan said, "we don't need this money."

"Please get out of my sight at once

Gao Xue didn't expect josiyan to speak so rudely and directly.

"Not yet? If I ask you to go out, I'm afraid you have no face. "

He's already very polite. Don't show your face.

Although uncle Nian didn't know what happened, he knew that josiyan wouldn't have an attack for no reason. He was watching.

Gao Xuemian has no light on his face. He is so shy that he finds out the contact information of the tutoring class from his bag and puts it on the tea table, "... Well, if you have something to do, please contact us again, I'll..."

"Take it with you." Josiyan looked and responded.

Gao Xue's face is swollen. People don't even want to leave a business card. His disgust is beyond expression.

She picked up her business card and ran out.

When Duan changed his clothes and went downstairs, Gao Xue was gone.

"What about people? Why are you leaving now? Scared away by you? " Duan Linbai looks at Qiao Xiyan, tut——

I'll play cool.

Josiyan looked at him and said nothing.

"What do you think I'm doing? Why not?" Duan Linbai hums coldly.

Seeing that they were at each other's throats, uncle Nian said in a hurry, "by the way, the third master and the temple are trapped in the mountain because of the heavy snow. I'm afraid they can't come back tonight."

Josiyan noticed that there was heavy snow outside.

"Temple?" Josiyan frowned.

"I should be praying. It's too dangerous to go on the road at night when it's snowy." Uncle Nian said with a smile.

Qiao Xiyan nodded, Buddhism quietly, can't expect anything unexpected, "Uncle Nian, do you have a grindstone here?"

"This one is not." Uncle Nian shook his head.

Duan Linbai was still happy just now. Fu Shen was so quick that he took the girl out to spend the night alone.

You continue to cross with me, one day you will cry.

Just a few seconds later, when he heard that he was looking for a grindstone, his face turned white.

It's dark. Why are you sharpening your knife?

His neck was instantly cool. He was so big that he was never so homesick.

He always felt that he was not born to his father, but his father never wanted to kill him.

**

And now the temple in the mountain

The quilt has been laid. Song Fengwan sits on the Kang and lowers her head to check her mobile phone. The signal is not good. She has to wait a long time to brush a web page. Yu Guang catches a glimpse of Fu Shen taking off his coat and raising her hand to take off her sweater.

"Third Master..." she was flustered, "what are you doing?"

"Undress." Fu Chen takes it for granted. Is it not clear?

"It's just after six." How long does it take to go to bed so early to fall asleep.

"Well, I'm sleepy."

"It's too early to go to bed."

"Can you do without sleep?" Fu Chen looked at her, here is a coal stove, a table, not even a book.

Then he took off his sweater and lay down with only his shirt on.

Song Fengwan was biting her lips, and it was even more difficult to sit still. She was almost crazy. When she was restless, she only heard a sentence from behind

"Late, go to bed."