Chapter 153

Song Fengwan was just startled by Cheng LAN. He was also startled by the little monk's words. He blinked and stared at the back of Fu Chen's head. His breathing was about to stop.

"Huaisheng, I..."

"What my sister said just now, do you like the third uncle and have nothing to do with the aunt? Did you forget? " Huaisheng's eyes are black and bright, showing innocence.

"I was just..." she was in a hurry.

"Sister, you are only 17 years old, just like my master, your memory is declining?"

"Third Master, don't listen to his nonsense!"

"We monks don't lie!" Huaisheng said with a straight face, "you said it clearly, and you still don't admit it?"

"I did say that, but the situation is different. It can't be just one day. In different contexts, the same words mean different things." Song Fengwan patiently explained to him.

Fu Shen's fingers clutching the steering wheel, just a heart excited to fly up, and now he fell down again.

Explain that to a kid?

Even contextual analysis has emerged.

"So you said it." Huaisheng lowered his head to drink milk tea, a pair of what you say, I am still, "said to recognize, the little monk does not lie!"

Except when doing good deeds, helping others to get married is to accumulate merits.

The late Song Dynasty is full of style.

Why is the little monk still a little rascal.

"Third Master, I'll tell you what happened at that time..."

"It's not suitable for children when there are children. Let's go home and talk about it slowly."

Song Fengwan's heart is beating. It's not like that.

How can you cheat her for buying so many things for him?

"Huaisheng, your master called me just now. Please give him another call." Fu Chen dials the phone and hands it to Huaisheng.

After a while, when the phone was connected, he held his cell phone and cried out happily, "master --"

Song Fengwan looks miserable. He looks out of the window and doesn't say a word. He is afraid that he will have to settle with her again.

**

When they got home, they had lunch.

Qiao Xiyan is helping nianshu serve food in the living room when he sees two people coming in. Just as they want to shout song Fengwan, he catches a glimpse that Fu Shen is followed by a child with a pile of messy things in his hand.

Looking at the strange environment, some timid.

How can I go out and bring back a child?

This child should not be Fu Shen's

"Oh, this is not Huaisheng!" Uncle Nian was still wearing an apron, wiping his hands and walking out.

"Good year, grandfather." Huaisheng knew him. In the past, his uncle would go to the mountain with Fu Chen. Especially during the Spring Festival, everyone wanted to go to Shangxiang for a safe and smooth year.

"What are you doing here?"

"When I come here to study, my master will tell me that if I have knowledge and knowledge, I can go back to be abbot." Huaisheng is obsessed with being abbot.

"It's good to read. If the old lady knows you're going down the mountain, she will be happy." Uncle Nian smiles and helps him put things on one side, "who bought your clothes? They are very beautiful."

"Sister." Huaisheng shouts song Fengwan sweetly.

Song Fengwan smiles and doesn't want to talk to him.

"Take off your coat and take off your hat. Grandpa will take you to wash your hands and have dinner right away." Fu Chen was brought by his younger uncle since he was a child. He can take care of children better than others.

As soon as you take off your hat, the cerebellar melon seeds are in the light

Shine!

Josiyan was stunned.

Why is he a little monk.

"Cousin." Song Feng said that he was suffering in the evening, so he could only ask for comfort in his coquetry. His tone was soft and sweet, and Fu Shen raised his eyebrows.

"Wronged? Bullied? "

"It was when I met someone that I realized that what happened recently had something to do with her..."

When his cousins kiss Nini and talk head to head, Fu Chen can only watch. Suddenly, he feels something on his leg arches him. When he looks down, he sees Fu Xinhan selling cute.

Fu Chen is too lazy to pay attention to it. He calls Duan Linbai with his mobile phone and goes upstairs to change his clothes.

**

Duan Linbai is now a twenty-four filial son at home, kneading his father's shoulder and beating his back.

"Hello, Fusan."

Count he has conscience, know that he left, but also take the initiative to call him.

"Later, let your store manager send me something for children, including bed utensils and toiletries."

"Lying trough, Fu San, when did you have children?" Duan Linbai exploded immediately.

Sitting on the sofa, Duan's father looked at him, silent.

"Why are you carrying me behind your back? You have all the children?"

"Damn you, you'll get a thousand knives."

"Huaisheng, from the temple on the mountain, I mentioned it to you." Fu Chen pinches the center of his eyebrows and his brain aches.

"Little monk..." Duan Linbai has never been to a temple. Fu Chen sometimes goes there and takes some children to eat and wear. He asks two questions, "you are not related. How can you take them home?"

"I fell in love with him."

"You'll be kind, too?" How old is that child? I'll send you something later. "

Duan's family started with a department store. Duan Lin Bai knows better than him in this aspect, and he will never miss anything.

"Five and a half."

Duan Linbai hung up and shook his head.

"Dad, shall we continue to rub our shoulders?"

"Have dinner. It's time for you to go on a blind date this afternoon."

Duan Linbai's lips trembled.

"By the way, don't wear your mountain sculpture like clothes. It's too ugly."

Ugly in mink?

What's his father's taste? It's in fashion this year.

**

Yunjin capital

Huaisheng just came to the Fu family. It's different from the mountain. The temple is poor, and there's everything here. He thinks it's novel, but he's embarrassed to see and touch more, so he cleverly lets uncle Nian take it with him.

When they came out of the bathroom, Huaisheng almost cried.

He didn't have much luggage. Many of them were sent by his elder martial brother. They were originally put on one side, but now they were spoiled by a dog. There is still half a piece of steamed bread in them.

Fu Xinhan was chewing steamed bread. When he heard a stranger's voice, he looked up and yelled at him!

"Wang Wang -" scared Huaisheng to dodge.

This yellow dog is really fierce.

Steal his steamed bread and try to bite him.

"Fu Xinhan!" Uncle Nian scolded.

Song Fengwan is talking to Qiao Xiyan, but he doesn't notice that Fu Xinhan drags things out of his heart, and he is covered with steamed bread crumbs.

"Ouo --" Fu Xinhan stopped calling, but he was still staring at the stranger he had never seen.

"Don't be afraid. The dog doesn't bite." Uncle Nian patted Huaisheng on the shoulder, then turned and told Fu Xinhan, "don't bite, and don't call again. Do you hear me?"

Fu Xinhan squatted on the ground, licking the crumbs at the corner of his mouth, and he was still not satisfied.

"Huaisheng, don't be afraid." Although song Fengwan felt that the little monk was so bad that he turned pale with fright, he still pulled him to Fu Xinhan's side, "you touch it, it's very good, it doesn't bite, really."

Fu Xinhan lies on the ground and lets song Fengwan touch him. Huaisheng also touches him twice.

There are several local dogs behind the temple. The family guards are all chained. The thieves are fierce. Huaisheng never dares to run behind.

The dog

It's fatter than a dog in the backyard. It must eat well.

"You see, it doesn't bite." Song Fengwan got up with a smile, "let's go and help you pack up."

Fu Xinhan was caressed very comfortably and enjoyed it with his eyes closed.

Caught off guard, the dog was slapped in the face.

Though not heavy, it blinked.

The little monk has already dragged song Fengwan's hand away.

Fu Xinhan squatted in place.

The dog's face is confused.

**

Uncle Nian didn't know that Huaisheng was coming. He didn't have a vegetable except stir fried rice seedlings. Huaisheng was holding chopsticks and some of them couldn't start.

"You're growing up. Eat some meat." Song Fengwan brought him a braised prawn.

"The chicken is also good. The leg is very tender."

"Shredded pork with garlic, and this..."

Anyway, it's all children. Song Fengwan doesn't have such a grudge, and he's always busy bringing food to him.

"Sister, monks don't eat meat."

"Can't monks eat meat?"

"It's all laity disciples or..." Huaisheng's serious preaching.

"You're not in a temple now. You need to grow up. It's OK to break the precepts."

"Really?" Huaisheng actually smelled the meat and was already swallowing.

"Yes, I promise."

Huaisheng put his hands together and closed his eyes.

Buddha beads, master Guanyin, master... I'm going to break the precepts. As you can see, I want to grow up and forgive my children. I'm sure they will repent and forgive me when they go back.

He opened his eyes and began to eat meat.

My heart has been saying: sin, sin.

The mouth never stops.

Song Fengwan lowers her head and smiles. She feels that the mobile phone in her pocket vibrates twice. She takes a look at it.

Information from Fu Chen.

After dinner, let's have a chat

It's the same place

I'll wait for you

Song Fengwan looks at him. He is talking to nianshu. She looks at Qiao Xiyan again.

Old place? What's the old place between them?

His room?

She has a kind of

The illusion of cheating again.