Chapter 347

Capital compound, Fu's old house

Song Fengwan and Qiao Xiyan were stopped at the gate of the compound when they rented out, so they had to go in on foot.

Before he took two steps, he heard several barks of dogs. Song Fengwan looked around carefully and found Fu Xinhan flirting with his mother dog in the grass, and

There's more than one bitch.

"Fu Xinhan?" Song Fengwan tried to shout.

Every time Fu Xinhan goes back to the courtyard, the first thing he does is to say hello to the old man from house to house.

"Wang --" Fu Xinhan jumped out of the grass and rushed to song Fengwan. He was almost two years old. He was an adult dog and was very fat. He nearly knocked her over and wagged his tail in circles towards song Fengwan.

"Good boy." Song Fengwan lowered his head and touched his head.

Qiao Xiyan glanced at Fu Xinhan and looked at some female dogs not far away. He couldn't see that they were still romantic.

Fu Chen believes in Buddhism. How could he raise such a dog.

When they arrived at Fu's house, the old lady was still surprised, "why did you come with Fu Xinhan?" She pulls song Fengwan to go in.

"On the way." Song Fengwan looked around, met Fu Shen's eyes, and politely laughed, "grandfather Fu is good, Third Master is good."

"Well." Fu Lao puts down the water cigarette bag, light should wear.

"To report today? How about school? " The old lady asked a lot.

"Very good."

"To the dorm? Are roommates easy to get along with? In fact, we have a vacant house in our family. We can't get used to it. We can move here and accompany me. The university course is not tense. "

Old lady this is polite, song Fengwan nature can't promise, "all very good, dormitory is also good."

"If you can't go back home during the holiday, you can come to play with me. None of our grandchildren are intimate. Fu Sinian moved out when he graduated as an adult, so he doesn't like to live with us."

"Cough -" Fu Chen coughed.

"The third one is good. He often accompanies me to the theatre." The old lady said with a smile.

In the late Song Dynasty, Yu Guang looked at Fu Chen.

Today, he rarely wears a short sleeve white shirt, light casual pants, and sports shoes. In summer, his hair is short and fresh, and he looks moist and gentle. In addition, his dress is no different from that of college students.

Qiao Xiyan also looked at Fu Shen.

When I first met Fu Chen, I was dressed in black and holding beads of Buddha. I was condescending and occupied all the romantic and freehand brushwork. What is this dress today?

How old are you, dressed so fresh?

Josiyan had a strange dislike.

"The third master is very good." Song Fengwan praised Fu Chen without any trace.

Fu chenqiang held back his smile and pressed down the smile lines on the corner of his mouth. The next second, the old lady said a word, which poked into her heart.

"You've been living there for several months, and they have a good relationship. How can you call him? It's too much..."

"Call uncle three!"

Shi Fangzheng stood at the door, helping Fu Xinhan wipe his paws. When he heard the old lady's words, he almost laughed.

White knife goes in and red knife comes out. It's too cruel.

"Well, third uncle." Song Fengwan is holding a smile.

Fu Chen pinches the chess score tightly, has the suffering speech.

"Third, don't forget what you promised me." The old lady suddenly looked at Fu Shen.

"I know."

"Don't stay at home day by day. Is there a daughter-in-law in heaven? If you go out for a walk, you can see that Fu Xinhan knows to go out and play with a female dog. Don't spend every day with Duan Linbai. " The old lady was very angry.

Fu Chen rubs the chess score and doesn't speak. Yu Guang glimpses song Fengwan with a smile and frowns slightly.

Is it funny that he will be reprimanded?

That's a lot of guts.

"Old three, you go upstairs to shout Huai to be born to eat." The little monk is doing his homework in the study upstairs.

**

Song Feng didn't see Huaisheng for a long time in the evening. They were close to each other. He was much taller than before. He was wearing a cool black-and-white school uniform, but his bald head was still a good example.

Fu Chen once proposed to let him store his hair. Huaisheng insisted that he would go back to the temple to be the abbot in the future. Not keeping his hair was his only insistence.

At the beginning of school, I was laughed by my classmates. After a long time, we are used to it.

"Sister, will you come back to live with me this time?" Huaisheng looks naive.

"I want to live in a dormitory." Song Fengwan said with a smile.

"Then I can't see you?"

"No, if I don't have a class, I can come to play with you." Song Fengwan touched his smooth little head.

"But I don't have time to play. My third uncle said that I didn't do well in the final exam last semester. I was not allowed to go up the mountain at the weekend. I had to find a teacher to make up for my lessons." Huaisheng is short of preschool education, weak foundation and unable to get up.

"Have you found a good teacher?" The old lady took over.

"Still looking." Fu Chen replied.

"You're not very idle. It's not a problem to tutor you." Mr. Fu squinted and tasted the wine carefully.

Fu Chen once tutored Huaisheng, but he was almost driven crazy. The child's thinking is totally different from him. He recites a 99 multiplication table, and now he can get 4927?

Up to now, writing a Pinyin letter is still crooked.

Once, he made a connection question, which nearly made Fu Shen mad. Huaisheng still comforted him with a smile, "third uncle, you should be calm in everything you do, and anger is the most harmful."

Fu Chen has never been reprimanded by his teacher since he entered school, just because he

He was reprimanded by his teacher for the first time in his life.

Or because the performance can't be improved, I can't do the topics I've talked about.

No matter how good a temper is, you can't help doing homework with your children.

Fu Shen light Shen, "I tried, found that can not do."

"Tutoring children needs patience, so you should preview in advance. When you have children in the future, you will know what to do." Old Fu said with a smile.

"Cough -" song Fengwan was choked by fishbone for a long time.

"Watch out for fish." Josiyan sat beside her.

"Sister, are you free to help me?" Huaisheng's eyes are shining at her.

"Me?" Song Fengwan was stunned, "I just went to school. I need military training after a while. I don't think I have time recently." She didn't even get the timetable. She didn't know if she was free.

"I'll make up the weekend. Don't you have a weekend off?"

"It's not very clear yet. Let me see the course arrangement."

Fu Shen narrowed his eyes and looked at Huaisheng.

I'll buy him milk tea later.

"Wanwan and Xiyan will stay here tonight, and go to Laosan to pick up their luggage tomorrow." The old lady tried her best to keep them, but they could only stay.

After dinner, song Fengwan accompanies Huaisheng to his study to do his homework, Qiao Xiyan accompanies Fu's elder in the living room, and Fu Chen goes out to walk his dog

**

Study on the second floor

After Huaisheng finished his homework, song Fengwan took a pencil and helped him correct it.

Because they were all arithmetic problems. Although they were not complicated, they had to be looked at slowly. Song Fengwan was so attentive that he didn't even notice that Fu Chen pushed the door in.

Fu Chen hands Huaisheng a cup of milk tea and signals him to go out.

Huaisheng holds milk tea and stands at the door to help watch the wind.

"Huaisheng, your previous homework was all corrected by Uncle San? He signed it? " Song Fengwan inadvertently turned to the front, and Fu Shen's signature was on the bottom of the assignment.

Beautiful thin body, introverted and handsome, can not hide the arrogance.

Song Fengwan took the pen, compared with his signature, imitated it, tangible and spiritless.

"Want to imitate me?" Fu Chen didn't know when to stand behind her.

Song Fengwan's back is facing the door. As soon as he turns his head, Fu Chen has reached behind her, stretched out his arm, supported the table with one hand, pressed it on the notebook, and grasped her hand holding the pen with the other.

Around her in a hug.

Song Fengwan, with a look of consternation, raised it in one breath and hung it to his throat.

"When did you come in?"

"I'll teach you to write my name." Fu Chen lowered his head, the burning breath fell on her ear, and the voice was deep and sweet.

You can still hear the old lady's hearty laughter downstairs. Song Fengwan's whole body is muddled. His whole blood seems to be doing the opposite, and his little face is red.

He put his arm around her from his back and trapped her in this small world. The smell of sandalwood was all around him. His chest was hot and her breath fell on her ears

It's so light and heavy that it makes one's legs soft.

As soon as song Fengwan's fingers loosened, Fu Shen held her hand, closed it tightly, and wrote the word "Fu Shen" on the paper, which was very powerful.

"Remember the first word I taught you?" Fu Chen looked at her and his earlobes were red. He suddenly chuckled.

Why are you still so shy.

"The first..." song Fengwan recalled that Fu Chen had taught himself in this posture at that time.

"This is it."

Fu Shen took her hand and wrote "late" in the book.

"It's late." Fu Chen is intoxicated with laughter.

Song Feng blushed in the evening.

Fu Shen's eyes fell on her soft and bright red mouth, raised her hand, tilted her head to her side, and bowed her head to kiss

I always wanted to kiss, but once something started, I couldn't restrain it and stop it.

The tip of her tongue went into her mouth, and there was no reason

When Huaisheng got back his homework, he found that Fu Shen and song Fengwan had their names in the front homework, and they were surrounded with love.

He frowned slightly. The assignment was due.

He took the eraser and wiped out the names of the two people. Why did he spoil his exercise book when he was in love.