Chapter 1005

The following day

Huaisheng's wooden fish was left in Fu's house, but he still got up on time and had nothing to do, so he made a little earlier.

Yu Manxi stayed up all night, but he didn't expect to have hot porridge when he came home. "Did you sleep here last night? It must be Fu Yu who's pestering you again. She's a little crazy at work and can stay up late. You should learn to refuse. "

"Well." Huaisheng nodded.

He had been brewing for a long time yesterday and wanted to refuse her, but his heart softened when he saw her eyes full of curiosity.

"Where are you going on Mid Autumn Festival?" Yu Manxi is drinking porridge.

"Go to see the master and go up the mountain to celebrate the festival with his brothers."

Huaisheng's grandmother passed away eight or nine years ago. Her sister married a long time ago. Master Pudu has cognitive impairment these years. He can't remember people or events. He was taken by a distant relative to provide for the aged. It's good for him. Huaisheng often goes to see him and is much fatter than before.

"I'm afraid many of you are going home."

Huaisheng was silent.

"Before you were out of town, you were alone. Come to our house this year. I think the third uncle also wants you to stay."

Yu Manxi didn't give him a chance to refute, so he decided the matter.

Huaisheng nodded, "thank you."

"You and I are not polite."

……

Fu Yu didn't sleep well all night, and she didn't know when Huaisheng would leave. When she got up, Yu Manxi was making lunch, while Fu Sinian was giving her a hand. In fact, she was chatting with her at this time.

"... Xiaoyu, you should pay attention in the future. Huaisheng is embarrassed to refuse you. Don't go too far and always bully him." Yu Manxi exhorts.

Fu Yu Qingshen, when did she bully him!

The monk chased her all night in his dream, which made her headache. Who bullied whom.

*

Yunjin capital

When Huaisheng went back, Fu Chen didn't go out. There were still a few people in suits and shoes at home. There were many mid autumn festival gift boxes in the living room, mostly moon cakes.

No one dared to come to this house before, let alone give gifts.

These people are running for Song Feng to come late. Jiang Er is good at marketing. Song Fengwan has excellent contacts in various circles and receives gifts constantly during the Spring Festival.

"This is..." we didn't know Huaisheng. Looking at his appearance, he was gentle and clear, as if he was not an ordinary person.

Fu said, just raised his hand to let Huaisheng go upstairs, "go to have a rest."

People who stay up late are always a little depressed, especially Huaisheng, who doesn't usually stay up late. If he sleeps a little late, his eyes will be red.

After a few days' cultivation, he was drained again.

He knew very well what these people were thinking. If Huaisheng talked to them more, he was afraid that he would be missed.

"I've seen this little master. He seems to be the one who has been supported by the Third Master of Tzu Chi temple, right?" Someone said with a smile.

Fu Chen loves to go to temples. Some people will go to temples to cater to his preferences.

Fu Chen did not deny it.

"You're not young, are you? Do you have a partner? "

"Looking at a talented person with a good appearance, he must be promising."

……

Song Fengwan sat on one side and cleared his throat.

Fu Shen said in a deep voice, "he wants to become a monk. He can't get married because he abides by the precepts."

It's no use staring at him.

When they left, they kept feeling:

"It's a pity that the third master has heard that he has an object. He can't flatter him. How can he even be a monk?"

"The third master loves him very much. What kind of monk do you want to become a monk? What do you want to do in the capital with him

"What do you know? They have faith and ideals. Your ideas are too vulgar! If he is really the kind of ambitious and insatiable man, can the third master like him so much? "

"Yo, you're not vulgar, you're not vulgar. Why did you ask someone to find a relationship to put your son in the second middle school and put him in Fu Huan's class?"

……

Song Fengwan watched them leave with a long sigh of relief, staring at the moon cakes all over the room, with a terrible headache.

It's enough to taste fresh moon cakes. If you eat them every day, you'll feel tired. There are so many moon cakes that you can't finish in a year. Some of them have a short shelf life and are easy to waste.

At this time, Qianjiang strode into the room, looking serious.

"Have all the guests gone?" Fu Shen asked.

"Well." Qianjiang nodded.

"What are you up to?" Ten sides are against him.

"Those people were talking about Huaisheng just now." Qianjiang has always dared to speak.

Shifang shrugged, "it's normal. Don't worry about them."

As long as they know that Huaisheng will not pose a threat to them and will not get any benefits from him, they will not pester him.

"It is said that Mr. Yang has put his son in the class of the young lady."

"Well?" Fu Shen lifted his eyelids, "what do you mean?"

"Want to get close to miss."

In fact, everyone knows what the man wants to do. However, Qianjiang saw that his third master didn't respond and said directly:

"He wants his son to go to the ladies."

"The young lady is still young. Mr. Yang is immoral."

"Third Master, I'll deal with the boy."

What he wants to do is known to all, but Qianjiang has to pick it up, which makes Fu Chen very unhappy.

"What do you want to do with it? Mr. Yang's family is also a child. Can you still beat people to death? "

“……”

At this time, Fu Qinyuan came down from the upstairs, dressed neatly, and apparently intended to go out.

"It's easy to solve. She's going to have a parents' meeting tomorrow. I know the boy of the Yang family. I'll just go and have a chat with him."

"Where are you going?" Song Fengwan asked.

"Catch a fish." Fu Qinyuan coughed.

I got on the car with fishing gear.

Now he is not fishing at all, but fishing for his father-in-law!