Heartwarming Aristocratic Marriage: Influential Master’s Wife-Chasing Strategy

Chapter 153: The old place is waiting for you (4 more)

Chapter 153 The old place is waiting for you (4 more)

Song Fengwan was startled by Cheng Lan just now, and was startled by the words of the little monk again. He blinked and stared at the back of Fu Chen's head, his breathing stopped.

"Pregnant, I..."

"My sister just said, you like Sanshu, and it has nothing to do with that aunt? Did you forget?" Huaisheng's eyes were dark and innocent.

"I was just..." She was forced to be anxious.

"Sister, you are only 17, just like my master's memory decline?"

"San Ye, don't listen to his nonsense!"

"Our monks don't slander!" Huaisheng said with a straight face, "You have said this clearly, don't you admit it?"

"I did say this, but the situation is different and it can't be done in a day. In different contexts, the same words mean different things." Song Fengwan explained to him patiently.

Fu Shen held the steering wheel with his fingers, his heart was so excited that he flew up, and now he fell down again.

Explain this to a kid?

Even context analysis has emerged.

"So you still said it." Huaisheng lowered his head and drank the milk tea, as if I didn't move anything you said, "I will admit it if I say it, the little monk will not lie!"

Except when doing good deeds, helping people make marriages is to accumulate merit.

The wind of Song Dynasty ended at night.

Why this little monk is still a little rascal.

"San Ye, let me tell you about the situation at that time..."

"There are children, this topic is not suitable for children, let's go home and talk slowly."

Song Fengwan's heart is beating, obviously it's not like that.

I was so lucky that I bought him so many things, and actually cheated her?

"Huaisheng, your master called me just now, you can call him one more time." Fu Chen dialed the phone before handing it to Huaisheng.

After a while, the call was connected, and he held his cell phone and shouted with joy, "Master——"

Song Fengwan looked miserable. He looked out the window without saying a word, fearing that the third master would have to settle the account with her again.

When the three of them got home, they happened to have lunch.

Qiao Xiyan was helping Uncle Nian with food in the living room. He saw two people coming in. Just about to call Song Fengwan, he caught a glimpse of a child behind Fu Chen, who was holding a bunch of messy things in his hands.

Looking at the strange environment, a little timid.

How do you go out and bring back a child?

Is this child Fu Chen’s...

"Yo--this is not a pregnant woman!" Uncle Nian was still wearing an apron, and he walked out while wiping his hands.

"Good grandpa Nian." Huaisheng knew him. Uncle Nian would also go to the mountain with Fu Shen before. Especially during the New Year, everyone wanted to come to Shangxiang for a safe and smooth year.

"How did you come?"

"I came to study, and the master said that he has long knowledge and knowledge, and then he can go back to be the abbot." Huaisheng is obsessed with being abbot.

"Read well, if the old lady knows you are going down the mountain, she will be happy." Uncle Nian smiled and helped him put things on the side, "Who bought your clothes, they are very beautiful."

"Sister." Huaisheng shouted Song Fengwan sweetly.

Song Feng smiled at night and didn't want to pay attention to him.

"Take off your coat and hat. Grandpa will take you to wash your hands and eat right away." Fu Chen was brought by Uncle Nian since he was a child, and he can bring children more than others.

I took off my hat, and my little brain was in the light...

Bright!

Josie was stunned.

How is a little monk.

"Cousin." Song Fengwan had a hard time saying, so he could only coquettishly beg for comfort at him. The tone was soft and sweet, and Fu Chen raised his eyebrows.

"Wronged? Have you been bullied?"

"It was when I met a person that I knew that the recent events were all related to her..."

My cousin and relative Nini talked next to her head, Fu Chen could only watch, and suddenly felt something on his leg arching him, and when he lowered his head, he saw Fu Xinhan selling cuteness.

Fu Shen was too lazy to pay attention to it, took his cell phone to call Duan Linbai, and went upstairs to change his clothes.

Duan Linbai is now at home as a twenty-four filial son, squeezing his father's shoulders on the back.

"Hey, Fu San."

Calculating that he has a conscience, knowing that he has left, he can take the initiative to call him.

"Later, ask your store manager to send me something for the child, including bedding and toiletries."

"Fuck, Fu San, when did you have a child?" Duan Linbai exploded immediately.

The Duan family's father, who was sitting on the sofa, turned his head to look at him, and was silent.

"Why are you carrying me, the kids are there?"

"God **** you, you got a thousand swords."

"Huasheng, in the temple on the mountain, I mentioned it to you." Fu Chen pinched his eyebrows, his brain hurt.

"Little monk..." Duan Linbai had never been to a temple. Sometimes Fu Chen would go there and would take some children to eat and wear. He asked, "You are not relatives, why did you bring them home? ?"

"I fell in love with him."

"You will also show kindness?" Duan Linbai was speechless, "How old is that kid? I'll look back and ask someone to give you something."

Duan's family started as a department store. Duan Linbai knows better than him in this respect, and he never misses anything.

"Five and a half years old."

Duan Linbai hung up the phone and shook his head.

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

"Let’s eat, you should go on a blind date in the afternoon."

Duan Lin's white lips trembled.

"By the way, don't wear your clothes like a mountain eagle, it's too ugly."

Wear Diao Chou?

What's his dad's taste, it's in fashion this year.

Yunjin Capital

Huaisheng just came to Fu's house, here is different from the mountain, the temple is poor, and there are everything here, he finds it novel, but embarrassed to watch and touch, so he cleverly let Uncle Nian take it.

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

He didn’t have a lot of luggage. Many of them were sent by seniors. They were originally placed on the side, but at the moment they were ruined by a dog. There was still half a piece of steamed bread in it.

Fu Xinhan was chewing buns in his mouth, and when he heard the voice of a stranger, he shook his head and yelled at him!

"Wow--" Frightened Huaisheng and dodged hurriedly.

This yellow-haired dog is really fierce.

Stealing his buns and wanting to bite him.

"Fu Xinhan!" Uncle Nian scolded.

Song Feng was talking to Qiao Xiyan in the evening, and he didn't even notice that Fu Xinhan dragged the pregnant things out, and he was covered with buns and crumbs.

"Woo-" Fu Xinhan stopped calling, but still stared at the "stranger" he had never seen before.

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

Fu Xinhan squatted on the ground, licking the crumbs at the corner of his mouth, still enjoying himself.

"Huasheng, don't be afraid." Although Song Fengwan felt that this little monk was broken, and seeing him pale with fright, he still pulled him and walked to Fu Xinhan's side, "You touch it, it's very good. , Don’t bite, really."

Fu Xinhan lay on the ground, let Song Fengwan caress, Huaisheng also touched twice.

There are a few native dogs behind the temple. Those who open the homes are all **** with chains. The thieves are fierce, and they never dared to run behind.

This dog...

Larger fatter than the dog in the backyard, it must eat well.

"Look, it doesn't bite." Song Fengwan smiled and got up, "Let's go, help you pack things."

Fu Xinhan was very comfortable being touched, and he closed his eyes to enjoy.

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

Although it is not heavy, it blinked.

The little monk has already grabbed Song Fengwan’s hand and left.

Fu Xinhan squatted in place.

The dog face is awkward.

Uncle Nian didn’t know that Huaisheng had to come over, except for the stir-fried hemiao, there was no vegetable dish, Huaisheng was holding chopsticks, and he was somewhat unable to start.

"You are growing up, eat some meat." Song Fengwan put him a braised prawn.

"This chicken is also good, the chicken thighs are very tender."

"Garlic yellow pork shreds, and this..."

In other words, they are all children. Song Fengwan doesn't hold any grudges, and has been busy picking up food for him.

"Sister, monks don’t eat meaty fish."

"If you are a monk, you can't eat meat?"

"Those are all lay disciples or..." Huaisheng gave a serious preaching.

"You are not in the temple now. You need to be taller. It doesn't matter if you break the precept."

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

"Yes, sister promises."

Huasheng put his hands together and closed his eyes.

Buddha beads, Avalokitesvara, master... The disciples have sinned, and they are about to break the precept, you have all seen, I want to grow up, forgive my children, and my children will surely repent and forgive their sins when they go back.

He opened his eyes and bowed his head and started eating meat.

I kept chanting in my heart: sin, sin.

The mouth never stopped.

Song Fengwan lowered her head and smiled, feeling the phone in her pocket vibrate twice, she took a look at it.

Message from Fu Shen.

【After dinner, let’s talk. 】

【Still the old place. 】

【I wait for you. 】

Song Feng glanced at him late, he was turning his head to talk to Uncle Nian, and she glanced at Qiao Xiyan again.

Old location? What is the old place between them?

His room?

She has some kind of inexplicable...