Software Park Apartment

Fu Sinian stared at the men's leather shoes in the entrance hall, and listening to the sound of footsteps from inside the room, Fu Yu had already appeared in sight.

"Dad, you're back." She smiled and reached out to take the coat he was put on the bend of his arms.

At this moment, another person followed and called out "Uncle."

"I want Master Huaisheng to talk about his study tour. He didn't bring a computer or a recorder when he went out. It was not convenient to record notes on his mobile phone, so he took him back." Fu Yu explained.

Huaisheng originally thought that he should have said it almost in one afternoon, but Fu Yu asked too much detail, so he couldn't remember it.

"I met him by chance during lunch, but he settled the bill and happened to invite him back for dinner." Fu Yu always didn't like to owe others anything.

"Yes." Fu Sinian nodded.

"I called my mother and asked her if she didn't come back tonight, so the three of us would eat. Then I'll cook and you can sit in the living room for a while." It was already evening and it was almost time for dinner.

"No need to worry, I'd better go back. I haven't finished talking about it yet. We'll make an appointment for another day." Huaisheng declined politely.

"You are too polite, no trouble!" Fu Yu said as he pulled his apron into the kitchen.

She tied her apron cleanly and tied her hair. She usually had long curly hair that was almost as good as her waist, which made her look very charming. At this time, she showed a piece of white, tender and slender neck, which immediately became more of the fireworks of life.

"Master, can you eat spicy food?" Yu Manxi likes Sichuan cuisine, and Fu Yu is also good at making this type of food.

"Can."

"You sit there for a while." Fu Yu said as he was already busy.

Fu Sinian had already changed his clothes and sat on the sofa in the living room, signaling Huaisheng to come and sit, "How are you doing recently?"

Yu Manxi reported the incident at Huaisheng's family back then. For so many years, the couple has been paying attention to him, but Yu Manxi is too busy and Fu Sinian is not a good person who is good at speaking and doesn't move much.

"fine."

"I heard from Uncle San, are you going to be a guest lecturer at Peking University?"

"If you have this plan, you can't be considered a lecturer when you give a speech occasionally."

"I really plan to spend my whole life in the temple? The world of the vast world is so wonderful, so there is nothing special to remember?"

“I want to preach the Dharma.”

Fu Sinian touched his nose, this ambition:

Very great!

If he asked his daughter how to work hard, she would only say one thing: Make money!

...

The two of them were chatting together, and Huaisheng spoke very directly. He didn't understand anything and wouldn't talk to him in an awkward way to deliberately create topics. This is very much for Fu Sinian's appetite. He doesn't like those who are flattering.

Fu Yu took advantage of the cooking interval and looked into the living room.

Can they actually get chatting?

This monk can bear such a boring person as his father?

However, these monks have actually met all kinds of people. After all, there are all pilgrims who go to the temple of all ages and classes.

If you want to be an abbot, you should be versatile and good at socializing.

Actually, this monk is a social person.

Fu Yu prepared the meal and even took pictures of Zhang Fa in the group. Huaisheng had dinner at her house, which was not shameful. She said generously in the group, and the group exploded instantly.

Huanhuan: [Brother Huaisheng, you blinked, were you kidnapped?]

Duan Yinuo: [Master Abbot, just let me squeak if you are still alive.]

Kyomaino: [Maybe half dead.]

Duan Yiyan: [@Duan Yinuo, have you settled the title of your thesis?]

...

Huaisheng looked at the chat records in the group, but he was not sure.

It was not until I got on the table that I realized that the bright red dishes on the table were covered with cough-

It looked sweaty, and it seemed like there were a lot of peppers.

"Try it." Fu Yu looked at him expectantly.

"Yeah." Huaisheng nodded. She had good skills. Most of these dishes were spicy and delicious. Their spicy tongue was numb and sweating all over, but he couldn't stop eating an extra bowl of rice.

There are not many people who can withstand this spicy taste. When Fu Huan and his group saw the plate of peppers, they sweated coldly for Huaisheng.

"I didn't expect you to be so spicy." Fu Yu smiled.

"When I was a child, I was on the mountain. At that time, the conditions were not good. I could eat a whole steamed bun with a mouthful of chili." Huaisheng didn't mind mentioning anything about his childhood with others.

Whether it is good or bad, it is your real experience. All of this has shaped him today. Even if it is his parents' affairs, he never hides his words.

If you don’t have this mind and can’t let go of yourself, how can you explain others?

Fu Yu pursed his lips and was also a poor monk. He tried to end early tonight and let him go back and rest.

**

After dinner, Huaisheng was embarrassed to eat and drink for nothing, so he took the initiative to take on the task of washing dishes and sweeping. He was very quick to do things, which made Fu Yu look at him with some admiration.

In fact, his conditions are considered high-quality in today's society, and he has to become a monk, which is a pity.

While he was busy, Fu Yu quickly took off his makeup and took a shower, prepared the recorder computer, and Huaisheng also entered the study.

"I'll sort out the information a little, you can take a tea and rest." Fu Yu quickly operated the computer.

Huaisheng held the tea and looked up at the study. She acted decisively. Logically, the working environment should be in the style of a strong woman. The design is indeed simple and clean, but this is the study she used since she was a child. There are many dolls on one shelf, which is a bit girlish.

He turned his head and glanced at Fu Yu who was still working hard.

After taking off his makeup, he was clean and fresh, and wearing simple white cotton home clothes, it formed a strong deviation from the usual charming and ostentatiousness.

only……

Why is there a wine cabinet in the study?

"Sometimes I like to drink a little, do you want to have a sip?" Fu Yu looked at him with a smile. Drinking in moderation was very comfortable.

"No, when will we start?"

"It's OK at any time." Fu Yu turned on the recorder and his fingers were still typing on the keyboard.

“Where to start?”

"Let's talk about the Tibetan area from the afternoon."

...

Fu Sinian was also a worker at night, so he came back and forth to see it for a few times.

At night, he was really worried about being alone and a widowed man.

But the two were just right, and he frowned slightly, and he was really thinking too much.

Fu Yu stared at the figure who was swaying past the door, speechless: What's wrong with his dad today? He usually sits in front of the computer and doesn't move around all day. Is ADHD today?

I went out to meet Uncle Duan in the afternoon and was infected?

*

Fu Yu thought to end it earlier, but her early days were obviously different from what Huaisheng thought, so when she finished sorting out the last manuscript, when she looked up, Huaisheng was already leaning on the chair and fell asleep.

It was already half past one in the morning.

He came in and was busy giving lectures. He was under a lot of pressure to teach students and couldn't hold on.

Fu Yu pursed his lips, feeling quite embarrassed. It was too late at this time, so he could only stay at home. She turned off the computer, closed it softly, and shouted a few times, without any movement.

Walking to him, raising his hand slightly and shook his body, "Huaisheng?"

I haven't woken up.

"Master Huaisheng?" Fu Yu frowned, sleeping so hard?

Her fingers pushed him slightly, and his whole body tilted and fell to the side. Fu Yu took a deep breath, hurriedly grabbed his arm, and pulled the person over.

Because the two were too close, his gentle but slightly stern face brushed through her, his nose almost rubbed against her front, and his short hair skipped past her chin...

Some itchy.

His breathing was soothing, warm and evenly warm, and his body also had the unique fragrance of the temple.

Sliding past her, it seemed like a sensation of heat passed by.

Short, hot flashes.

"Are you okay?" Huaisheng also woke up at this time, his voice a little hoarse.

"Yeah." Fu Yu took a step back and straightened up, "Sorry, please bother you for so long, I'll pay more attention in the future."

"It's okay." Huaisheng had no idea what had happened just now. Because his legs were a little numb, he rubbed it twice before getting up. After looking at the time, he realized that it was so late.
To be continued...