Chapter 1451: monks need to keep their precepts, the third master is fis.h.i.+ng for his father-in-law?

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the next day.

huaishengs wooden fish was left at the fu residence, but he still got up on time. he had nothing to do, so he made some breakfast.

yu manxi had stayed up the entire night and had not expected to have hot porridge to eat when she got home. did you sleep here last night? it must be fu yu, that girl, who is pestering you again. she is a little crazy when she works, and she can also stay up late. you have to learn to refuse her.

yes. huai sheng nodded.

he had been preparing for a long time yesterday to reject her, but his heart softened when he saw her eyes full of curiosity.

where are you going for the mid-autumn festival? yu manxi was eating her porridge.

im going to see master and celebrate the festival with my fellow disciples.

huaishengs grandmother had pa.s.sed away eight or nine years ago, and his sister had married far away. master pudu had been suffering from cognitive impairment these years and could not remember people or things. he was taken in by a distant relative for retirement. he was good to him, and huaisheng often visited him. he had gained a lot of weight.

im afraid many of your fellow disciples are also going home.

huai sheng did not make a sound.

its fine if you were alone when you were out of town. come to our house this year. i think third uncle would want you to stay.

yu manxi didnt give him a chance to refute and made the decision.

huai sheng nodded in response. thank you.

you dont have to be so polite with me.

fu yu didnt sleep well that night. she didnt even know when huaisheng had left. when she got up, yu manxi was making lunch, and fu sinian was helping her. in fact, he was just taking advantage of this time to chat with her.

xiaoyu, you have to be more careful in the future. huaisheng was just too embarra.s.sed to reject you. dont go too far and always bully him. yu manxi warned.

fu yu scoffed. when did she bully him?

this monk had chased her for an entire night in her dream, causing her head to still hurt. who was the bully?

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yunjin capital

when huaisheng returned home, fu chen had not gone out yet. there were a few people in suits and leather shoes at home, and there were many mid-autumn festival gift boxes in the living room, most of which were mooncakes.

in the past, no one had dared to come to this house, let alone give gifts.

these people were all here for song fengwan. jiang erte was good at marketing, and song fengwan had good connections in various circles. she would receive gifts constantly during the new year and festivals.

this is they didnt know each other, but judging from his appearance, he was gentle and clear. he didnt seem to be an ordinary person.

fu chen didnt make a sound and only raised his hand to let huaisheng go upstairs. go and rest for a while.

people who stayed up late always looked a little dispirited, especially huaisheng, who usually didnt stay up late. if he slept a little late, his eyes would turn red.

the good energy and spirit that she had recuperated for a few days with great difficulty had been sucked dry again.

he knew very well what these people were up to. if huaisheng said anything more to them, he would probably be remembered.

ive seen this young master before. he seems to be from the compa.s.sionate temple, the one that third master has been funding, right? someone laughed.

fu chen loved to visit temples, and some people would also go to pay their respects to his preferences.

fu chen denied.

youre not young, are you? do you have a partner?

he looks like a talented person, so hes definitely promising.

the crowd started praising her again. song fengwan sat at the side and cleared her throat.

she heard fu chen say in a deep voice, hes going to become a monk. hell keep his precepts and wont be able to get married.

what he meant was that it was useless for them to keep an eye on him.

when everyone left, they sighed.

what a pity. i heard that this third master has a partner. i cant get close to him. why is it so difficult to even get a monk?

the third master dotes on him a lot. why should he become a monk? with him supporting him, he can do anything in the capital like a fish in water.

what do you know? he has his beliefs and ideals. the way you people think is too vulgar! if hes really that kind of ambitious and insatiable person, why would third master like him so much?

oh, youre the only one whos not vulgar. if youre not vulgar, why did you get someone to use their connections to get your son into second middle school, and even put him in fu huans cla.s.s?

seeing them leave, song fengwan heaved a long sigh of relief. she stared at the room full of mooncakes, her head throbbing.

for mooncakes, it was enough to just taste its freshness. if one ate it every day, one would also feel sick of it. there were so many mooncakes that one couldnt even finish eating them in a year. some of them had a short shelf life and were easy to waste.

at this moment, qian jiang strode into the room with a serious expression.

youve sent the guests away? fu chen asked.

yes. qian jiang nodded.

why are you pulling a long face! s.h.i.+ fang pressed against him.

those people were talking about huaisheng just now. qian jiang had always dared to speak.

s.h.i.+ fang shrugged. thats normal. ignore them.

as long as they knew that huaisheng would not pose a threat to them and would not get any benefits from him, they would naturally not pester him.

someone said that president yang put his son in the miss cla.s.s.

what? fu chen narrowed his eyes. what do you mean?

i want to get close to miss.

fu chen didnt make a sound. actually, everyone knew what that person wanted to do, but qian jiang saw that his third master didnt have any reaction, so he directly said,

he wants his son to court a lady.

miss is still young. president yang is immoral.

third master, ill go deal with that kid.

everyone knew what he wanted to do, but qian jiang had to point it out, which made fu chen very unhappy.

what do you want to do? president yangs child is also a child, how could you beat him to death?

at this moment, fu qinyuan came down from upstairs, dressed neatly and clearly planning to go out.

this is easy to solve. she has a parent-teacher meeting tomorrow. i know that yang kid, so ill just go and talk to him.

where are you going? song fengwan asked.

im fis.h.i.+ng. fu qinyuan coughed.

he carried his fis.h.i.+ng gear and got into the car.

he wasnt fis.h.i.+ng at all, but fis.h.i.+ng for his father-in-law!