Novel Full Chapter 347 - Third Uncle Is Too Heartbreaking, Kissing Her Openly
Chapter 347: Third Uncle Is Too Heartbreaking, Kissing Her Openly
Beijing, old Fu residence…
Song Fengwan and Qiao Xiyan were stopped at the entrance of the compound and could only walk in.
Before they could take two steps, they heard a few dog barks. Song Fengwan looked around carefully and found Fu Xinhan flirting with more than one female dog in the grass…
“Fu Xinhan?” Song Fengwan called out tentatively.
Every time Fu Xinhan returned to the compound, the first thing he did was greet his old flames.
“Woof—” Fu Xinhan jumped out of the grass and pounced at Song Fengwan. He was almost two years old and already an adult dog. He was very fat and nearly knocked her over. He wagged his tail vigorously at her.
“Good boy.” Song Fengwan lowered her head and patted his head.
Qiao Xiyan glanced at Fu Xinhan and then at the female dogs not far away. I couldn’t tell he was a playboy.
Third Master is a Buddhist. How did he raise such a dog?
When the two arrived at the Fu residence, Old Madam Fu was surprised. “Why are you here with Fu Xinhan?” She pulled Song Fengwan in.
“I met him on the way.” Song Fengwan looked around and met Fu Chen’s gaze. She smiled politely. “Hello, Grandpa Fu. Hello, Third Master.”
“Hello.” Old Master Fu put down his tobacco pipe and replied lightly.
“You went to report today? How was school?” Old Madam Fu asked a lot.
“Pretty good.”
“You went to your dormitory? Are you getting along well with your roommates? Actually, we have empty rooms at home. If you’re not used to living there, you can move in with us and accompany me. University courses aren’t too intense.”
Old Madam Fu was just being polite, so Song Fengwan naturally wouldn’t agree. “They’re all quite good, and the dormitory isn’t bad either.”
“If you can’t go home during the holidays, you can come to my place to play. None of our grandchildren and sons are considerate. Sinian doesn’t like to live with us and moved out after graduating.”
Ahem! Fu Chen coughed twice.
“Third Son isn’t bad. He often accompanies me to watch opera.” Old Madam Fu smiled.
Song Fengwan sized up Fu Chen from the corner of her eye.
It was rare for him to wear a short-sleeved white shirt, light-colored casual pants, and sneakers. His hair was trimmed short and refreshing. He looked mellow and gentle to begin with, and coupled with his outfit, he looked no different from a university student.
Qiao Xiyan also sized up Fu Chen.
When he first met Fu Chen, he was wearing a long black robe and holding a Buddhist prayer bead bracelet in his hand. He looked arrogant and exuded a romantic aura. What’s with his clothes today?
He’s already so old, yet he’s dressing so young?
Qiao Xiyan felt inexplicably disgusted.
“Third Master is quite good.” Song Fengwan praised Fu Chen seamlessly.
Fu Chen held back his smile, suppressing the smile on his lips. The next second, Old Madam Fu’s words pierced his heart.
“You’ve lived with Third Son for a few months, and your relationship is pretty good too. Why are you still calling him Third Master? It’s too distant…
“Call him Third Uncle!”
Shi Fang was standing at the door and wiping Fu Xinhan’s paws. When he heard Old Madam Fu’s words, he almost burst out laughing. A white knife went in, and a red knife came out. Too ruthless.
“Yes, Third Uncle.” Song Fengwan held back her laughter.
Fu Chen tightened his grip on the chess record, unable to speak.
“Third Son, don’t forget what you promised me.” Old Madam Fu suddenly looked at Fu Chen.
“I know.”
“Don’t stay at home all day. Do you think the heavens will give you a wife? Go out more often. Look, even Fu Xinhan knows to go out to play with female dogs. Don’t stick to Duan Linbai every day.” Old Madam Fu was annoyed.
Fu Chen rubbed the chess record without saying anything. From the corner of his eye, he saw Song Fengwan holding back her laughter and frowned slightly.
Is it that funny to see me be reprimanded?
She sure has guts!
“Third Son, go upstairs and call Huai Sheng down for dinner.” The little monk was doing his homework in the study upstairs.
***
Everyone gathered around the table. Song Fengwan hadn’t seen Huai Sheng for a long time, so the two of them sat next to each other. He was much taller than before, and he was wearing a refreshing black and white school uniform, but his bald head was still shining.
Fu Chen had once suggested that he grow out his hair, but Huai Sheng insisted that he would return to the monastery to be the abbot in the future. Having no hair was his only insistence.
In the beginning, his classmates had even laughed at him because of this. As time passed, everyone got used to it.
“Big Sister, will you be staying with me when you come back this time?” Huai Sheng looked innocent.
“I want to stay in the dormitory.” Song Fengwan smiled.
“Then, I can’t see you anymore?”
“No. If I don’t have any class, I can go play with you.” Song Fengwan stroked his smooth little head.
“But I don’t have time to play. Third Uncle said that my results for the final exams last semester weren’t good, so he didn’t let me go up the mountain on the weekends. He wants to find a tutor for me.” Huai Sheng lacked preschool education and had a weak foundation, so his results hadn’t improved.
“Have you found a tutor?” Old Madam Fu asked.
“I’m still looking,” Fu Chen replied.
“Aren’t you free? It shouldn’t be a problem for you to tutor Huai Sheng, right?” Old Master Fu narrowed his eyes and savored the floral wine carefully.
Fu Chen had once tutored Huai Sheng and was almost driven crazy. A child’s way of thinking was completely different from his. He had gotten him to memorize the multiplication table, but until this day, he still told him that 4 × 9 = 27.
Even now, he still wrote pinyin crookedly.
One time, when he was doing a matching question, Fu Chen almost went crazy from anger. Huai Sheng smiled and comforted him, “Third Uncle, you have to be calm no matter what you do. Getting angry is the most harmful to your body.”
When Fu Chen went to school, he had never been reprimanded by a teacher. Just because of him…
He was reprimanded by a teacher for the first time in his life.
And it was because Huai Sheng couldn’t improve his grades, and he didn’t know how to answer any of the questions.
No matter how good-tempered Fu Chen was, he couldn’t stand accompanying this child to do his homework.
Fu Chen said lightly, “I’ve tried and found that I couldn’t do it.”
“Tutoring children requires patience, so just treat it as an early preview. When you have a child in the future, you’ll know what to do,” Old Master Fu said with a smile.
Ahem— A fishbone got stuck in Song Fengwan’s throat, and she coughed for a long time.
“Be careful when you eat fish.” Qiao Xiyan was sitting beside her.
“Big Sister, do you have time to tutor me?” Huai Sheng stared at her with sparkling eyes.
“Me?” Song Fengwan was stunned. “I just started school and have military training soon. I don’t think I’ll have any time recently.” She hadn’t even gotten her class schedule, so she didn’t know if she was free yet.
“You can tutor me on the weekends. Don’t you have weekends off?”
“I’m not sure yet. Let’s talk about it after I get my class schedule.”
Fu Chen narrowed his eyes and glanced at Huai Sheng. I’ll buy him bubble tea later.
“Wanwan and Xiyan, stay here tonight. You can go to Third Son’s place to get your luggage tomorrow.” Old Madam Fu tried her best to make them stay, so the two of them could only stay.
After dinner, Song Fengwan accompanied Huai Sheng to the study to do his homework. Qiao Xiyan stayed in the living room with the two Fu elders while Fu Chen went out to walk the dog…
***
In the study on the second floor…
After Huai Sheng finished his homework, Song Fengwan grabbed a pencil and helped him correct it.
Because they were all arithmetic questions, although they weren’t complicated, she had to read them slowly. She was serious and focused, so she didn’t even notice when Fu Chen pushed the door open.
Fu Chen passed a cup of bubble tea to Huai Sheng and motioned for him to leave.
Huai Sheng held the bubble tea and stood at the door happily to help keep a lookout.
“Huai Sheng, did Third Uncle correct all your previous homework? Did he sign this?” Song Fengwan unintentionally flipped to the front. Fu Chen’s signature was at the bottom of each assignment.
The beautiful, slender, golden signature was reserved yet couldn’t hide his arrogance.
Song Fengwan held the pencil, imitated his signature, and compared them. Hers had the shape but was lifeless.
“You want to imitate mine?” Fu Chen was standing behind her.
Song Fengwan’s back was facing the door. When she turned her head, Fu Chen was already behind her. He reached out his arm, supported himself with one hand on the table, pressed down on the notebook, and grabbed her hand holding the pencil with the other.
He surrounded her in an embrace.
Song Fengwan was startled. Her breath rose to her throat and got stuck.
“When did you come in?”
“I’ll teach you to write my name.” Fu Chen lowered his head. His scorching breath landed beside her ear, and his voice was low and pleasant.
She could vaguely hear Old Madam Fu’s hearty laughter downstairs. Song Fengwan was dumbfounded. The blood in her entire body seemed to be flowing in reverse, and her face was flushed red.
He hugged her from behind, trapping her completely in this small world.
Song Fengwan’s fingers loosened, and she felt a little weak. Fu Chen held her hand tightly and wrote the words ‘Fu Chen (傅沉)’ on the paper.
“Do you still remember what the first word I taught you was?” Fu Chen tilted his head to look at her. Her earlobes are red.
He suddenly smiled. Why is she still so shy?
“The first one…” Song Fengwan recalled that Fu Chen had taught her in this posture before.
“It’s this.”
Fu Chen held her hand and wrote ‘Wan (晚)’ on his notebook.
“It’s Wanwan.” Fu Chen’s laughter was intoxicating.
Song Fengwan blushed.
Fu Chen’s gaze landed on her soft red lips. He raised his hand, tilted her head to his side, lowered his head, and kissed her…
When Huai Sheng got his homework back, he found that Fu Chen’s and Song Fengwan’s names were on it, and they were even circled with a heart.
He frowned slightly. I have to hand this homework in.
He grabbed an eraser and erased their names away fiercely. Why did they ruin my homework to show their love?