When she got on the plane again, Fan Yingying felt that her whole mentality had undergone a earth-shaking change, and she no longer had the anxious, urgent, and uneasy mood when she came in a hurry. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

She sat down, turned her head to look out the window at the rolling clouds, and slowly closed her eyes.

After getting off the plane, Monk Miaojue returned to Zou Yu's house with them.

Zhang Jinxia was very happy to see everyone coming back, but the first name he called was Miaojue; "Little fat man! I didn't know how to say hello when I saw the uncle. ”

Monk Miaojue was dumbfounded, he didn't expect to see Zhang Jinxia here, he first turned his head to look at Han Sicheng, and stretched out his hand to point at him: "You didn't tell me that my uncle was with you." ”

Han Sicheng smiled and stretched out his hand to pat his head: "Forgot!" ”

Miaojue rushed to Zhang Jinxia with an arrow step, and when he arrived in front of him, he suddenly stood up and stretched out his hand to hug Zhang Jinxia: "Uncle! I can't get out of the temple, so you don't say go and see me! You're still not my uncle after all! ”

Zhang Jinxia was also very happy to see Miaojue, pulled the person to look around carefully, and nodded: "Well, the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple is good, full of oil and water, you look fat again!" ”

Miaojue couldn't cry or laugh: "How can you arrange our temple!" ”

"Say it, talk about it!" Zhang Jinxia laughed, stretched out her hand and patted Miaojue: "How did you collide with Xiao Han?" ”

"That's a long story!" Miaojue turned her head to look around the room with a smile, and looked at Zou Yu in surprise: "The little donor is quite rich!" ”

As soon as Zou Yu heard this, he immediately put his hands in front of him: "Come less!" I don't donate incense money! If only I would treat you to a meal! It won't be a problem to take you in for a few days! But I'm determined not to sell Buddhism, so you don't have to fight my idea! ”

Miaojue was amused by her, she couldn't cry or laugh, who is this girl! It's so much fun!

"I'll just say that there is a smoky smell in this house, it turns out that a monk has come!" Huang Xiaxia came out of the restaurant with the kitten, jumped on the sofa and stared at Miaojue, with a look of rejection and unfriendliness.

Miaojue looked at Huang Xiaxia, but she was not much surprised, and smiled at it: "It turned out to be Huang Shizhu!" ”

Huang Xiaxia looked at Miaojue, was stunned for a moment, turned her head and asked Zhang Jinxia: "Old man, how can I look at this big fat man a little familiar!" ”

When Miaojue heard this, he also paused, stared at Huang Xiaxia carefully, and a monk and a demon exclaimed at the same time:

"Huang Xia Xia!"

"Miaojue!"

Huang Xia Xia Teng jumped up from the sofa, and with lightning speed, two hind paws stepped on Miaojue's face, a backflip, and fell back on the sofa.

Miaojue was kicked, but she was not annoyed, she stretched out her hand and pointed at Huang Xiaxia with a smile, laughing: "Don't you say that when you meet again, you will become a person mocking me?" It's still a fluffy mess! ”

Huang Xiaxia was annoyed and angry, glaring at Miaojue: "You dead fat man!" It's all a ball, who are you laughing at here! ”

Miaojue rushed over in two steps and pressed Huang Xiaxia in his arms: "Haha, I haven't seen you for more than ten years, I really want to!" ”

Huang Xiaxia screamed at the top of her voice, struggled twice, and then stopped moving, staring up at Miaojue, with a smile in her round eyes that couldn't be hidden: "Little fool! ”

Miaojue was also happy, and reached out and touched Huang Xiaxia's head: "It's good to see you again." ”

Fan Yingying packed up the things she wanted to bring to Fan Zhuang, Zou Yu helped on the side, divided the food she kept for herself, mailed it to her parents, and put the rest of the things into a shopping bag.

Zou Yu helped carry his pocket: "Fortunately, you listened to me, right?" As for the group of wolves in your Fan Zhuang's bedroom, you can't buy enough things to give them a share. ”

Fan Yingying smiled and nodded, a total of three bags of food were packed, one bag was used, and everything was carried by Han Sicheng and Jian Seventeen, and Fan Yingying carried the hard drive in her bag.

On the way to Fan Zhuang's school, Zou Yu sighed with emotion: "I looked at Tang Ming like that, it didn't look like I had no feelings for Zhao Yan, why did these two people make a fuss like this?" ”

Fan Yingying felt the same way: "I just don't know why he hid Zhao Yan's ashes and refused to return them, what is the purpose?" ”

Jian Seventeen, who had been silent, said: "It may be an obsession, thinking that even if you leave the ashes by your side, that person has never gone far." ”

Zou Yu's eyes widened: "So extreme? Do you need it! When a person is alive, how can he not cherish it! ”

"Maybe he never thought that Zhao Yan would die, he wouldn't be able to do what I did at the time, and he wouldn't be so willing and obedient to hand over the hard drive." Jian Seventeen turned his head and glanced at Zou Yu: "What happened back then, maybe he was also helpless." ”

Jian XVII had never said so much, but whenever he spoke, it made extra sense.

Zou Yu stared at Jian Seventeen and clicked his eyes twice: "Seventeen!" ”

"What?" Sword Seventeen raised an eyebrow.

"Did anyone say you look particularly handsome from this angle?" Zou Yu said very seriously, both in tone and attitude.

Jian Seventeen was stunned for a moment, stretched out his hand to block his mouth, and coughed lightly: "Yes." ”

"Who, so discerning!" Zou Yu stared at Jian Seventeen with blank eyes, and his eyebrows fluttered.

Jian Seventeen was scolded by her words, and turned his head back to sit down.

Zou Yumei leaned back to Fan Yingying's side and smiled at her, her expression was very bad, with the comfort of succeeding.

Looking at Zou Yu like this, Fan Yingying suddenly felt a little sympathetic to Jian Seventeen, if one day, when the relationship between the two people encountered an impact, maybe Zou Yu would hold on to Jian Seventeen and not let go, after Jian Seventeen provoked Zou Yu, it would be impossible to let go again.

Fan Zhuang had classes at this time, and Fan Yingying and the others went directly to their dormitory.

The dormitory was a mess, and it didn't have the neatness and newness it had every time I came over.

Zou Yu looked at the garbage all over the floor in surprise, and casually piled up the futon on the bed: "No, what is this for?" It wasn't like this before, are we in the wrong place? ”

Han Sicheng smiled: "These stinky boys, they must have cleaned up in advance every time they knew that I would come, today we were suddenly attacked, and they are still in the classroom, how can they have time to clean up." ”

Fan Yingying also couldn't cry or laugh, so she said, how could Fan Zhuang, who didn't do housework at home before, suddenly become diligent.

Fan Yingying put the things she brought on the table, began to fold the quilt for Fan Zhuang, and when she placed the pillow, she turned out two pairs of stinky socks from underneath.

Zou Yu was disgusted: "No, doesn't he think it's tasteful!" ”

Fan Yingying couldn't help laughing: "When he comes back, I have to bury him well." (To be continued.) )