The first time Master Mercy saw Fu Pei, his eyes that were cloudy because of old age lit up, and he said with interest, "The old man who has stepped into the coffin with one foot is fortunate to be able to see the strange scene of the existence of the living soul. ”

Obviously, this benevolent master is capable, and he can see at a glance that Fu Pei is wrong.

Fu Pei's dark eyes looked at him quietly, "You know I'm not from here. ”

Master Mercy put his hands behind his back, stared at Fu Pei for a while, and said slowly, "You have a very heavy Buddha light on your body, and you are a blessed person. ”

Fu Pei was silent for a few seconds, and then said in a deep voice, "I want to return the soul, does the master have a way?" ”

Master Mercy pondered and shook his head, "You still have obsessions, it's not time yet." ”

Fu Pei didn't quite understand, his cheeks tightened, and he frowned, "I don't have anything to be nostalgic for here." ”

If there is, it is only his daughter.

I saw that Fu Ting's good home, a good new home, and a father who loved her.

This is good.

Master Mercy said meaningfully, "Donor, repay and repay, you did good deeds in your previous life, and this life is to give you the opportunity to make up for your regrets, don't miss this opportunity." ”

Fu Pei's face became solemn, and he didn't think clearly if he wanted to break his head, did he still have any unfinished obsessions?

*

Fu Pei rushed home the next night, and Mingzhi arranged for the maid to cook him a rich dinner.

Fu Ting knew that Fu Pei would come back tonight, so he came over early and waited.

When Fu Pei's figure appeared at the entrance, Fu Ting immediately walked up and took out slippers from the shoe cabinet and gave them to him, "Dad, you're back." ”

Fu Ting's voice was soft and glutinous, and when he said this, he looked a little cautious.

She looked at Fu Pei intently, hoping to see the familiar father.

Fu Pei unbuttoned the neckline with one hand, and said "um" in a low voice.

He changed his shoes and came in, and Fu Ting walked behind him, his little head hanging down, looking a little sad.

Sure enough, this father is still the future father, and Fu Ting felt indescribable melancholy in his heart.

Mingzhi Fu Zhuang looked at it in his eyes, and he was a little confused, so the father and daughter were sticking to each other day by day, and why they had become more and more estranged recently.

It's weird.

During the meal, Mingzhi asked Fu Pei with concern, "Xiao Pei, have you been very tired from filming recently?" ”

Fu Pei lowered his delicate eyebrows slightly, eating the food unhurriedly, his posture was elegant and noble, "It's okay." ”

Mingzhi glared at him, and said in a not very good tone, "Since you are not tired, then what are you doing with a straight face all day long, just like who owes you money, look at you, you are so scared that you dare not speak." ”

Fu Pei's well-defined fingers tightened, he lifted his chin lightly, and looked at Fu Ting, who was just taking care of the rice and making a sound, with a deep gaze.

Fu Zhuang put down his chopsticks and said thoughtfully, "Xiao Pei, listen, did you quarrel?" When there is a contradiction, it is said in time that the Cold War hurt the feelings of father and daughter. ”

In fact, this is how the future father and Fu Ting get along.

It's just that because of the contrast between young fathers, bystanders who don't know the truth feel that they are not close.

How much Fu Ting relies on Fu Pei can be seen by anyone with a discerning eye.

Now he suddenly kept his distance sullenly, as if he was afraid of Fu Pei.

Of course, Mingzhi couldn't bear to let her baby granddaughter be wronged, and was about to reprimand Fu Pei a few words.

"Miss Fu, you have a rash on your hands." The servant next to him suddenly let out a surprised voice.

I saw a small red rash on Fu Ting's fair arm, the girl's skin was already white, and the picture of the rash was even more shocking.

"Ouch, what's going on?" Mingzhi immediately got up and rushed to Fu Ting's side, frowning anxiously when he looked at the rash that appeared, and he didn't dare to touch it.

Fu Zhuang analyzed, "It looks like an allergy." ”

Mingzhi immediately said, "Then let's go to the hospital and have a look." ”

Fu Ting shook his head, "Grandma doesn't need it, just rub some medicine." ”

The maid brought the medicine box over, and Mingzhi helped Fu listen to the medicine, "Listen to what you ate, why are you allergic?" ”

Fu didn't know when he heard it, he blinked his eyes blankly, and said softly, "I only ate one bite of food." ”

She pointed to a saliva chicken in front of her, and it didn't seem like there was a problem.

Mingzhi asked the maid, "What seasoning did you add?" ”

The servant replied, "Sichuan pepper, cinnamon, bay leaves." ”

Mingzhi's face pulled, "The old lady is allergic to cinnamon, Xiaoting must have inherited this kind of physique, why didn't you report it to me before adding cinnamon leaves?" ”

Everyone's taste in the family Mingzhi will greet the maid in advance and will tell them what to avoid tasting.

Obviously, this saliva chicken came out of nowhere.

The servant glanced at Fu Pei, "Madam, this is what the little young master ordered, he gave me a menu before, telling me that when he is at home, he will make it according to his taste." ”

The future Fu Pei has very high requirements for food to avoid not being able to eat, so he specially explained to the servant.

When the servant saw that he was coming back to-night, he cooked according to his taste.

Mingzhi was even more angry, and looked at Fu Pei in confusion, "Xiao Pei, you are Xiao Ting's father, don't you know what Xiao Ting is allergic to?" ”

Fu Pei sat there, his back was very upright, and his eyes were dark, as if he wanted to say something but couldn't say it.

He had little contact with Fu Ting before, and he really didn't know what Fu Ting was allergic to.

Fu Ting whispered, "Grandma, I'm fine, I shouldn't eat indiscriminately." ”

"It's all okay if you're scratching red?" Mingzhi was distressed, and gently blew on Fu Ting's arm, and complained about Fu Pei even more.

"I see that my father is really busy and dizzy, and sure enough, he is young, and this father has not done his duty."

She just said it casually, and Fu Pei listened to it in her ears, and the muscles in her body tightened.

The boy hung his head down, his eyelashes were too long to cover, and he couldn't see the emotions in his eyes.

After a pause, the boy put down the dishes and chopsticks and whispered, "I'd better move back to my apartment." ”

"Say two words about you, and you're going to move out." Mingzhi saw that Fu Pei not only did not apologize to Fu Ting and said good things, but also emotionally wanted to move away, which made him even more angry.

"You don't need to move out." Fu Ting raised his eyes, looked at Fu Pei clearly, and pretended to be meaningless, "Let's go back to the villa to live, it happens to be close to the school, I have time to come and see you again." ”

Fu Pei stared at Fu Ting's eyes, the girl's eyes were so clean, there was no grievance or sadness in them.

It seems that he has become accustomed to his father's ignorance of her, and does not feel angry about it.

But it was this calmness that made Fu Pei more determined in his heart.

*

Fu Ting finally received a call from Dr. Ninghai.

Doctor Ninghai has already received an explanation from his wife Xiang Fei and is ready to take over the operation to treat Fu Qingji.