Chapter 291: Hand Firing
Coming out of the Daxiong Treasure Palace, Fu Jichen went to a place alone, leaving Shen Jiannian outside the hall, Qu Mo following behind her, surrounded by people. She looked at the crowd of people coming and going, turned her head and asked Qu Mo, who was like a wooden stake: "What did he do?" β
Qu Mo stood with his hands in his hands and replied in a proper manner: "Donate incense money." The boss makes a donation every month. β
"Every month?" Shen Jianian raised his eyelids in surprise.
"Every month." Qu Mo told her with certainty.
Shen Jianian silently looked in the direction Fu Jichen left, was he so kind? Every month, go up to the mountain to worship the Buddha and donate incense money? I really can't see it.
After waiting for about ten minutes, Fu Jichen's figure appeared, the hem of his black coat swept over the low bushes on the side of the road, and a few pieces of residual snow were stained on it.
He held a small blue blessing bag in his hand and stuffed it into Shen Jianian's palm: "Put it away." β
Shen Jianian spread out his palm, the word "peace" was embroidered on the lucky bag, and the drawstring at the mouth of the bag was torn open, and there was a peace charm folded into a triangle inside.
"For me?" Shen Jianian has been shocked from just now to now.
Fu Jichen: "Hmm. β
Shen Jianian put the peace charm back into the blessing bag, stuffed it into his pocket with his right hand, and raised his eyes to see Fu Jichen's face, his expression was very calm, calm and a little gentle.
"Let's go down."
Fu Jichen saw the incomprehension in her eyes, and she probably wondered why someone like him would ask for such a thing as a peace charm. He smiled without explanation, grabbed her left hand and put it in his coat pocket, and returned against the flow of people going up the mountain.
He didn't see the abbot of the temple today, and when he donated incense money, a familiar novice gave him a peace blessing bag, and the little novice said that he was a great benevolent person and would definitely have good fortune.
He prides himself on not being a good person, but he likes the word "good fortune" very much.
He gave the peace charm to Shen Jianian, hoping that this blessing could fall on her.
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On the sixth day of the Lunar New Year, Shen Jianian went to visit Yan Qiusheng.
This was the first time she could remember visiting Yan Qiusheng's mid-level villa, but according to Yan Qiusheng, she had been here many times before. It was warm in the villa, and the view of the snow in the mountains from the balcony was comparable to the scenery seen on the way to Tanfukuji that day.
Yan Qiusheng lived here alone, without a servant, and seemed lonely.
But he didn't feel lonely, and told Shen Jianian during the casual chat that he could stay in the piano room for most of the day, occasionally read books the rest of the time, and occasionally go for a walk in the mountains, which was very comfortable.
He is accustomed to the life of idle clouds and wild cranes, and sometimes he goes to the bustling and noisy market, but he will not adapt to it.
He gradually returned to his normal working state, and the rest of his time was at his own disposal except for working hours.
Shen Jianian stayed for a meal, chatted with him for a long time, and returned home at four o'clock in the afternoon.
Ji Xiang shrank in the cat's nest and fell asleep, Shen Jianian sorted out the ingredients that had just been delivered to his home into the refrigerator, and received a call from Fu Jichen.
"Is there anything going on at night?" He asked on the phone.
"Nope." Shen Jianian washed a strawberry with one hand and fed it to his mouth, "What's wrong?" β
"In the evening, a few friends made an appointment to have dinner together and asked to bring their families, do you want to come over?" Fu Jichen's tone was slow, leaving her enough time to consider, "If you agree, I'll go home and pick you up at half past five, and it's almost six o'clock when I get home." β
The house next door has become an ornament, and Fu Jichen will go directly to her house to stay overnight after work, and more and more things belonging to him have encroached on her territory, to the point that they can be seen everywhere.
For example, in addition to the pair of indoor slippers he brought over before, there are several more pairs of handmade leather shoes in the shoe cabinet in the entrance. On the coffee table, in addition to his ashtray, there was a metal lighter and a signature penβwhich he had kept there after he had used them. In the cloakroom, his clothes were only a small part at first, and now a third of the space is for his shirt and suit. She has his tie and pajamas on the couch in her bedroom.
One morning, she opened the drawer of the bedside table to look for a hair ring, and saw several boxes of protective measures neatly stacked inside, different brands......
It was brought back from a business trip by Fu Jichen before.
She thought he had taken it, but who knew that he had stored it in a drawer, as if waiting for the day when she was ready, he would take out a box and open the plastic film.
Shen Jiannian ran away, until Fu Jichen's mellow voice on the phone recalled her thoughts: "Don't be particularly entangled, if you don't want to go, ......"
"Nope." Shen Jianian took a bite of strawberries, and his mouth was full of sweet taste, "You come and pick me up." β
"Huh?"
"Didn't you hear me?"
The smile in Fu Jichen's voice was obvious: "I heard it clearly." β
Shen Jianian threw the strawberry stalk into the trash can in the kitchen, hung up the phone, hurried to tidy up the ingredients, and went to the bedroom to change clothes and makeup.
Listening to Fu Jichen's meaning, tonight is a private dinner, she didn't dress up too grandly, and stayed at the level of being able to go out to meet people.
At a quarter past six, Fu Jichen arrived home, he brought the key, and opened the door by himself.
Seeing Shen Jianian, he explained: "There is a traffic jam on the road, so I've been waiting for a long time." β
It's only a quarter of an hour, not a long time, Shen Jianian put on his coat: "No." Let's go. β
The place to eat is Zhou Zhizhen, a private restaurant, not open to the public, only receiving important customers, the environment is remote, it is better to be quiet, and the lights are all dark yellow tones.
The people present were all Fu Jichen's hair, brought their respective partners, and added Lu Yanzhi who came from afar. Fu Jichen introduced them to Shen Jianian. She had seen them before, but she had forgotten that Fu Jichen had introduced them in detail as if it were the first time she had seen them.
Zhou Zhizhen held a cigarette in his hand, squinted his eyes and teased: "It's rare to hear Fu Da say so many things at one time." β
Chen Jinghui continued: "No, I haven't seen a woman around Fu Da for a few years." β
Ye Yu said more accurately: "More than three years. β
When the words fell, Ye Yu coughed violently, realizing that he was about to answer the wrong words, what did he do in front of the newcomer, in case he annoyed this girl, Fu Da had to settle accounts with them.
He glanced at Fu Jichen, but fortunately, his expression did not change.
After introducing them, Fu Jichen took Shen Jiannian's shoulders and said to the others: "This is Shen Jianian, I'm ...... Girlfriend. He wanted to talk about his fiancΓ©e, but was stared at by Shen Jianian's gaze, and he paused and said a more conservative relationship.
Zhou Zhizhen was aware, and he participated in the whole process of Fu Jichen's investigation and monitoring at the airport, so he was naturally not surprised. The rest of the people thought that Fu Jichen had lost his mind and went crazy and found a woman with the same name and surname.
Moreover, this woman has a diamond ring on her ring finger, which shows that Fu Da is real.
Shen Jianian guessed a thing or two from their reactions, and asked Fu Jichen in a low voice: "They knew me before?" β
"We've eaten together twice." Fu Jichen tilted his head and replied in her ear.
The topics of conversation at the dinner were very casual, and they all consciously did not talk about business matters, and halfway Fu Jichen went out to answer a phone call, and Shen Jianian placed an order. The one named Chen Jinghui on the other side said "hey", and saw that Shen Jianian was only caring about picking fish bones, and didn't even raise his head, so he simply called her: "Shen Jianian? β
Shen Jianian raised his eyes when he heard the sound and threw a puzzled look at the other party: "What's wrong?" β
"Last monthβ" Chen Jinghui said as he recalled, he should have remembered the date correctly, it was something that happened in December, "Fu Da burned a pair of cups, it was given to you?" β
Zhou Zhizhen was curious: "What cup?" β
Not only was he curious, Lu Yanzhi, Ye Huan, and the women present all looked at Chen Jinghui and waited for him to answer.
What Shen Jiannian can think of through the "cup" is that on her birthday, Fu Jichen gave her a pair of cups, one blue and one pink, and the body of the cup is staggered around the delicate twig pattern, like a work of art, and she is reluctant to take it out as a cup for drinking water.
Chen Jinghui leaned on the back of the chair, shook the goblet in his hand, and said slowly: "Fu Da used my relationship to contact a friend of mine, and my friend opened a pottery studio. I heard that before the finished product came out, dozens of them were burned, and only a few of them could be seen. β
Shen Jianian poked the tip of the chopsticks on the fish for a short second, and her eyes changed from doubt to surprise, the two cups given to her were fired by Fu Jichen himself?
Because there was a seal at the bottom of the cup, she had guessed that it was not a finished product that she bought, it should be specially customized by Fu Jichen, and she never thought that it was from his own hand.
The private room was quiet for a while, and Zhou Zhizhen's wife sighed enviously: "I really didn't see that Mr. Fu was so attentive that he fired the cups by himself." β
With that, her eyes glanced at her husband, who was respectful to her.
Fu Jichen has a heart, but he doesn't have such a heart for everyone.
Looking at Miss Shen's surprised look, she obviously didn't know about this, this is the rarest thing, having a heart but not revealing it means that the other party is unwilling to reap the same reward.
None of the people present answered, Fu Jichen pushed the door in at this time, carrying the coolness of the outdoors, after sitting down, he noticed a few pairs of eyes on him, he picked up the teacup and took a sip, and asked with a smile: "What are you talking about?" β
While speaking, he picked up his chopsticks and put two shrimp into the bowl, and put on disposable gloves to peel the shrimp shells.
Lu Yanzhi knocked his chopsticks, put a shrimp for himself, and snorted: "I'm talking about a certain infatuated species." β