Chapter 367

You're a good person.

After listening to Mo Beibei, who came over, opened his mouth and said this sentence, Fang Yuan wanted to laugh.

At home, Chen Wanyue once said this to him.

I don't want to be a good person. I prefer to be a bad person, because no matter what bad people do, they won't have any psychological burden.

Fang Yuan's answer to Mo Beibei is also his sincere words.

"Then why aren't you a bad man?"

Mobei went to the flower trees around him, reached out and picked off a leaf, put it under his small nose and sniffed it. It was very cute.

"I don't have to be, because I'm a bad man now."

Fang Yuan smiled and took off a leaf. He was about to close his eyes slightly and smell the face of spring, but he heard an aunt's voice ask, "what's the matter with you? Did the flower tree recruit you or annoy you, so you take off its leaves? It's so ungrateful! "

Fang Yuan was stunned and looked at the cleaning aunt wearing the red armband and the nearby desert north, which meant it was self-evident: did I learn from her? Why don't you talk about her, just me?

"What are you looking at? Look, you're not convinced?"

As soon as aunt stared, she dared to answer back. She would immediately call the security guard and take this guy to the security office for re education.

Fang Yuan opened his mouth and was about to say something, but Mobei took his hand and walked quickly to the distance.

Only after turning around the building of the inpatient department, the girl giggled: "look, say you're a good man. You don't like it. If someone's bad man was told by his aunt, he would have stared and slapped in the face."

Fang Yuan immediately rolled up his shirt sleeve and stared.

Mobei won't stop him. He just looks at him and smiles.

"Well, I'll pretend to be a good man for the time being."

Fang Yuan raised his hand, touched his nose and asked, "what do you always laugh at? It makes my heart hair."

"Don't you like watching me laugh?"

The girl said angrily, "that's good. I'll never laugh at you again."

"Don't you really cry?"

Take out a cigarette and light it on the tree.

Mobei answered the wrong question: "in fact, the sister-in-law misunderstood you for a reason."

Next, she briefly narrated what Zhang Suqin told her.

After hearing this, Fang Yuan just smiled silently, but didn't say anything.

"What do you think? Tell me."

Mo Beibei asked curiously.

"What do you think? I can only say that she is not wrong, I am not wrong, and even Dean Zhang is not wrong. What is wrong is why she wants a beautiful daughter. "

Fang Yuan said faintly. When she was about to pop up the cigarette end, she found that the cleaning aunt was staring at him in the distance -- in order not to be re educated, she quickly snuffed out the cigarette end, put it into her pocket, and then spread her hands over there, like what you can do to me.

Fang Yuan didn't find that when he made this rogue face, Mobei's eyes flashed envy, just as the old bachelor envied the big boss holding Xiaomi.

"You didn't go home last night. Did you tell your family?"

After watching the cleaning aunt go far, Fang Yuan asked Mo Beibei.

"Well, they support me and help others."

Mobei nodded and said, "but I can't always stay in the hospital. Fortunately, pan pan is a sensible child and can take care of his sister-in-law."

"Yes, then go home and have a rest. If you are free in the future, come and have a look. If the money for seeing a doctor is not enough, pay it in advance, and then tell me I'll pay you back."

Fang Yuan said and walked to the door of the hospital.

"Where are you going to relax this weekend?"

After leaving the hospital, Mobei asked.

"Hey, I usually relax and don't have to go anywhere."

Fang Yuan sucked his nose and was about to say something, but he thought of a person.

When he was in Beijing, he once met a master surnamed Liu. He calculated a divination for him, saying that he was contaminated with evil things (the so-called evil things, in fact, his mind was influenced by unhealthy thoughts), and advised him to find a woman with a hit or water in his name to drive away evil things.

When he separated from Master Liu, Fang Yuan knew that he was also from the king of the Tang Dynasty and left a business card.

Of course, Fang Yuan didn't take Master Liu to heart, and soon forgot.

But now he suddenly thought of Master Liu: since there's nothing left or right, it's better to go to master Liu and have fun. Maybe he can really see something. Anyway, it's a vacation and he has nothing to do.

After thinking of Master Liu, Fang Yuan smiled and said casually, "if you are free, I'll take you to find an expert who plays tricks and go to fortune telling?"

"Master?"

Mobei's eyes narrowed slightly and then said, "OK, where are you going? Are you going now?"

After Mr. Fang casually said that sentence, he regretted it: I knew that the child didn't give up on me and should stay away from her. Why did I take her to play again?

Don't many young men and women fall in love only when they are playing?

The regretful circle looked up at the sun and said, "today? Not today. "

"Why not?"

"I haven't eaten yet, and you haven't slept well all night, have you?"

"Well, when will you go?"

"Tomorrow, early tomorrow morning."

Seeing that Mobei is so hearty, it's hard to refuse.

"What time will it be tomorrow morning?"

"It's not certain. I don't know how early I can get up."

"Well, I'll wait for you at the bridge tomorrow morning."

Mobei nodded and walked to the bus not far away: "go, see you tomorrow morning."

"If I don't get up, can you wait there all morning?"

After seeing Mobei get on the bus, Fang Yuan raised his hand with a smile and stopped a taxi.

Instead of going home, he went to Nanshan District.

Casually found a hill, lay on the grass on the sunny hillside, raised his hand and covered his face, and then fell asleep.

Fang Yuan may not believe in ghosts and gods, but he really believes in traditional Chinese medicine.

Traditional Chinese medicine believes that the earth is the mother of all things in the world, and so is human nature. If you want to be healthy, you can't live without grounding.

In the current modern city, there are many high-rise buildings and roads everywhere. It is difficult to ground gas. It is like a fish leaving the water and wanting to be healthy?

Drink, wait.

Therefore, Fang Yuan especially likes to sleep on the grass, listen to the calls of insects and birds, smell the unique smell of grass and soil, and bathe in the warm sun. It's difficult to be comfortable without sleep (it does have this effect. Brother has done it many times in the past. Interested friends can try it when they are free to ensure that you will benefit a lot).

The old man said that he slept until dawn, but Fang Yuan slept until the sunset. He only felt hungry. Then he sat up yawning and looked at the distance at will.

The mountains in Nanshan District are not high mountains. Compared with those famous mountains, these rolling hills are more like a graceful little woman with drooping eyebrows and shyness.

Well, to be exact, it's like Chen Wanyue.

"What are you always staring at? You haven't seen enough all morning?"

Chen Wanyue seems to be used to wearing square clothes. Her big white shirt, loose pants, black socks on her feet, pulling his blue slippers, tying up her hair with a silk scarf, holding her cuffs to reveal her white lotus arm to wipe the tables and chairs, is really the look of a good wife and mother.

I don't understand why such a virtuous woman has such a bad life.

Fang Yuan jumped up from under the quilt, lit a cigarette and asked, "how old are you this year?"

"I told you earlier. Last year, I was two years old and 40."

Chen Wanyue took a rag, bent down and continued to wipe the tables and chairs: "I was 16 years old and had Chu Ci."

"Oh, in my impression, I always think you are in your forties. When I first saw you, you were still in the parking lot of the Tang King Hotel. You asked with summer. At that time, you looked more dignified and old-fashioned than you are now."

What Fang Yuan thought in his heart, he said: "now you are not like 39, but younger than 29. If you dress more fashionable and stand with Xia Xiaoyun, you will be mistaken for sisters. But to tell you the truth, Xia Xiaoyun still looks like Lao Xia more. "

He knows that Chen Wanyue won't mind now: what else can a woman who has completely fallen and knows she won't live long care?

Sure enough, Fang Yuan's words did not bring any feelings to Chen Wanyue, but said: "at that time, I had to be restrained and careful all the time. Not now. Just enjoy life. If she were like me, she wouldn't be as strong as she is now. "

"You are already very strong."

After a pause, Fang said, "the truth."

"I can only say that I have no skin and no face. Otherwise, how can I rob my daughter's man?"

Chen said gently, "it's true."

"Can't you stop saying such spineless words?"

Fang Yuan was a little dissatisfied: "also, every time you say that, I always think I am a commodity that people can compete for casually. I have no self-esteem."

"What is self-esteem?"

Chen Wanyue, who was on the ground, looked back with an obvious color of ridicule in her eyes.

"Self esteem is that you still know how to cry."

Fang Yuan also answered faintly.

"Then I won't cry anymore, I swear."

Chen Wanyue lowered her head again and began to work.

Looking at the woman, Fang Yuan took a cigarette and suddenly said, "if one day I take you, just the two of us, to live on a lonely island, would you like to go with me?"

Chen Wanyue's action of wiping tables and chairs solidified: "wait until I'm dying?"

"Never mind, just say, I don't want to."

"Original intention."

After a long silence, Chen Wanyue answered softly.

"Then wait."

Fang Yuan raised the blanket and asked, "where's lunch? Do you have any more?"

"If I don't leave you lunch, you can't scold me to death?"

"Will I be the kind of unreasonable person?"

"I never seem to be reasonable."

Chen Wanyue held her waist with her left hand. She stood up feebly and looked back with a smile. Her style was infinite.

Mature and self indulgent women can always bring irresistible amorous feelings to men.

This made Mr. Fang's forefinger move -- Chen Wanyue quickly retreated: "after you came back last night, didn't you say you were going to the Lihua mountain to find an expert fortune teller this morning? It's two o'clock in the afternoon. "

"I almost forgot if you didn't say it."

After pinching Chen Wanyue, Mr. Fang walked out of the house with satisfaction.

It took another hour to wash and eat. At more than 3 p.m., Fang Yuan walked out of the alley with his hands in his pockets and whistles.

After arriving at the small stone bridge, when Fang Yuan was looking for a taxi everywhere, a pretty figure came out from the bridge wing, with a deep resentment that the sun could not melt.

It's Mobei.