Xuanwu raised his hand and touched Fuling's head, "Eat slowly.";
Fu Ling looked up and looked around, ";What would you like to eat?";
Xuanwu smiled, "I have cooked the porridge and will go home to drink the porridge later.";
";Whatever you want." After Fu Ling said, he lowered his head and continued to eat his own tofu brain, and then took another bite of fried dough sticks.
Xuanwu looked at Fu Ling and felt a trace of sorrow and sorrow in his heart, "Eat less, and I will buy you a lobster later.";
";Well, I know!"; Rune took a mouthful of fried dough sticks and spoke a little vaguely.
Xuanwu said lightly: "The real person treats you well, at least I still want to let someone come to pick you up.";
Fu Ling looked at Xuanwu, ";How do you know this old man is not a liar?";
Xuanwu smiled bitterly,"; the world appraised Mr. Wu as being noble and unconventional. Mr. Wu emphasized that the father must teach his son, and the monarch must not rule others. To teach the son to care about righteousness, and to treat others to care about morality. The real man is looking for him. Enlightening you is considered a good intention.";
Fu Ling looked disdainful, ";What kind of point, isn't it just looking for someone to teach me the rules!";
Xuanwu touched Fuling's head again, "You need to learn the rules.";
Looking at the tea egg in front of him, Fu Ling had no appetite, and stood up, "Let's go home.";
Xuanwu also got up and took the hand of the Rune and walked home. Xuanwu suddenly felt the panic in Rune's heart. He clenched the rune's hand and said: "Don't be afraid, the ones that should come will come, and it's useless to be afraid. ";
";Hmm!";Fu Ling agreed.
Xuanwu said again: "If you want to go to Songshan, just go. Ao Tian and I will visit you often.";
Fu Ling stubbornly said: "Either you don't go, and if you want to go, the three of us will go together.";
Fu Ling stopped, looked at Xuanwu and asked with an aggrieved look: ";Why are Bai Rong and Hu Changan all thundering and the rain will be over, and they will come out of heaven when I am here?";
Xuanwu's heart tightened, and said sadly: "You are different from us, you are a magical spirit, and your cultivation violates the laws of nature.";
Fu Ling shouted unconvincedly: "Why is it different? I already have an ID card.";
Xuanwu smiled, "Yes, you already have an ID card, and your cultivation is not against the way of heaven, so you don't have to worry.";
Fu Ling looked at Xuanwu, ";You don't have to be sorry for me, I can do it without the trouble I can't get through.";
After Fu Ling finished speaking, he took Xuanwu and walked home quickly. When the two walked into the house, Fu Ling said to Xuanwu: "You eat quickly, we will buy lobster after dinner.";
Xuanwu went to eat, Fu Ling fell on the sofa and looked at the ceiling, recalling every word he had said to the old man in his head.
Fu Ling was a little scared in her heart, but it was just her fear of the imminent catastrophe because she didn't understand it.
Fu Ling comforted herself, as long as the soul is there, she will be reborn again after a big deal. Eighteen years later, she will be as beautiful as a flower.
If Heaven really doesn't allow her, and she must be dispelled, then she will die anyway, and there is nothing to be afraid of.
After Fu Ling wanted to open his own tribulation, he began to think about why the real man asked Old Man Wu to pick him up to Songshan.
Fu Ling bit her lip fiercely, and the pain made her brain work quickly. Fu Ling thought of two reasons. One was that the real person really cared about her, hoping to help her through the catastrophe. The second is that Ao Tian and Xuanwu have caused trouble, and the real person wants to leave by themselves, so as not to get trouble and get the real person.
Fu Ling was more willing to believe that was the second reason, because when she met the old man, the first thing she felt was that something was wrong with Ao Tian. She smirked and didn't say Ao Tian, but asked Xuanwu what was going to happen.
The old man's expression was very calm at the time, and Fu Ling was convinced that the old man didn't care about Xuanwu at all, or said he didn't know Xuanwu at all. Since it's not Xuanwu, it can only be Ao Tian that caused the trouble.
Xuanwu had eaten breakfast and packed up his things, and called out: "Fuling!"; Xuanwu saw that Fuling did not respond, so he walked to the sofa and asked: "What's the matter?";
Fu Ling turned his head to look at Xuanwu, then sat up and asked: "What did Ao Tian do in the past few days?";
Xuanwu smiled, "Didn't I tell you that Ao Tian is with his master.";
Fu Ling knew that Xuanwu would not tell her the truth, and stood up, "Let's buy lobsters.";
Mo Wei came to the Chinese Medicine Hall early this morning. After cleaning and seeing the clock, it was already 9 o'clock. Master and Rune hadn't come yet, so he was a little worried.
Mo Wei was hesitating whether to call Fu Ling to ask about the situation. Fu Ling carried a small white incubator and ran in happily.
"Mo Wei, I bought lobster again.";
Mo Wei looked at the incubator in Fu Ling's hand, "Sister Fu, do you really plan to eat lobster every day?";
"Well, life is limited, let us be happy day by day.";
Mo Wei took the box in Fu Ling's hand, ";Why are you so philosophical today.";
Xuanwu walked into the door, and Mo Wei hurriedly said: "Master, early!";
Xuanwu smiled, "Fu Ling didn't eat enough in the morning, so let's cook this lobster earlier, lest she worry about it.";
Mo Wei agreed, and carried the incubator into the kitchen. Fu Ling said to Xuanwu: "You can also eat some later.";
Xuanwu touched Fuling's head, ";You can eat with Mo Wei, don't eat too much, it's not easy to digest."; Xuanwu finished speaking, and turned upstairs.
Fu Ling sat at the bar, waiting intently for her lobster, not allowing herself to think about other things.
At this time, the door of the Chinese Medicine Museum was pushed open, and a young woman walked in with a 4-year-old boy in her arms. Fu Ling stood up and said: "Hello!";
The young woman smiled, "Are you Doctor Xiao Fu?";
Fu Ling nodded, ";I am Xiao Fu.";
The young woman went on to say: "I heard that you treated the child very well, so I brought our army and soldiers over to trouble you for a pulse.";
Fu Ling glanced at the little boy. "The army has been coughing for a long time, right?";
The young woman nodded and said: "Yes, when the army began to catch a cold, the cold has been cured long ago, but the cough has been bad, especially at night, and it gets worse. Now it’s the end of May, and it’s still I was coughing intermittently. I took the army to many hospitals. Every time the doctor prescribed a pile of cough medicine, the army still didn't see it well after taking it.";
Junjun coughed again, and Junjun’s mother said distressedly: "I met Qiqi’s grandmother in the kindergarten yesterday, and when she saw Junjun coughing, she suggested that I go to your place to have a look, saying that Qiqi last time If you are sick, the medicine you prescribed will be effective on the same day.";
Fu Ling looked at Junjun with a smile and asked: "Junjun, how old are you this year?";
Junjun replied shyly: ";4 years old.";
Junjun was out of breath due to coughing, and his face was flushed from suffocation, making Junjun's mother even more distressed.
Fu Ling gently massaged Junjun's back from top to bottom with his hand. Junjun's coughing finally stopped and his complexion improved a lot. (To be continued) (End of this chapter)