pampered roses

The next day, Tangli woke up, and there was no one beside her. She belatedly remembered that Fu Zechen was kicked out by her last night.

Her cheeks were slightly hot, Tangli lifted the quilt, touched her stomach, and whispered, "Is Fu Zechen in debt?"

Her belly moved slightly, as if the baby in her belly was responding to her, Tangli smiled unconsciously, "You think so too."

After talking to the baby, Tangli got up and opened the closet. Beijing has recently entered winter, and the weather has become much cooler. In addition, her belly has grown a lot now, and she rarely wears cheongsams. Most of them are loose clothes. I changed into a milky white sweater, washed up and went downstairs.

When she got downstairs, Mrs. Fu had already woken up, and she was talking to Fu Linshuang in the living room.

When Mrs. Fu saw Tangli, she quickly beckoned her to come over.

"Lili, how did you sleep last night?"

"I'm fine grandma, how are you?"

"I'm not good!" Mrs. Fu got angry when she mentioned this, "I don't know what happened to that brat Ah Chen last night. He didn't sleep in the middle of the night, so he insisted on waking me up to find you who learned Kunqu opera when you were young." Videotape!"

The more Mrs. Fu talked, the more angry she became: "Do you know that people need to rest well when they are old? He doesn't look at a person as old as you here, he has to look at you when you were young!"

Tangli was stunned for a moment, her face flushed "shua", she pursed her lips and didn't know what to say.

Fu Zechen came out of the kitchen with breakfast, and when he heard Mrs. Fu's words, he looked calm: "Didn't you look for it in the end?"

"Isn't that nonsense?" Mrs. Fu rolled her eyes at him, "Can I just let it go if I don't ask you to wake me up in the middle of the night?"

Fu Zechen raised his eyebrows, touched the tip of his nose and said nothing, his eyes fell on Tang Li, and the tip of his eyebrows slightly raised.

Tangli pretended not to see his eyes, and helped Old Madam Fu to the dining table for dinner.

Holding the dinner plate, Fu Zechen naturally sat down next to Tangli, put his arms around her waist, wrapped his palms around her slender waist even after she was pregnant, and said calmly, "How did you sleep last night?" ?”

His tone was very calm, but his eyes were fixed on Tangli. There was a little smile in his dark eyes, and he gently rubbed her waist.

Fu Linshuang and Mrs. Fu were both on the opposite side, Tangli gave him a sideways glance, and stuffed a steamed bun into his mouth, "Slept well."

She articulated her words clearly, and there was a bit of warning in her eyes.

Fu Zechen looked at her, raised his eyebrows, swallowed the steamed bun in his mouth, and said nothing.

After the meal, Mrs. Fu took Tangli to sit on the sofa, holding a big dictionary in her hand, and said that she named the two children with her waist.

Fu Zechen's whereabouts disappeared after dinner, which caused the old lady to curse a few more times,

"They are already in their [-]s and [-]s, and they don't know what they are busy with every day."

"That's it~" Fu Linshuang responded from the side.

Tangli didn't say anything, she just stroked her belly with one hand while reading the dictionary with the old lady.

"What's the best name for a girl? You should choose something more expensive. For a boy, you can choose whatever you want, so that you can support yourself."

Tangli listened and responded to the old lady.

Fu Linshuang muttered beside her, "Auntie, did you choose a nickname?"

Tangli shook her head, "Not yet."

Fu Linshuang immediately leaned over, "I'll get you one, my sister's nickname is..."

"Don't give me everything here."

Fu Zechen's voice sounded outside the door. He was wearing a black overcoat, and he was holding a thick white plush coat in his hand. There was a bit of condensed frost on his handsome face, and there were some glittering condensed snowflakes on his short black hard hair. The tall, straight and narrow nose made the face under the lamp more handsome and sharp.

"Why can't I take it? I'm also an older sister!" Fu Linshuang said confidently.

Mrs. Fu flipped through the dictionary with reading glasses, but said nothing.

Tangli's eyes fell on him, she was slightly taken aback, and looked outside the house, "Is it snowing?"

Fu Zechen hummed, stepped over the sofa with long legs, and kicked Fu Linshuang who was next to Tangli aside.

Fu Linshuang exaggeratedly called out, "Little aunt!"

Fu Zechen didn't pay any attention to anyone, and directly put the white plush coat on Tang Li, staring at her deeply, "Go upstairs and add another coat, and come out with me."

Tangli was slightly startled, and reached out to touch the snowflakes on his black hair, "Where are you going?"

Fu Zechen clasped her hand and kissed it naturally, "You'll know when we arrive."

Tangli thought for a while, "Okay."

The old lady Fu was still flipping through the dictionary, and Fu Zechen said calmly, "Grandma, I'll take Lili out first."

Mrs. Fu nodded, "Go ahead, remember to come back early."

Fu Linshuang on the side heard it and immediately got up, "Auntie, why don't you take me with you too, I'm going too!"

Tangli nodded, and looked at Fu Zechen.

Fu Zechen hugged her waist and motioned her to go upstairs to change clothes first, then turned his head and looked at Fu Linshuang with a cool expression, "Yesterday Lin Ye asked me where you are, why..."

Before she finished speaking, Fu Linshuang immediately began to pretend to be crazy, "Oh, little uncle, I suddenly have a headache. I'll go upstairs to rest first. When will you go home with my little aunt?"

After she finished speaking, she hurried upstairs.

Tangli quickly changed her clothes and went downstairs. She was wearing a bright yellow winter cheongsam, which made her whole body white and soft. Her jet-black hair was slightly tucked behind her ears, and her coat was a thick milky white plush coat. , wearing a cashmere hat on his head, with plain and cool makeup.

Fu Zechen looked at her, his eyes darkened slightly, his eyes were depressed, and he reached out to grab her wrist, "Let's go, Mrs. Fu."

The car drove out of the city center, and the road was covered with layers of first snow. It was the first time in many years that Tangli saw the first snow in the north of Beijing, and she kept looking out.

The car finally stopped at Qingcheng Temple.

The Qingcheng Temple, which has just snowed, is covered in silver, and the layers of bamboo forests are covered with a layer of snow. From a distance, it seems that you can smell the coolness of bamboo leaves and snow.

But even in the first snow day, there is still an endless stream of pilgrims at Qingcheng Temple.

Fu Zechen opened the car door and led Tangli's men out of the car.

The smell of incense came, layers of fireworks were lingering, and pedestrians came and went.

The snow on the bluestone slabs has been parted, and only the footprints of pedestrians come and go.

Tangli stood at the foot of the temple mountain with a startled expression: "Why are you here?"

Fu Zechen held her hand and walked up step by step while holding Tangli's hand without saying a word.

The snow had melted and the ground was a bit muddy, but fortunately Fu Zechen's hand was tightly held. On the way up the mountain, they met the old woman they had seen last time.

There was a couple standing in front of her looking at the marriage talisman, and the girl was asking the old woman to calculate for her whether she and the man next to him could go on forever.

The old woman glanced at the boy, he was nervous and shy, only when he looked at the girl beside him, his eyes would subconsciously be filled with liking.

The old woman snorted: "You are so lucky, you met such a childhood sweetheart who accompanied you from childhood to adulthood, remember to cherish it."

After she finished speaking, she chose a marriage talisman for the young couple.

The girl was very happy, and the boy was also happy when he saw the girl was happy, and was soon driven away by the old woman waving her hand.

Fu Zechen led Tangli to the old lady's stall. The old lady looked up and saw Fu Zechen frowning: "Why are you again?"

Fu Zechen raised his eyebrows, held Tangli's hand tightly, with a faint smile in his eyes: "Old lady, how are my wife and I doing now?"

"Didn't you already read it?" The old lady was almost annoyed by Fu Zechen, but she still turned her head to Tangli's direction, her unfocused eyes fell on her slightly swollen stomach, and she snorted coldly: "Really?" It was caught."

Tangli was a little embarrassed, she pursed her lips and nodded, her voice was as firm and gentle as before: "I've already identified him."

The old woman didn't like Fu Zechen's eyes, but she had to admit that Tangli's current condition was better than last time, and the smile and happiness in her eyes could not be fooled.

The old woman was relieved, but the expression on her face was still cold and disgusted, it was for Fu Zechen.

She sighed, seeing Fu Zechen was really not pleasing to the eye, but in the end, she still showed it to Fu Zechen.

"You kid is lucky, thanks to the girl next to you."

This time, the old lady didn't say any harsh words, but looked at the two seriously: "Your child will be safe and sound, and it is your greatest blessing to have this girl. The two of you are destined to never be together in this life." We will be happy if we separate."

Fu Zechen held Tangli's hand tightly, raised his eyebrows and looked at Tangli with a smile in his black eyes, then turned to look at the old woman with a serious expression,

"Thank you."

The old woman snorted and waved her hands, signaling them to leave quickly, and continued to guard her stall.

Tangli and Fu Zechen looked at each other, left the marriage blanket hand in hand, and continued walking up the mountain.

The incense of candles on the mountain is faint and smoky, and occasionally the sound of knocking wooden fish and chanting can be heard.

There were many couples coming and going, and many people could be seen bowing in the hall from a distance.

Fu Zechen led Tangli to the backyard, and walked in a bamboo forest. Tangli raised her eyes, and her eyes fell on the bamboo forest. The green branches and leaves stood out, covered with a light layer of snow.

The cool wind blew over, mixed with the cool aroma of bamboo leaves and snow, Tangli and Fu Zechen walked hand in hand on the cobbled path.

As they moved forward, their vision widened. They stopped in the middle of a small courtyard, a Zen room with green bricks and green tiles, and there was a well in the middle of the courtyard.

The word "Buddha" is pasted on the wall. This is the meditation room for guests, and it is also the place where Fu Zechen lived for two years.

Green bricks, green tiles, emerald bamboos and snow, time seems to go back to the past in an instant.

Fu Zechen curved his eyes, and a smile overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Tangli raised her eyes, looked at Fu Zechen's smile, and tilted her head curiously: "Fu Zechen, what are you thinking?"

Fu Zechen lowered his eyes and looked at Tangli with a smile in his eyes: "I was wondering how you brought me food back then."

Tangli pursed her lips, looking away a little uncomfortable.

At that time, when she went to Fu's house to learn Qu'er, she accidentally saw the scene of Fu Zechen being carried away by bodyguards, and she was shocked. Later, she found out that Fu Zechen was sent to Qingcheng Temple.

The two of them only stood here for a while before heading to the front hall.

There were still many people in the hall, Tangli and Fu Zechen waited for a while before entering the hall.

The incense is lingering, the Bodhisattva lowers his eyes, his eyebrows are kind and his eyes are kind.

Tangli clasped her hands together, prostrated herself on the cushion, closed her eyes and sincerely made a wish.

More than ten years ago, the Bodhisattva heard her wish and made her dream come true.

If possible, she hopes that in her next life, she can also meet Fu Zechen early and love him well.

Tangli bent down and bowed sincerely.

Fu Zechen kept his eyes open, looked at Tangli's serious expression, and saw her prostrate on the ground.

He finally raised his eyes, and his black eyes looked seriously at the Bodhisattva sitting high in the hall.

In his life, before he met Tangli and fell in love with Tangli, he had never sincerely believed in any gods and Buddhas for a moment.

Even though he is wearing prayer beads, he knows better than anyone else what kind of person he is in his bones.

At this moment, the eternal sky is full of wind and moon.

He is willing to let go of everything, and only asks for the blessings of the gods and Buddhas so that he and Tangli can live the rest of their lives safely and happily.

In the next life, let him fall in love with Tangli first, and love her for 13 more years.

When Tangli and Fu Zechen walked out of the hall holding hands, the wooden fish behind them continued, the sound of reciting scriptures lingered in their ears, smoke filled the eyes, and the scent of sandalwood spread in the air.

They walked on the steps, Tangli seemed to see the scene from that year again in a trance.

In the dim moonlight, she filled her schoolbag with snacks, walked step by step, walked through the bamboo forest, and came to the door of Fu Zechen's meditation room. She didn't dare to disturb him, so she put down the snacks and hid in the dark. After taking those snacks back, I felt relieved to leave.

When going down the mountain, Xiao Tangli was still singing, in a good mood, her soft face was flushed by the wind, but she was planning what to give Fu Zechen next time in her mind.

In the bleak and dull life of more than ten years, she was so soft because of loving him.

The bluestone steps sent the two down the mountain step by step.

Fu Zechen suddenly asked, "What did you say to the Bodhisattva just now?"

Tangli's slender eyelashes drooped slightly, and she said truthfully, "I say, thank you Bodhisattva for making my wish come true."

Fu Zechen hummed, holding Tangli's hand tightly.

"What about you, what did you tell the Bodhisattva?"

Fu Zechen was silent for a while, and then ruthlessly spit out two words: "Secret."

Tangli stared at him sideways, "I told you, but you didn't tell me."

Fu Zechen smiled lightly, and the palm of her hand was hot, "Mrs. Fu can punish me, whatever you want."

He stared at her with dark eyes, smiling tenderly.

Tangli pursed her lips, blushing slightly, "Bodhisattvas are listening, you need to show some face."

Fu Zechen raised his eyebrows, raised the clasped hands of the two of them and shook them, "The Bodhisattva agrees to the post with a certificate."

Tangli buried her face in the warm clothes, and gave him an angry look, "You think it's beautiful."

Fu Zechen's dark eyes fell on her face, he smiled and clasped her hands tightly, without saying a word.

The mountains are empty and the snow is fading away.

The layers of the bamboo forest are dyed, and the Sanskrit sounds burst into the ears

The shallow snow on the bluestone slabs slides down along the slate, and the figures of the woman in cheongsam and the man in black gradually disappear into the sea of ​​people, walking towards the world of love and hate together.

In this life, fortunately the gods and Buddhas favored him, Tangli had to meet Fu Zechen, and Fu Zechen had to meet Tangli.

Little Luoshen and Jade Face Buddha.

End of text, 2022.10.30, 22.47 p.m.