Fu Song was no longer sleepy and chatted with Ren Xi in a word. Soon, the girl named Zhang Yan woke up, listened with her ears for a while, and then joined in.

Fu Song lived for two lifetimes, was knowledgeable and spoke funny. The two silly girls were stunned when they heard it, and their eyes changed when they looked at Fu Song.

After getting off the train at the station, two silly girls stood on the platform with their luggage on their backs, and Fu Song had to take them to the freshman reception in the railway station square.

It was originally the most convenient to live in the Academy of Social Sciences, but the dormitory he lived in at the Academy of Social Sciences had been taken back, so he took a taxi and came to the small courtyard near the Planning Commission.

Extract the key from the bag and open the gate of the yard. No one lives in it for months, and the yard is full of weeds.

The room was not much better, there was a smell of mold, and the table was covered with dust.

This small courtyard was originally prepared for Xiao Zhumei. After the decoration was completed, there was not even time to buy things, let alone pots and pans, there were not even bedding.

After walking around, he couldn't even find a rag, and scolded Huang Jinhuai in his heart, so Fu Song had to close the door and go out to purchase.

I bought a little more things, so I hired a tricycle to pull it back.

It took me half an afternoon to clean up and close the door and go out to find something to eat.

As I walked, I came to the braised cooking shop I had been with Xiao Zhumei without knowing it. There were not many people in the shop.

Fu Song felt that it was stuffy and didn't go in. He sat down at the table next to the door. The proprietress stared at him for a few seconds before smiling and asked, "I told Xiao Xiao about you yesterday, and you are really here today. Xiao Xiao, why didn't she come?"

Fu Songzhen didn't expect that his boss had such a good memory in the past year, so he came here once. After three or four months, he still recognized him.

Moreover, according to the boss’s wife’s opinion, Xiao Zhumei came yesterday and the two of them even talked about him, but it seemed that Xiao Zhumei didn’t tell the boss’s wife that the two had broken up.

After thinking a little, Fu Song laughed silently. If Xiao Zhumei was serious, the two of them might not be anything but their girlfriends, after all, he had never confessed his love.

"Ah, she's busy today, I'll come over to deal with it myself."

Soon, the proprietress brought him a large bowl of braised and cooked with three more fired rice, and turned around and went back to continue working.

After taking a few bites, I suddenly heard the boss's wife's bright voice: "Xiao Xiao, are you here?"

Fu Song raised his head and happened to meet Xiao Zhumei's gaze, both of them a little embarrassed.

Fortunately, the boss's wife cooked it with the braised braised and placed it directly opposite Fu Song, "Xiao Xiao, why are you standing there?"

Xiao Zhumei sat down opposite Fu Song with her head down, "When did you come?"

Fu Song took a bite of the pancake and said, "I just arrived in the afternoon."

Xiao Zhu didn't want to say anything extra to him, and felt a little nervous. He ate a few bites of braised rice slowly, and felt that it was not as delicious as before.

Putting down the chopsticks, Xiao Zhumei looked up at him and said, "I have a plane at noon the day after tomorrow."

Fu Song said: "I'll go and see you off."

Xiao Zhumei did not refuse. He said he gave it to him before. He just said this just to test whether he had forgotten it.

After Fu Song finished eating, Xiao Zhumei said, "Let's have a walk together."

Fu Song himself admitted that he was a stingy person and a vengeful person. Just like after he divorced Xu Qian in his previous life, he never met Xu Qian again, and he really never interacted with each other until he died.

But he couldn't hate Xiao Zhumei now. Perhaps because he had been together for too short and had not developed feelings for him, or perhaps he felt that he had found Liang Xi who was more suitable for him. But who knows, he couldn't explain why.

Along the way, both of them remained silent, but in the end, Xiao Zhumei broke the peace.

"I thought you would ignore me."

Fu Song glanced at her and said, "You may never see you again in your life when you go abroad. Take advantage of the opportunity to look at you."

Xiao Zhumei said firmly, "I will come back!"

Fu Song smiled, shook his head and said, "When you see the flower world outside, you may not say that."

Xiao Zhumei said again: "I will come back."

Fu Song was too lazy to argue with her. In front of him was the park where they often came to, and behind the park was the dormitory of the Planning Commission. "I can't go there, you can go back by yourself."

Xiao Zhumei sighed and said, "Let's have a walk with me again."

Looking at her lonely look, Fu Song softened his heart and said, "Let's go."

There are citizens coming to relax everywhere in the park, including those who take a walk, those who practice qigong, those who play chess, and those who walk birds.

When passing by the stone table playing chess, an old man stopped Xiao Zhumei, "Xiao Xiao, come on a game? Playing chess with these bad chess players has no meaning at all, so I'd better play with you!"

Fu Song looked at Xiao Zhumei in surprise. She actually knew how to play Go, and if the old man didn't brag, her level seemed to be quite high.

Xiao Zhumei said apologetically: "Director Zheng, I have something to do today."

After saying that, she turned her head and looked at Fu Song. The old man laughed when he saw this, "Do you have a partner?"

Xiao Zhumei waved her hand and said, "No, no, just... he and I are just good friends."

The old man looked Fu Song up and down for a few seconds and said in surprise: "It's you?"

There are street lights in the park, but the lights are relatively dim. Fu Song didn't look carefully just now, and he didn't recognize that the old man was the owner of the sky-high house.

"Old Master Zheng, we're meeting again." Fu Song felt that the world was really small.

Xiao Zhumei was even more surprised, "Do you know each other?"

Old Man Zheng laughed and said, "It's not just about knowing each other, he also got a pot of good tea at my house."

Fu Song smiled and said, "You can't blame me, you invited me to drink. Didn't you say you want to go abroad? Why haven't you left yet?"

"The house has not been sold yet, and I can't leave for a while." After the old man Zheng said, he looked up at Fu Song and asked, "Young man, have you bought the house? If you don't buy it, I will sell it to you at a discount."

If it was half a month ago, Fu Songbao immediately agreed, but since he bought two small foreign buildings in Mucheng, he has no longer looked down on such buildings built in the 1950s and 1960s.

Seeing Fu Song's indifferent appearance, Old Man Zheng was a little anxious and said, "Young man, think about it, the price is easy to discuss."

Xiao Zhumei was confused when she heard this next to her and poked Fu Song with her elbow: "What are you doing for buying a house?"

"Of course I live in a house. Could it be a good-looking one?" Fu Song smiled, and then lay in her ear and asked in a low voice: "You two know each other? What does this old man do?"

Xiao Zhumei wanted to cover his mouth, "The premier director of the Industrial Economics Research Institute of our Planning Commission."
Chapter completed!