I and the dog-licking heroine are one body and two souls

Chapter 153 Mr. Fu's Tea

Putting away the words, Mr. Fu took off his glasses, and leaned on the armrest of the seat to get up.

Seeing this, Tang Shiyong immediately went to help him. She and Song Muming each helped him down the stairs. Mr. Fu's son was already waiting outside.

"Father, I'll pick you up." The middle-aged man stepped forward to take the old man's hand, but Mr. Fu waved his hand to let his son back down first.

"I won't be able to come next year, and I want to taste the food in our cafeteria this year." He said a little sadly, and said to Song Muming: "Now I am relieved about your affairs, you are my last student who is a master , I'll also come to hear what you have to say in class this afternoon."

It is said to be a lecture, but it is a report.

Song Muming, as the signboard of the National Medical University, will have his report class at three o'clock in the afternoon. The report will be in front of all the audience participating in the viewing, and the official media will broadcast it live in real time.

"Yes, the students must live up to the master's expectations." Song Muming nodded and helped Mr. Fu to the restaurant.

The restaurant has already received news that a hospitality restaurant has been vacated to welcome Mr. Fu, the dean and many leading figures in the medical field are there.

As the youngest apprentice daughter-in-law, Tang Shiyong was especially cared for by him, and she had a meal with him the closest.

Hearing the dean talking to a few people, he knew that Mr. Fu's status was detached, including his status in the calligraphy world, which no one else could ask for a single word.

So, she and Song Muming had a piece of writing, and when money was tight, they could sell it and buy a building.

Zhong Yu and the others also came back. After seeing this master, Mr. Fu even asked his son to give each of these disciples and grandchildren one of the apricots from his tree.

Treat it as a meeting gift and a final gift.

……

At two o'clock in the afternoon, a group of people entered the auditorium.

Tang Shiyong accompanied Mr. Fu into the auditorium. When he came, everyone, whether they were celebrities or medical leaders, stood up and complimented the old gentleman for being the first to sit down before they sat down.

According to the ranking, the old gentleman sat in the middle, and then the dean and the specially invited heavyweight professors and guests took their seats in turn. An unknown person like Tang Shiyong was responsible for sitting in a small corner and lazing, or letting her go out to play.

However, Mr. Fu didn't let her go, he insisted that she sit beside her—the original position of Li Youxian, the dean of the Graduate School of National Medical University.

This seat is a golden seat, Tang Shiyong didn't want to sit and didn't dare to sit, but the old dean understood what Mr. Fu meant, and said to Tang Shiyong with a smile: "Mr. The reaction is quicker, and if there is something uncomfortable, it can help us look at it."

This report lasted nearly four hours. Mr. Fu's age and spirit probably couldn't last that long. If he was tired, he had to take a step first.

Tang Shiyong nodded and sat beside Mr. Fu.

But it was difficult to get in and out in the middle. After discussing with several people, it was decided that she and Mr. Fu would sit in front of her, where she was named by Song Muming.

Tang Shiyong is on the far side, and Mr. Fu is on the second.

Before the report started, Zhong Yu and Jiang Mu were dressed in school uniforms and prepared materials for Song Muming in front. The prime position of the auditorium was already adjusting the camera, and the official host was interviewing Song Muming.

He was wearing the simplest suit, no tie, and his hair was combed meticulously. He was confident and dignified facing the camera.

"My little apprentice is the one I worry about the most."

Tang Shiyong was watching intently, when Mr. Fu beside him suddenly said that he is a very typical literati, and he speaks with a sense of elegance, which has nothing to do with age.

"I was about to quit that year, but he suddenly came to apply for my graduate school. I didn't want to teach anymore, so I was very strict with him, and I wanted to find a chance to quit him, but his grades were excellent and he was able to endure hardship." Mr. Fu said without hesitation: "That year, because of his girlfriend's accident, he almost lost my favorite student."

It seems that it is about Zhong Zhiyi's pregnancy forcing Song Muming to return to China. Mr. Fu didn't want to say it too directly, because he was afraid that Tang Shiyong would not know about Zhong Zhiyi, so he would go back and have an awkward fight with Song Muming.

"Don't worry about it. He told me about this, and he blamed himself very much. He often said that he was almost ashamed of your teaching." Tang Shiyong said it generously, and Song Muming didn't hide it from her.

Regarding Zhong Zhiyi, he said that the person he feels most guilty about is his mentor, so he often reads the words of his mentor.

Mr. Fu looked at Tang Shiyong, at the age when a little girl is most capable of mischief, but still understands some truths, he was relieved.

"Pour me a cup of tea, okay?" Mr. Fu asked suddenly: "When people get old, their spirits are not very good. Make some tea to refresh yourself."

It is not the mineral water uniformly issued by the school, but tea.

In the current situation, Tang Shiyong has to look for teacups and tea leaves, and the only place she knows to have these things is Song Muming's office.

Tang Shiyong came down and ran to Yiji Building to get tea by herself. As soon as she went out, she met Song Muming's father.

"Qianqian, come here." Father Song shook the teacup in his hand, called her over, and said, "Mu Ming told me in advance, take this in and give it to Mr. Fu."

The purple sand teacup has a faint aroma of tea leaves, and the outside of the cup is very hot. It should be tea that has just been brewed. Tang Shiyong took the teacup and said to Dad Song, "Thank you, Uncle."

"Go in first, and come home with Mu Ming for dinner when you have time." Father Song said with a smile, Mr. Fu is too old to wait.

Tang Shiyong was holding the tea, afraid of spilling it, and walked slowly in. Not far away, Song Ma came over, only saw a figure from the back, and asked: "Is that the girl?"

Song's father nodded, and Song's mother said: "It looks good, but it looks a bit small. When will Li Qingxing come to eat together? It's better for the two parents to discuss the marriage of the children first. Let's find out Li Qingxing's tone first."

Speaking of this matter, Father Song shook his head and said, "Let's not take part in the work for the time being. I see what Mu Ming means. This girl's marriage is up to Tang Yuanhai to decide. Now Tang Yuanhai doesn't know about their affairs. He transferred back to the capital to talk about it."

As soon as these words came out, Song's mother knew that Tang Shiyong's daughter was not close to Li Qingxing, and might even have a gap with Li Qingxing.

Speaking of Li Qingxing, Mama Song became angry.

It was really uncomfortable for her today, she actually brought Zhong Zhiyi in front of her, and said that she would introduce a talent from abroad to their hospital.

Introduce Zhong Zhiyi?Even if she was brought into the mortuary, she would take up space.

After knowing each other for so many years, don't you know what she taboos? !

Just now she had a bad complexion and interrupted Li Qingxing several times, implying that Li Qingxing was so obvious that she turned a blind eye to it, and she blindly asked her to accept Zhong Zhiyi, making it as if Li Qingxing was in charge of their Song family's affairs.

In the future, if you want to develop a little relationship with Li Qingxing, don't think that after knowing her for all these years, you dare to cross the bottom line and be self-righteous.

It's a pity that her two apricots were given to her for nothing.

As for Zhong Zhiyi, he still has the face to come to her, he simply has no shame in coming to her door to humiliate her.

That's good, now that this girl's affairs are up to her father, it will save her from making false claims with Li Qingxing.

Song Ma looked at the direction where Tang Shiyong disappeared, that's all, Tang Yuanhai is better than Li Qingxing.

……

Everyone thought that at Mr. Fu's current age, he would have to leave the stage before he could hold on for long, but he didn't expect him to hold on to the end.

After Song Muming finished his report, it was already past six o'clock. Mr. Fu asked Tang Shiyong to help him up, and then his son helped him, walked to Song Muming, arranged his long gown, and Song Muming accepted an interview with the official media.

He called Song Muming his most proud student, and gave Song Muming the highest evaluation since his career. Mr. Fu brought up the last spirit and affirmed Song Muming's excellence in front of the media from all walks of life.

"When you are free in the future, bring your daughter-in-law to have tea with me." After the interview, Song Muming and Tang Shiyong sent Mr. Fu away together. Before leaving, Mr. Fu said that Tang Shiyong should accompany Song Muming to drink tea when he is free.

Tang Shiyong nodded, watching the car drive away.

"I have something to tell you, you can't be angry." Song Muming took Tang Shiyong home, the housekeeper drove, Song Muming leaned on Tang Shiyong on the road, and then remembered.

"What?" What else did he do to make her angry?

"I took that apricot to the master. I'm afraid you might misunderstand that I gave it to someone else. I'll report to you first." It was the one he picked off by himself today. He knew that Zhong Zhiyi was also at the National Medical University today. Because an apricot was provoked by someone, first tell her where the apricot went.

Originally, Tang Shiyong thought it must be something for her, but now that it was given to Mr. Fu, she was not angry because she was not mad after all.

But she couldn't just make Song Muming feel comfortable, and immediately lowered the partition in the car, and said to the butler, "Let's go back to the National Medical University and get a small bag for Professor Song."

The bag was so small, Zhong Yu and the others plucked the remaining tree, and Song Muming ran five trips to pick the fruit. Tang Shiyong kept time with his mobile phone, and asked the housekeeper to watch him, so that he was not allowed to rest and be lazy on the road.

"Professor Song can't keep even one, otherwise if Li Zhiyi and Wang Zhiyi come to ask me for it again under the name of your old friend, I will really be angry." Fang Rongrong said that they picked a lot and took it back to eat. It must be enough to eat. Now she plucked up the tree and saw who could take it.

Not a single green sour fruit is left for others.

Song Muming worked hard, picking apricots back and forth.

Wash the golden apricots in the mouth, take a bite, the skin is sour and the meat is sweet, especially delicious.

(End of this chapter)