The man is in modern times [time travel]

A few minutes later, Xiao Yueyun and Xiao Yueyang came to Fu Lang's house together after returning home to put away their things, and formally greeted the two elders.

Grandma Lu and Ms. Bai Rong chatted with the two beautiful juniors lovingly and kindly. Seeing that the two behaved well, calmly and calmly, the older one was gentle and elegant, and the younger one was well-behaved and sensible, they nodded secretly.

Fu Lang sat upright on the single sofa on the other side, completely unable to intervene in the conversation, and no one took the initiative to talk to him, as if he did not exist at all.

Fu Lang's gaze swept over Xiao Yueyun's face quietly, seeing that the other person looked as usual, with a gentle smile, looking at the two elders with bright eyes, as obedient as he wanted, completely different from when he looked at himself recently.

Thinking of this, Fu Lang felt a little more depressed, and his whole body was covered with gloomy air, as if he and the four people who were chatting enthusiastically over there were in two worlds.

Xiao Yueyun noticed Fu Lang's gaze, and his back straightened subconsciously. There was something strange in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face. He still responded to the elder's question gracefully, without casting a trace in the direction of the scorching gaze. focus on.

At noon, Xiao Yueyun cooks for five people.

Grandma Lu and Bai Rong felt a little embarrassed.This is my son's home, and their two female elders are supposed to cook and entertain the two young guests.However, Grandma Lu is getting old, and she seldom cooks in person in recent years, and Bai Rong is a lady who never sticks her hands in the sun. He said that he could handle it, and he was used to it, so it was right to invite them to Xiao's house as a return guest as a kindness of the landlord.

Seeing Xiao Yueyun go back and forth between the two kitchens with ease, Grandma Lu and Bai Rong found it even more rare, and felt a little distressed for him.After all, he is a high school boy under the age of 19. For most people, it is the age when his parents and teachers force him to study and play. Optimistic and diligent.

Grandma Lu and Bai Rong were also invited by Xiao Yueyang to sit in the Xiao's house, and they were very surprised by the ingenious decorations that were full of life and retro literature and art.

At lunch, Grandma Lu felt a little ashamed when she saw the table full of delicious dishes, not to mention Bai Rong. She didn't have such cooking skills and speed when she was young.Although I heard from my grandchildren that Xiao Yueyun is good at craftsmanship, I never thought it would be this good!

It's like magic. It's hard to imagine that these are all made by a 19-year-old high school boy. Those who don't know it think Xiao Yueyun is a young chef in a five-star hotel.

Xiao Yueyun gave a brief introduction to each dish without haste. Some recipes and historical allusions are very elegant, which made Bai Rong, a professor of the history department, very interested when he heard it, and asked a few more questions. Xiao Yueyun replied fluently, and suddenly knew that the other party had a good background in history, so she was even happier.

Through this period of study, Xiao Yueyun has basically determined that the history and civilization of the Dazhou time and space and the modern time and space before the death of the Song Dynasty are almost the same, and the family recipes of the Xiao family and the Guo family have quite a history, so he dared to have This introduction will not go wrong.

After a meal, the host and guest had a good time, and the two women's impressions of Xiao Yueyun and Xiao Yueyang were extremely good.

After the dishwasher cleaned the dishes for a round, Xiao Yueyun picked up the dishes as usual and wanted to deal with them again. This time, Grandma Lu and Bai Rong would come forward to help whatever they said, so Xiao Yueyun had to give up to wash the dishes He watched in horror as the two enthusiastically washed the dishes and flushed the water.

Fortunately, the dishes were not broken in the end, Xiao Yueyun was quietly relieved in his heart.

After lunch, the two elders sat for a long time before leaving with Fu Lang, and the three went to Fu's old house.

The driver who had brought the two of them had gone back, and Fu Lang drove his own car, while the two middle-aged and elderly women chatted very happily in the back seat.

Along the way, they kept praising Xiao Yueyun for being studious, diligent, enthusiastic, careful, patient and considerate.If it wasn't for having no daughter, Bai Rong's posture would have wished to adopt Xiao Yueyun as her son-in-law.

Of course, Xiao Yueyang is also a good person. The two sang together in the back seat, saying that they want to hug a cute and sensible grandson/great-grandson like Xiao Yueyang as soon as possible.

Fu Lang in the front seat kept silent all the time, resolutely not taking the initiative to argue.

**

After seeing off the members of the Fu family, the two brothers of the Xiao family returned to peace this weekend.

Xiao Yueyun let his younger brother play and rest in the living room, while he sat at the desk in the master bedroom to read, occasionally going out of the room to pour water, seeing Brother Yang quietly holding a brush to write big characters, Xiao Yueyun nodded in relief.

He has already understood the so-called elite education of the public. In addition to cram schools, parents also let their children frequently go to the Children's Palace and various special interest classes in their spare time to cultivate various hobbies and specialties, for fear that the children will lose at the starting line.

This is somewhat similar to the cultivation of descendants of the great Zhou family.Xiao Yueyun also went to the Children's Palace to investigate. After fully understanding the current popular teaching subjects and the general level of teachers, he decided not to let his younger brother sign up.

It's better to teach those piano, chess, calligraphy and painting by myself.

Musical instruments are not in a hurry, and calligraphy, my younger brother has practiced it before, and recently picked it up again, five big characters a day, is gradually improving bit by bit.Xiao Yueyun planned to wait for his younger brother's handwriting to develop to a certain level before formally teaching him to paint.Xiao Yueyang has already learned the rules of go, and the two brothers occasionally play chess in their spare time. With Xiao Yueyun's personal training, Xiao Yueyang's future chess skills will definitely not be too bad.

This afternoon, Xiao Yueyun's study efficiency was not high.As long as he is free recently, he can't help but be distracted, especially after meeting Fu Lang's grandma and mother today.

The more I hope that my heart is as calm as water, the more I can't help being impetuous and changing. Xiao Yueyun doesn't know exactly what he wants, what he is afraid of, or what he is avoiding.

"Xiao Yun, Fu Lang usually lives here by himself, and he is too old. Our elders can't take care of him all the time, but this kid is busy day and night, and he doesn't take care of his body at all. We have a sympathetic relationship." Please, can you help me to watch him? You are a good and careful boy, if Fu Lang behaves badly, you can just blame him, and we will support you." Bai Rong said softly while holding Xiao Yueyun's hand .

Grandma Lu on the side also added naturally: "Xiao Yun, if you find something wrong with Fu Lang, please let us know in time." The sequelae haven't happened for a long time, so it should be nothing... Maybe.

I didn't notice the strangeness that flashed between Grandma Lu's eyebrows. Xiao Yueyun was very moved by the affection of the two female elders for their son/grandson, as if she saw the shadow of her mother in them, which made Xiao Yueyun slightly Lost in focus, after returning to his senses, he met the other party's piercing and expectant eyes, and hurriedly agreed.

As a result, Xiao Yueyun had an extra number in his cell phone, which was Professor Bai Rong's private cell phone number.At this moment, Xiao Yueyun didn't know that this string of simple numbers was a "ladder to heaven" that many people couldn't even get.

As for who "Heaven" is, it is obvious.

**

On Sunday, Fu Lang set off from the old house to attend a reception.Zhuo Feng also attended this time, representing Langfeng High-Tech to the entertainment, and he stood in front of him. Although many people wanted to talk to Fu Lang himself, seeing his aura, many people turned their toes unconsciously. a direction.

It's better to chat with that smiling tiger Zhuo Feng, at least the atmosphere on the surface is good.

Except for the more important people and some elders who need to socialize, Fu Lang is quiet most of the time, obviously a person with a strong sense of presence, but in this lively banquet, he is comfortable and quietly sipping wine on the sidelines.

Zhuo Feng sent away another potential partner with a smile. He looked around the venue and was satisfied that no important person had been left behind. Looking back, he saw Fu Lang with a cold face, standing upright like a hill, with a standard military posture Knowing that he was getting impatient, he greeted him and said that he could go.

Hearing this, Fu Lang unceremoniously handed his wine glass to Zhuo Feng, raised his legs and walked out the door. He simply dealt with some people's words to stay or say goodbye.

Fu Lang was not drunk, he was quite aware of his drinking capacity, he didn't drink much in the first place, and at the moment his state was only slightly drunk, but his head seemed to be aching.

Is it about the wine?

On the way home, Fu Lang sat in the spacious back seat with his eyes closed, frowning slightly. The secretary noticed it in the rearview mirror, and couldn't help asking if he needed to buy him some hangover medicine.

Fu Lang's expression didn't change, and after a few seconds, he stretched out his left hand and waved his left hand, making a useless gesture.

Seeing this, the secretary stopped talking, sent Fu Lang back to his home in 1402, and left.

**

Xiao Yueyun had already washed up and was about to go to bed. Hearing movement outside the door, he subconsciously walked to the door. After thinking about it, he didn't open the door, but observed the situation outside through the cat's eyes.

Seeing that it was Fu Lang and his secretary at the door, the former found out the key to open the door and entered. The secretary felt relieved when he saw it, and respectfully told him before leaving: "Boss, you should go to bed early and contact me anytime you need it."

Fu Lang was rarely sent back, except in the case of drinking.Seeing that the corridor was calm again, Xiao Yueyun paused for a moment, then turned around and went back to the bedroom to sleep.

After all, it was getting late, and since Fu Lang could still open the door by himself, with steady steps and clear eyes, he probably didn't need to trouble himself.

**

Early the next morning, Xiao Yueyun finished washing.Thinking of Fu Lang's return last night, and seeing that the people who came out for morning jogging at this time every day hadn't moved at this time, he knocked on the door of 1402.

Who knows, this time, no one came to answer the door for a long time.

Have you already gone out?Logically, it won't be so early.

There will never be any problems.

Xiao Yueyun was not at ease, and took out her mobile phone to call Fu Lang, but no one answered.

Martial arts practitioners are always alert when they sleep, and even the slightest noise is enough to wake them up.

After thinking about it, Xiao Yueyun went to fetch the spare key and opened the door next door by himself.

1402 was very quiet, and there was no sound of washing. Xiao Yueyun closed the door casually, and scanned the living room, dining room and several bedrooms, but there was no one there, and finally came to the door of the master bedroom.

He pressed the replay button, and soon heard a faint cell phone ringing from the master bedroom with good sound insulation.

Knocking on the door, but no one answered, Xiao Yueyun had no choice but to gently turn the doorknob of the master bedroom, and entered this room that he had never taken the initiative to set foot in before.

The first thing that catches the eye is the big black bed, the quilt and pillows are uncharacteristically messy, the curtains are all drawn, the morning sun illuminates the whole room very brightly, the floor-to-ceiling windows are wide open, and the breeze blows in from time to time, Fiddled with Xiao Yueyun's hair that had started to grow longer again.

On the balcony, a tall figure was resting his hands on the window sill, facing outwards, with no expression on his face.

It is true that Fu Lang is not wrong, but...Xiao Yueyun looked at the back up and down, and saw that his clothes seemed to be a little messy, and he was barefoot, just standing there quite casually, which was as loose as Fu Lang's standard before. Standing posture and self-disciplined dressing habits are completely different.

"Why didn't you answer the phone?"

"Are you OK?"

There was some time between the two questions, but neither of them got a response from the person on the balcony.

Sensing something wrong, Xiao Yueyun frowned, and couldn't help but want to pat Fu Lang on the shoulder.

Unexpectedly, before his hands touched anyone, Fu Lang suddenly turned around.

Xiao Yueyun's gaze unexpectedly crashed into those dark black eyes.

Those eyes were extremely empty at first, without the slightest content, let alone a trace of emotion, giving people a sense of pure wildness.But after Xiao Yueyun's figure was printed, something gradually appeared.

Not right.

Alarm bells rang in Xiao Yueyun's mind, as soon as he uttered the word "you", the person in front of him quickly approached him.Sensing the other party's intentions, Xiao Yueyun immediately responded with moves, and the two performed several moves in succession on the small balcony.

After all, the balcony was dangerous, Xiao Yueyun retreated into the room a few steps, and Fu Lang followed.

The two continued to fight each other for several moves, Xiao Yueyun was worried, but Fu Lang didn't stay strong, and soon he clamped Xiao Yueyun's hands up and pressed the whole person against the wall.

"What's wrong with you? Isn't it too much to be joking?" Xiao Yueyun said angrily.His kung fu was already slightly weaker than Fu Lang's. In order to avoid causing damage, he didn't dare to use whips and internal force, which made it easy for the opponent to restrain him.The good-tempered Xiao Yueyun seldom gets angry, but this time Fu Lang's behavior really baffled him.

He didn't get an answer, and the next moment, the sudden warm touch on his lips made Xiao Yueyun froze.