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Chapter 20: Old Friends

"Wow! Brother, we're rich, so much money."

Fang Hui looked at the sixty or seventy thousand yuan on the bed, and was so excited that she couldn't stop talking. This was the first time she had seen so much money since she was a child, and counted it over and over again.

"It's only a few dollars. I'll enjoy the delicious food and drink spicy food with your brother in the future."

"Yeah! It's all my fault. You said that if he had been as smart as you in the past and sold the house early, we would have suffered so many years."

"Bang!"

Fang Jing slapped her on the head, "If my dad sells the house, will the whole family sleep on the street? He has his own difficulties, you don't understand."

In the countryside, houses are the roots of farmers, and fields are the lives of farmers. No one will move these two things unless they are absolutely necessary.

Although those uncles and uncles praised Fang Jing for being able to do it with a smile, they made a lot of money this time, but they didn't know how to scold him for being a prodigal son.

"Have you packed up your things? I'll go borrow a car and leave immediately."

Fang Hui pointed to the snakeskin pocket beside her, rolled her eyes, "It's been packed up early, I need to say it."

The old snakeskin pocket zipper has long been broken. From the perspective of Fang Jing, you can see several pairs of cracked black rubber-soled shoes. They were worn by him before and later passed on to Fang Hui.

In rural areas, there is very few sayings that buy new shoes. They are basically made by themselves, with two yuan rubber soles, three yuan cloth and threads. A pair of brand new rubber soles are released in a week.

Because it is used for home use, the insoles are made very soft and comfortable to wear, and the quality is also excellent. There is no problem with wearing a pair of shoes for a year. Children's feet grow fast, so they can't wear a pair before they are worn. They can only wear them for younger brothers and sisters.

After throwing out the torn shoes, Fang Jing said lightly: "I don't want this. I'll buy you a new one. And the clothes are all ripped, why do you take them? The pants are the same. What are you taking them with, dad?..."

In a short while, Fang Hui's "duffet bag" shrank by half, leaving only a few clothes, and the colorful ground was covered with rags and rags from Fang Jing's mouth.

"Brother! Why are you doing? This cotton jacket is still new and can be worn in winter. I haven't worn it a few times. Even if you have money, you can't waste it like this!"

"No, don't, don't, go back and buy all new ones."

"But……"

"Don't, we have money now, and there are thousands."

The few things Fang Hui picked out were all gifts that others could not wear and gave away. Fang Jing felt so distressed that she threw them away without thinking.

...

Rongcheng is a small eighteen-line county with 500,000 people. It has a history of more than 80 years. The county town used to have four city gates, southeast, west and north. The older generation likes to call themselves North Gate or West Gate, as if they are superior.

The place where Fang Jing rents is in the west of the city. This is what their young people call it. This place used to be the center of the county, but now it is the LC area. Ace No. 2 Middle School is nearby, two kilometers away from Third Middle School.

I found a tricycle and dragged my things to a three-story courtyard. Fang Jing turned off the engine and got out of the car. Before I could enter the door, a woman in her forties and fifties on the third floor stretched out her head and came out of the window, "When Fang Jing comes, why don't you say hello in advance?"

"Teacher Xu, I thought you had a class today, so I didn't dare to disturb you."

The landlord Xu Li, a Chinese teacher at No. 2 Middle School, and formerly the head teacher of Fang Jing, the two had a good relationship. Last time, Fang Jing came to the city and saw that her house had a house for rent. Three thousand yuan a year, he rented one floor, two bedrooms and one living room, a kitchen and a separate bathroom.

"Okay! Don't talk nonsense, I'll call you after dinner. That's your sister, right? Remember to call them together."

Before Fang Jing could speak, Xu Li retracted her head.

"Brother, who is this? You know it?"

"My class teacher has been to our house before, just call her Aunt Xu."

"Class teacher, teacher." Fang Hui was scared when she heard these words, and looked at Fang Jing hesitantly and whispered: "If you don't change the place, it won't work here."

"Don't worry, Teacher Xu is a very good person. He can teach you homework if you have nothing to do. You can't find such a good place even if you put on a lantern. Don't stand there, move things to the second floor first."

Jumping off the tricycle, Fang Hui seemed to be on the execution ground, walking slowly with heavy steps, alas! She sighed and finally went upstairs.

"Is this guy fucking? How can I rent such a place? Is it true that I'm not pushing me into the fire pit?"

Each bedroom has a bed, and bedding and other things have been folded. Fang Jing bought it in advance. Now it’s not enough to have pots and pans. The one by the window is left for Fang Hui, and Fang Jing chooses another one.

After moving the East and West scenery, I went upstairs to greet me and brought a few kilograms of fruit. Teacher Xu took her with me quite a bit, so I should thank her very much.

"Fang Jing, when did you learn this? Take it back?" Xu Li changed her face as soon as she saw the things in his hand.

"There are no ones who don't bring anything to visit. Be careful, don't be angry."

"In the past, you and Xu Meng and the others have been making a living with me. Why didn't you bring gifts at that time?"

Fang Jing smiled awkwardly, "There will be no money."

Fang Jing was excellent in junior high school and won various competitions and composition awards. He was known as the No. 2 Middle School for the first time. Xu Li specially took him and several students to sweep the entire county junior high school, and for this, he also got an excellent teacher.

In order to give them some small training sessions, they often come here for free tutoring. In fact, it was not just him. Almost all the students in the class came to her house for dinner.

Xu Li is very good. I don’t know how much I have done to help students with free tutoring. I don’t go home at noon and usually give tutoring to poor students at school.

When Xu Li saw Fang Jing put the things on the coffee table, she said with a dark face: "Then you have money now? Where can you make money?"

"Ahem! Teacher Xu, don't joke with me, I'll sell all the house and fields at home."

After a meal of the vegetables, Xu Li said lightly: "It's good to sell it. Your place is boring. What are the plans for you next?"

"I plan to write a song or a novel." Fang Jing looked at Xu Li with guilt.

In most eyes, writing novels is just not doing their jobs. To be nice, it is called an online writer, and to be ugly, it is a coder.

"Is that so? You are good at writing novels. You are good at Chinese. I'll notify me when submitting articles. I'll refer to several magazines for you."

Xu Li thought she was writing a traditional novel, but she didn't dare to say it out loud, Fang Jing nodded in a quiet voice.

After sitting for a while, he quickly retreated. He would make mistakes if he said too much. Besides, there was a big consul downstairs and he had not returned the tricycle.

It was already noon when the work was over. When the brother and sister went to Xu Li's house for dinner, Fang Hui was even more scared when she saw her brother being scolded like a grandson.

"Teacher Xu, I'm not at home in the future. Fang Hui, please help me watch it, she's so naughty!"

"It's okay! How naughty can you be? I haven't seen anything like that for so many years."

Looking at the black-faced god, Fang Hui looked pale and her little heart was thumping, "It's over! This time I've fallen."

"Brother! Let's go!"

After dinner, when he returned to the room, Fang Hui said pitifully.

“Where to go?”

"Go home or rent a land again."

"Okay!" Fang Jing agreed without thinking. Without waiting for Fang Hui to be happy, he continued, "You can give the rent."

"ah!!"

Fang Hui wailed, she knew that there would be no chance.
Chapter completed!
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