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Chapter 115 New Year's Eve Express

"Xiaojing? Is that your son?"

"En! Two months ago, I heard from a fellow at the wholesale market in the city that Xiaojing and his brother and sister seem to have moved to the city."

"I haven't been back for a long time, and I don't know how the two of them are doing. After some time, my sister should go to junior high school."

Li Fang's eyes turned red, and tears flooded unconsciously. Fang Jing was the most sensible person in the family before, and she didn't have to worry about anything. He even suggested going to the city to sell fruit wholesale.

The fields can't make much money a year, and they have to borrow money from door to door when they are hungry when there is drought or flood. Fang Jing suggested that the family go to the city to sell fruits, so they can make some money.

When she arrived in the city, she didn't know where to buy wholesale fruits, and she didn't tell her when she asked her colleagues. Fang Jing was smart, and the police station knew it when she asked.

At that time, regardless of the scorching sun and the cold winter, she would get up early in the morning and wait until late in the evening to pick up fresh fruits and sell them in the streets and alleys. She cracked her hands and hurt her waist.

I was reluctant to take a car back to Huangling Village, and walked back and forth for tens of miles, and I still had to suffer when I got home.

Fang Jing saw that she was tired, sometimes he would sell along with her, and when he got home, he was considerate, cooking for her, washing her face and feet with hot water.

Tears flowed down the corners of his eyes, and Li Fang sobbed, "I told him once before that I would buy a gold necklace once in my life."

"That silly boy didn't understand, and later spent 50 yuan to draw a lottery at a roadside shop, and when he came back, he gave me a gold ring with a smile, and the paint fell off within a few days of wearing it."

……

After Fang Jing finished dinner, he took out a red envelope to Fang Hui, and told her not to spend it recklessly.

"800 yuan! Brother, you are so generous, I love you to death."

Fang Hui turned to look at Xu Li, "Godmother, where's mine?"

"Yes!" Xu Li didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and gave a red envelope, 180, and Fang Jing also got 88.

Put the bowls and chopsticks back in the kitchen, after cleaning, Jing said to Fang Hui who was on the sofa, "You will go to Shanghai with me tomorrow. I have already found the training class. You can go to my place during the winter vacation."

Originally, Fang Jing planned to let Fang Hui go to Yanjing, but he was not familiar with the place there, and he didn't have many friends, so it would be better to stay in Shanghai.

"Ah!! Godmother, I don't want to go, I want to stay with you." Fang Hui acted like a baby, holding Xu Li and shaking her hands.

"I still have to visit poor students' homes. I'm very busy. I'm afraid you won't have the chance to accompany me."

Fang Jing invested hundreds of thousands of dollars a year in the school, and Xu Li, as a supervisor, had to check in person if they needed help and whether they were actually in place.

Don't be so poor that you won't get a penny at that time, those whose families have cars and houses with good conditions will keep receiving them.

"Did you hear that?" Fang Jing poured Xu Li a glass of water, "Just go play and come back before school starts."

"I don't want it, who is going to the training class? And my grades are very good, the top ten in the class, so I don't need make-up classes."

"Don't be dissatisfied. There are many people who want to go but have no chance. Do you know how much a training class costs? Twenty thousand, just for one month."

"You don't need to do homework. It's mainly about cultivating interests. They teach you how to play, go to the aquarium, play the piano, draw and so on."

Fang Hui was heartbroken, "Brother, you are such a prodigal, you give me this money, and I promise to paint and do homework at home every day during the winter vacation, really! I lied to you like a puppy."

Fang Jing has a dark face, this girl knows the money, "The registration fee has already been paid, and it will not be refunded. If you don't want me to lose money, you'd better go obediently, otherwise I will buy you as much homework as I lose. "

Fang Hui shut up, her liver was trembling, twenty thousand!Fang Jing will be sentenced to death.

……

Early the next morning, Fang Jing dragged Fang Hui's suitcase and rushed to the provincial capital. On the first day of the new year, the cleaners who got up early rarely had a good night's sleep.

It was the first time to fly by plane, Fang Hui jumped up and down excitedly, no reluctance like yesterday at all.

Fang Jing hand in hand told her which way to go, what the signs mean, and how to buy tickets, so as not to be at a loss when she comes back alone.

I don't know if Fang Hui heard it or not, but she just nodded her head and stared at a foreigner.

"Brother, look at a crooked nut, he is so tall, his eyes are really different from ours, he looks a bit like a zombie."

Fang Jing covered his face, lowered his head and said nothing, he really regretted taking her out, where did he go?If you go to the devil, you can't be more fussy.

Maybe it was because she was tired, but Fang Hui was not so happy when she got on the plane, and she snored slightly after a while.

Fang Jing was also sleepy. Last night until twelve o'clock, there were crackling sounds of firecrackers and fireworks, and he couldn't sleep at all. He got up and typed [-] words of "Swordsman", which moved a lot of book friends.

"It's been a lot of hard work. It's still being updated on the night of New Year's Eve. We wrongly blamed you."

"I was woken up by fireworks, and suddenly saw Xiaoao Xinxin."

"I burned paper for the deceased old man at dinner last night. I also told my son to remember to burn a copy for me when Xiaoao is finished. I didn't expect my ancestors to bless me, and I saw it the next day."

……

When they arrived at the Modu Airport, Fang Jing wore a hat and mask, and led Fang Hui all the way out in a low-key manner. He buried his head even lower as he passed a large group of groupies.

Not all of these people are celebrity fans, most of them are professional fans. They don't dare to do anything every day, and they specialize in squatting here for celebrities, selling the materials they photographed to various media or reporters.

The driver knew that he was coming back today, so he had already driven and waited.

As soon as she got into the car, Fang Hui exclaimed, "Brother, your car is great, isn't it? There is also a refrigerator and a bed. Fortunately, I am still saving money at home. I always spend three yuan on rice noodles in the morning."

"It's not that I didn't give you money." Fang Jing took out something to eat from the refrigerator and gave it to her.He said to the old Wang: "My sister Fang Hui, let's go back to the community first, and then go to Modu TV Station later."

After a while, when he came to the community, Old Wang parked the car and offered to help Fang Hui carry the suitcase upstairs. Fang Jing stopped by to help her get an access card.

"There are restaurants and supermarkets downstairs. If you are hungry, you can buy food by yourself. This is an all-in-one card, which can be used for going in and out and shopping. I just recharged 5000 yuan, which is enough for you for two months."

Fang Jing now doesn't have enough money for a plane ticket, thinking about whether it's time to pick up some work in a few days.

Open the room, spread out the sheets and quilts for Fang Hui, and explain everything before returning to Modu TV Station.

The training class will start on the [-]th, so there is no rush.

……

"Fang Jing! Here!" Puba Jia waved to him as soon as he entered the TV station.

"Why are you here at this hour?"

"Go home, just got off the plane."

Pu Bajia was speechless, "You are awesome, did you leave after the meeting at noon yesterday? It's only been a few hours."

"No way, no matter how busy you are, you have to go back, right? If you still have time, you won't be able to go home a few times a year when you get busy."

"Don't talk about me, what's the situation now?"

"The final arrangement is on-site, and Mr. Guo Donglin is arranging his sketches."

"Not yet arranged?" Fang Jing was surprised, it has been a few days.

"The book is temporary. It is said that during the rehearsal, the higher-ups said it could not be done. They were afraid of being caught by the river. They changed it a lot just to be on the safe side. Teacher Guo was so angry that he almost cursed."

Fang Jing felt sorry for Guo Donglin for a second, but fortunately he was singing, so he didn't have to worry about this problem.

(End of this chapter)