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Chapter 20
"Wow! Brother, we got rich, a lot of money."

Fang Hui looked at the [-] to [-] yuan on the bed, and was so excited that she couldn't close her mouth from ear to ear. It was the first time she had seen so much money since she was a child, and she counted it over and over again.

"Excellence, it's only a few dollars, and I will eat and drink hot food with your brother and me in the future,"

"Hmm! It's all my father's fault. You said that if he had been as smart as you before and sold the house earlier, how could we have suffered so much for so many years?"

"Snapped!"

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

In the countryside, the house is the root of the farmer, and the field is the life of the farmer. No one will touch these two things unless it is absolutely necessary.

Don't look at those uncles who smiled and praised Fang Jing's ability and made a lot of money this time, but they didn't know how to scold him behind his back.

"Have you packed your things? I'll borrow a car and leave right away."

Fang Hui pointed to the snakeskin bag beside her and rolled her eyes, "It's been packed early, it's up to you."

The old snakeskin pocket zipper was broken a long time ago, and from Fang Jing's perspective, several pairs of cracked black rubber-soled shoes could be seen, which he used to wear and were later passed on to Fang Hui.

In rural areas, it is rare to buy new shoes. Basically, they are made by themselves. The rubber sole costs [-] yuan, and the cloth and thread cost [-] yuan. A new pair of rubber-soled cloth shoes will be released in a week.

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

Throwing out the broken shoes, Fang Jing said calmly: "I don't want this one, I'll buy you a new one later. And this dress has holes, what are you doing with it? The trousers are the same, why are you taking Dad's?" ?..."

After a while, Fang Hui's "luggage bag" has shrunk by more than half, leaving only a few clothes, and the ground is colorfully covered with rags from Fang Jing's mouth.

"Brother! What are you doing! This padded jacket is still new, so you can wear it in winter, and these little leather shoes, I haven't worn it a few times. You can't waste it like this if you have money!"

"No, no, no, buy new ones later."

"But……"

"Don't worry, we have money now, thousands of dollars."

The few items that Fang Hui picked out were gifts that other people couldn't wear. Fang Jing was so distressed when he saw it, he threw it away without even thinking about it.

……

Rongcheng is a small 50th-tier county with 80 people. It has a history of more than [-] years. The county used to have four gates in the south, east, and north. People of the older generation like to call themselves Beimen people or Ximen people, as if they are superior to others.

The place that Fang Jing rented was in the west of the city, this is what their young people called it, it used to be the county center, but now it is the old town, Ace No. [-] Middle School is near here, and it is two kilometers away from No. [-] Middle School.

I found a tricycle and dragged my things to a three-story courtyard. Fang Jing turned off the car and got off. Before entering the door, a 50-year-old woman on the third floor stretched her head out of the window, "Here comes Fang Jing, why not?" Say hello in advance?"

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

The landlord, Xu Li, is a Chinese teacher at the No. [-] Middle School. She used to be Fang Jing’s class teacher. They have a good relationship. Last time Fang Jing went to the city, I happened to see that her family had a house for rent. It costs [-] yuan a year. Kitchen and separate bathroom.

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

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

"Brother, who is this? Do you know each other?"

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

"Teacher, teacher." Fang Hui became scared when she heard these words, looked at Fang Jing hesitantly, and said in a low voice, "Why don't we change places, it won't work here."

"Don't worry, Mr. Xu is very kind. He can teach you homework if you have nothing to do. You can't find such a good place with a lantern. Don't be dazed, move your 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!Sighing, he finally went upstairs,
"Is this old man convulsing? How do you rent this kind of place, are you sure you didn't push me into the fire pit?"

Each bedroom has a bed, and the quilts have been folded. Fang Jing bought them in advance, and now there are only pots and pans left. The one near the window is reserved for Fang Hui, and Fang Jing chooses another one.

After moving East and West, Jing went upstairs to greet her, and brought a few catties of fruit by the way. Teacher Xu took her well, so she should be thanked.

"Fang Jing, when did you learn this, take it back." Xu Li's expression changed instantly when she saw the object in his hand.

"There's no one who doesn't bring something when visiting, just be careful, don't be angry."

"In the past, you and Xu Meng lived with me a lot. Why didn't you bring gifts back then?"

Fang Jing smiled awkwardly, "Then there will be no money."

Fang Jing had excellent grades in junior high school, won various competitions and composition awards, and was known as a killer in the second middle school. Xu Li specially took him and a few students to sweep the entire county junior high school, for which he was awarded an excellent teacher.

In order to give them a little trouble, he often came here for free tutoring. In fact, he was not the only one. At that time, almost all the students in the class came to her house for dinner.

Xu Li is a very nice person. She has done a lot of free tutoring for students. She doesn't go home at noon and usually gives tutoring to poor students at school.

Seeing Fang Jing put things on the coffee table, Xu Li said with a dark face, "Then you have money now? Where do you get rich, Mr. Fang?"

"Ahem! Teacher Xu, don't make fun of me. I sold all the house and fields at home."

The hand that cut the vegetables stopped, and Xu Li said lightly: "It's fine if you sell it, but your place is boring. What are your plans next?"

"I'm going to write a song or a novel." Fang Jing glanced at Xu Li with a guilty conscience.

In the eyes of most people, writing novels is not doing business properly. It is called an Internet writer at a good level, and a code farmer at a low level.

"Really? It's good to write novels. You are good at Chinese. Let me know when you submit your manuscript. I'll refer you to several magazines."

Feeling Xu Li thought she was writing a traditional novel, so she didn't dare to tell the truth, Fang Jing nodded in a muffled voice.

After sitting for a while, he hurriedly retreated, saying too many words would make mistakes, and besides, there was a big judge downstairs, and the tricycle was not returned.

It was already noon when the work was over, and the siblings went to Xu Li's room for dinner, seeing their elder brother being trained like a grandson, Fang Hui became even more frightened.

"Mr. Xu, I'm not at home in the future, Fang Hui, you can help me watch, she's being naughty!"

"It's okay! How skinny can it be? I haven't seen anything like it after so many years of teaching."

Looking at this black-faced god, Fang Hui's face was pale, and his little heart was beating, "It's over! This time it's a failure."

"Brother! Let's go!"

After eating and returning to the room, Fang Hui said pitifully.

"where to?"

"Go home, or rent another place."

"Okay!" Fang Jing agreed without thinking, and before Fang Hui was happy, he continued, "You will pay the rent."

"what!!"

Fang Hui wailed, she knew it was definitely over.

(End of this chapter)