Fu Tingjun, let's get divorced

Fu Tingjun and Yang Qingwei lived in Zhenyuan for two days and then went back. Yang Qingwei booked a ticket for the third year of junior high school and planned to go home. Fu Tingjun planned to go with her, but during the Spring Festival, the family came and went and he couldn't get away. I don't mind, I went back by myself.

In fact, even if I go back, I just go to my parents' house to say hello, and then go back to my hometown in the countryside.

I had greeted my family before, they should have tidied up the house, Yang Qingwei just needs to take a taxi back, as for the New Year's gift, she sent it in advance, so she doesn't need to take it anymore.

Fu Tingjun sent her to the station and told her to be careful, Yang Qingwei nodded, and got on the train alone with the suitcase.Fu Tingjun stood there for a long time, finally turned and left, telling the driver to go to Zhenyuan.

In fact, it is best for Yang Qingwei to stay in Zhenyuan during the Spring Festival, so that when someone comes, she can introduce her identity to them, but she chooses to go back to her mother's house. Considering her physical condition, Fu Ting did not stop her, but Mrs. Fu A lot of dissatisfaction with this.

"Small households just don't have the rules. Those who celebrate the Chinese New Year don't stay in Zhenyuan and have to go to the countryside. Their home is so good, so how many days later?" Mrs. Fu sat on the sofa and complained, while Fu Misheng sat on her next to comfort.

"Oh, mom, don't be angry, we have so few holidays, she should have gone back to have a look at the Chinese New Year, not only her, my brother should have gone to have a look, anyway, it's his parents-in-law, you said they have no rules, don't you Does your son have rules?"

"You!" Mrs. Fu was choked and speechless, but Fu Tingjun came over and sat on the other side of Mrs. Fu to comfort her.

"She only goes back once or twice a year. If we don't agree with this, we are too harsh! Besides, she can't talk about the topics you talk about, and it's embarrassing to stay here. Why don't you let her go back and have a look , don’t worry too much!”

After being said so by a pair of children, Mrs. Fu could only sigh, "You guys!"

The mother and son chatted for a while, and when a guest came, they stood up to greet them.

Yang Qingwei arrived home in the afternoon, got off the train and went straight to her parents' house, greeted them, asked about her health, and asked if the courier had been received?The parents said they received it, and took her to the living room to sit down.

The last time we met was during the Hungry Ghost Festival, and it was New Year's Eve in a blink of an eye. They looked at Yang Qingwei who was becoming more and more unfamiliar and didn't know what to say, but Yang Qingdong who came back from the outside saw her smiling and went over to say hello.

"Why don't you say something when you get home, so I can pick you up!"

"It's very convenient to get out of the rough car." Yang Qingwei smiled, "Have you packed all your things?"

"Well, it's all ready."

Hearing this, the face of the second elder of the Yang family sank, and Mother Yang, who was holding her hand, withdrew her hand and rubbed it back and forth on her pants.

Knowing that they already knew, Yang Qingwei said, "It's also for his own good to let Dongdong study there. It's always better to have more choices."

"But will this implicate you?" Father Yang said, "We have no connections or connections over there, so you just let him go..."

"Ting Jun will take care of everything, so don't worry." Yang Qingwei comforted, "I will help with the tuition fee, but he will have to pay it back after he graduates." When she said this, her gaze turned to Yang Qingdong, who nodded firmly.

Mother Yang looked at the pair of siblings suspiciously, "You..."

"This is an agreement between me and him and has nothing to do with you." Yang Qingwei said firmly, "I packed up my things, find a time to send them over, send them to me first, and then take them to school."

"I know."

Yang Qingwei sat there for a while, and said, "It's getting late, I have to go back."

Mother Yang was shocked, "Where are you going? The family cleaned up your room."

Yang Qingwei said with a smile, "I'm going back to my hometown."