Mr.president, you are too gentle

Once thought it would be uncomfortable to talk about these past events, but now Fu Xiaoxiao finds that his heart is so light that he doesn't have any grievances.

Life is so hard. When you face it, you always feel that you are about to lose it. However, when you look back, you suddenly realize that everything is just like this. Everything has survived. Now you can mention it with a smile.

"Later, later, the family moved to the south. At that time, because they owed a lot of debt, they could only live in a very humid and narrow basement. The weather in the South was humid, especially in the plum rain, the furniture would be covered with a layer of light drops of water. Mom was infected with a little rheumatism at that time, and her bones will still ache in rainy days Fortunately, we didn't lose confidence because of this. My father will run a lot of business and gradually have a stable income. "

Fu Xiaoding looked at the darkening sky in front of him. The weather in the North was as dry as ever. The wind seemed to dry her skin on her face, and her memory seemed to return to the humid South many years ago.

It seemed as if it would rain endlessly, it was cold and gloomy to the bone, and there were heavy dark clouds. But all this is not only bad, but also wonderful memories.

Open the door to a whole lotus pond, the comfort of willows in March, and the voice of women in Jiangnan whispering. All this is something warm enough in her little memory and something she loves.

Fu Xiaoxiao's expression is still light, as if what he said is just a little thing that is not worth mentioning. But Cheng shaozhao's heart has gradually tightened with Fu Xiaoxiao's description. He seems to be able to imagine the scene at that time.

These are things Cheng shaozhao didn't think about. He was young at that time. He only knew that uncle Fu was secretly plotted to do business, went bankrupt and owed a lot of debts. But he never wanted to pay for the life of a small family. After that, it was so difficult.

The damp and cold basement is the living place for most of my childhood. In his memory, Fu Xiaoxiao should always be like a princess, wearing a white princess skirt and playing with the latest dolls in the wide living room.

She is clever and docile. She can afford such a perfect life. Now everything is like this? Although Fu Xiaoxiao's tone was not a little unwilling, Cheng shaozhao's heart was more and more painful.

Looking at the beautiful woman in front of me, I just feel very distressed. It shouldn't be such a day to pay a small fee.

But Fu Xiaojiao still had a smile, "I didn't live in the south for a few years, so I went back to Kyoto. I always lived in a house of my father's old friend, and the environment was very good, just in the suburbs. Then I passed junior high school and senior high school smoothly, and I was admitted to the University of Kyoto. For so many years, my father has been trying hard to make money, and now I've paid back 7788, and saved money to buy an apartment in the old city "My father said that living in someone else's house is not reassuring after all. I won't take money from home after I get to college. As a tutor and a part-time job, I can also earn tuition and living expenses."