Returning to Yanjing, Fang Qiu immediately hid in the back garden to practice boxing.

Except for meal time, if the family didn't go to the back garden to look for him, they wouldn't see him at all, and they even practiced until two or three o'clock at night, and they were very diligent.

Although Fang Qiu used to study hard, it was the first time that his family had seen such an obsession.

"What's wrong with this kid?"

"I don't know. It's okay, he has his own measure. ”

The family is still more at ease with Fang Qiu, and they are not worried about him having an accident at all, he can fix it as much as he likes.

On the evening of the thirtieth night of the Chinese New Year's Eve, Fang Qiu was finally pulled to the table by his mother: "Give me a serious meal, I am not allowed to practice boxing again tonight." ”

Fang Qiu grinned and nodded repeatedly: "Yes, Mother, it just so happens that I am hungry too." ”

Fang Qiu picked up the chopsticks and was about to clamp a piece of chicken thigh, when his hand was knocked by his mother: "Didn't you notice that there was still a vacant space on the table?" ”

"Isn't this position empty every year......" Fang Qiu suddenly realized something, and was immediately overjoyed, "Dad is coming back for the New Year?" ”

Yang Xiaozi smiled and nodded: "He has been hanging out at your aunt's house for the past few days, and this is his last stop this year." ”

Fang Qiu smiled: "That's a must." ”

"What are you saying bad things about me again?" Fang Qin walked in from outside the door and said with a slight smile, "I'm all back, and you still dare to speak ill of me, I don't know what you said about me when I was not at home." ”

"My dad will always be so wise and martial in my mind, hehe!" Fang Qiu immediately patted his ass, stood up, and pulled a stool for his father, "Dad, you sit." ”

Fang Qin didn't sit down, but took a box and handed it to Old Man Fang: "Dad, your gift." ”

Old Man Fang nodded: "Your son has pulled up a stool for you, still don't sit down?" ”

Fang Qin smiled: "Got it, Dad." ”

Old Mrs. Fang looked unhappy: "Your father has a gift, why don't I have it?" ”

Fang Qin smiled: "Mom, you also have a gift, and it's also in Dad's gift box, you'll know when you open the box." ”

"That's pretty much it." Old Lady Fang smiled at this time, "Stinky boy, you haven't been home for the New Year for many years, how many days are you going to stay at home this time?" ”

Fang Qin shrugged his shoulders helplessly: "Mom, Xiaoqiu should know what I'm doing, I have to leave after eating." That didn't happen, our family couldn't be at peace for a moment, and I had to keep an eye on ......."

"Okay, kid, let's have a good meal when we get home, don't say anything else, ah." Old Lady Fang wiped a handful of tears and poured a glass of wine for Fang Qin, "Come, good son, accompany your parents, wife and children to have a reunion dinner." ”

Fang Qin smiled all over his face: "Okay, Dad, Mom, wife, son, let's not talk about other things today, let's concentrate on eating." ”

Fang Qiu picked up the cup and shouted, "Come on, come on, let's toast together!" ”

"Cheers!"

"Cheers!"

What could be happier and happier for a family than to get together for a safe reunion dinner on the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve? Of course not.

It's just that this thing is very common for ordinary people, but it is extremely difficult for people in the Fang family.

For more than ten years, this is the first time Fang Qin has eaten Chinese New Year's Eve dinner at home.

Although the family was very reluctant, Fang Qin left after eating.

As Fang Qin said, if the bad guys who threaten their families are not killed, the Fang family will never have peace.

In order to protect this family, Fang Qin could only go out alone on the day when others were reunited, waiting for his prey like the best hunter.

Seeing his father's figure disappear into the night again, Fang Qiu clenched his fists tightly: "Dad, I must be as strong as you, so that you don't have to work so hard!" ”

When the family got together to watch the Spring Festival Gala, Fang Qiu, who had secretly made up his mind, came to the back garden alone and practiced boxing again.

He wanted to reach his father's martial arts realm as fast as possible so that he could stand alone.

It wasn't until it was close to twelve o'clock that Yang Xiaozi came over and shouted at Fang Qiu: "Xiaoqiu, come here and set off firecrackers!" ”

"Okay." Fang Qiu ran to the gate, and the family had already placed the firecrackers, just waiting for Fang Qiu to light them.

Fang Qiu pointed at the time and counted silently in his heart: "Five, four, three, two, one, zero!" ”

"Crackling ......"

"Bang ......"

As soon as the hour arrived, the sound of fireworks and firecrackers everywhere in an instant shook the sky, and it was very lively.

Although fireworks are prohibited in Yanjing, no one cares about them in the early morning of the first day of the Lunar New Year.

Chinese people like to be festive and lively during festivals, if you don't let firecrackers, then what's the point?

"Hey, I'm a year older!" Fang Qiu muttered to himself, and at this time, the WeChat of the mobile phone rang with a message prompt sound.

Fang Qiu opened WeChat, and it turned out to be a video call from Mao Huihui.

Fang Qiu opened it casually and looked at it, and was immediately stunned.

Zhang Zhizhong, Zhang Ningyu, Zhan Tingwang, Chen Fang, Mao Huihui...... A large group of students gathered together and shouted at Fang Qiu at the camera of their mobile phones: "Teacher Fang, Happy New Year!" Wishing you prosperity, red envelopes are brought! ”

Seeing the innocent and lively smiling faces of the children, Fang Qiu's heart suddenly warmed.

can let the children remember themselves so much, and they have not been a teacher in vain for half a year.

After returning to Yanjing, this period of time returned to the previous life of a gentleman, and he often fought and killed, which made Fang Qiu almost forget that he was still a teacher.

It wasn't until these students sent him New Year's greetings that Fang Qiu remembered that he still had such a group of lovely children.

Facing the camera, Fang Qiu grinned and said, "I have prepared fifty red envelopes of two hundred yuan, and those who want to press the New Year's money should quickly pick up their mobile phones to prepare......"

Before Fang Qiu finished speaking, all the students in front of the camera ran away, and the camera was quickly cut off.

Fang Qiu couldn't help but roll his eyes, and hummed to himself: "It seems that no matter how close Mr. Fang is, he can't get a red envelope to get a kiss!" ”

Complaining to complaining, Fang Qiu still honestly picked up his mobile phone and began to send red envelopes to the students.

The upper limit of red envelopes is two hundred, Fang Qiu counted the fifty people in the WeChat group, and he ordered twenty-five.

As the so-called grabbing red envelopes and grabbing red envelopes, how can red envelopes that are not robbed be interesting?

"Wow! I'm twenty dollars! ”

"Haha! I'm thirty dollars! ”

"Nima! I'm only a piece, what a bad luck! ”

"Xiaomao, don't scold, I'm only eight points, who pities me, woo!"

A red envelope just came out for less than a minute, and it was immediately robbed.

The students who grabbed more were so excited that they screamed, the students who grabbed less were so angry that they screamed, and the students who didn't grab them cried and beat their chests: "Teacher Fang, hurry up!" ”

Fang Qiu sent out another red envelope of two hundred yuan, and the students grabbed it faster this time, and they finished it in less than thirty seconds.

"Ahhhh

"Oh yes, forty bucks, hahahaha!"

"Two pieces are better than nothing!"

"Teacher Fang, send it again!"

Fang Qiu really became a fortune boy, and gave out fifty red envelopes in one go, and the 10,000 yuan was gone.

The more students in the class grabbed five or six hundred yuan, and the few grabbed dozens of yuan, no matter what, they all got Fang Qiu's New Year's money.

"Thank you, Mr. Fang, haha!"

"Teacher Fang, Wishing you prosperity again!"

"Teacher Fang, poop one, good night, hehe!"

When the students were done, they went about their own thing.

Fang Qiu was about to put away his mobile phone, when Wang Xiaomin suddenly sent a video call.

Although he felt that this kind of thing was unlikely to happen, Fang Qiu still picked up the video call.

On the other side of the phone, Wang Xiaomin's delicate face did not have any special expression: "Teacher Fang, my mother wants to pay you a New Year's greeting." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Xiaomin handed the mobile phone to his mother.

Mrs. Wang's face full of the vicissitudes of time appeared on the other side of the phone, and at this time, there was a faint smile on this face, and she said slowly to Fang Qiu: "Teacher Fang, Xiao Min and I have New Year's greetings for you." I wish you a happy new year and all the best. ”

Fang Qiu smiled: "Thank you, hehe." Mrs. Wang, I also wish you good health and Xiaomin's learning progress. ”

"Okay, everybody's safe." Mrs. Wang smiled, "Then don't bother, good night, Teacher Fang." ”

"Good night." Fang Qiu was about to hang up the video, when Wang Xiaomin's face suddenly appeared on the other end of the phone.

Seeing that Wang Xiaomin seemed to have something to say, Fang Qiu didn't rush to hang up the video.

After being silent for a while, Wang Xiaomin, who was facing the mobile phone camera, said, "Teacher Fang, Happy New Year." ”

Fang Qiugang wanted to reply to her, "beep" a few times, and the video call actually hung up.

Fang Qiu couldn't help but smile dumbly: "This girl, is it so difficult to say a few more words to me?" ”

Following Wang Xiaomin, several students sent messages to Fang Qiu one after another.

Fang Qiu instantly felt that he was the most successful teacher in the world, and the ten thousand red envelopes were really worth it!

After the student's blessing was over, Fang Qiu lay on the bed, thinking about who to call first?

Li Bing'er, Mao Huishu, Wu Ping, Huang Jing, or Xie Shaofei?

By the way, let's call Zhao Feifei, who is still in the Huaxia Research Institute, first.

This woman is pitiful, her family is so virtuous, she is seriously ill again, and she is not at ease during the New Year.

Thinking of this, Fang Qiu picked up his mobile phone and dialed Zhao Feifei's number.

"Hey, little boss, just think of me now!"

Zhao Feifei's lazy voice sounded as if she was in a good mood, and Fang Qiu breathed a sigh of relief: "Yes, I only think of you now, can't I?" ”

"Of course it's okay, I heard that day, a large group of beautiful women crowded into your house begging for an explanation, knowing that you are busy, it is not easy to remember me." Zhao Feifei chuckled, "But I'm not used to living in this place when you throw me in this place, when will you pick me up?" It's okay to live in your house and warm your bed, anyway, I really don't live here. ”