After being happy for a moment, Fu Qingyao calmed down.

In her previous life and in this life, her goal is to become an international superstar.

It's a pity that everyone has a love for beauty.

In her previous life, although she had strength, she was not reused because of her ordinary appearance. You can never take off the hat of the second generation of the star, who let you have a superstar mother, but inherited the ordinary appearance of your father.

In the entertainment industry, if there is no excellent external beauty, in the entertainment industry, a place that is changing very quickly, there will be no future at all.

Now Fu Qingyao is eighteen years old, and only in the first thirty years of a woman did she have capital.

Time is not much.

Fu Qingyao felt a sense of crisis in her heart.

However, Fu Qingyao looked at this four-walled house and couldn't help but feel embattled.

Such a family is afraid that they can't even afford ordinary college fees, let alone such an elegant act as studying art.

How do I get into a conservatory?

Fu Qingyao was a little worried.

The reason why Fu Ying studied so hard was not to change the life of the family and let her parents live a good life.

Food and clothing cannot be solved, so how can we talk about ideals.

The top priority is to make money!

Putting aside the thoughts in her heart for the time being, Fu Qingyao climbed into bed again.

This body has just had a serious illness, she has a headache and fright, and she has long been sleepy.

When I woke up, it was completely dark outside, the door of the room was closed, and the moonlight was pouring in through the window lattices and the cracks in the door.

I put on my shoes and walked down to the ground.

The room was small and empty, nothing to see at all.

Half-pushing the door, Fu Qingyao observed the outside environment.

According to Fu Ying's memory, their family is the Fujia Village in the mountain village, and most of the people in the village are simple, and the neighbors also help each other.

Of course, because everyone is poor, this help will not help much.

At most, in winter, people with strength chop more firewood and divide some elderly people with limited mobility. Or when their family has no food, they borrow a bag and a half of food.

Because the head of the Fu family, Fu Ying's father, Fu Aihua, has been working outside, and all the work at home is handed over to Aunt Fu, it can be said that Fu Ying and Fu Xiong were both brought up by Aunt Fu.

And the neighbors occasionally lend food to the Fu family, but they also value Fu Ying's young age, and she is very good at reading, no matter how you look at it, she is a child with a future.

The night in the mountain village is not silent, it is very pure. Unlike the night in the city, the lights are bright everywhere, and the night is dyed with color.

A round of clear light hung in the sky, and the air was so fresh that people's hearts seemed to be purified.

A voice came from the main room, "Xiongzi, go and see if your sister is up, why haven't you come to eat yet." ”

It was a male voice who spoke, judging from the voice, it should be Fu Aihua, the father of this body.

"Eh," Fu Xiong replied, and then he heard footsteps, it should be Fu Xiong coming this way.

Fu Qingyao sighed in her heart, just rushing to such a family, she must work hard to earn money.

At present, the top priority is to earn money, and in her music career of more than 30 years in her previous life, the professional courses of the Conservatory of Music could not be simpler for her.

Without money, even if you knock on this door, it is useless.

Looks like we have to go to school.

Fu Qingyao made up her mind and walked to the upper room.

"Sister, you're up." As soon as Fu Xiong went out, he was surprised to see her and asked.

Fu Qingyao nodded, "What about you and Mom?" ”

"Inside, everyone is waiting for you to eat." Fu Xiong followed behind Fu Qingyao, following suit.

Full little follower.

It seems that he really admires this sister!

"Yes, Mommy." Fu Qingyao entered the house and called people.

"Yingzi is here, come over for dinner, how is your health?" Fu Aihua was lying on the kang and beckoned when he saw his daughter coming.

"It's much better, don't worry, how are you doing, does your leg still hurt?" Fu Aihua works in the city, that is, the kind of migrant workers mentioned in his previous life, who specializes in working for the contractor on the construction site.

However, he was unlucky, this year he met a black-hearted foreman, who accidentally hit his leg by a large piece of cement at the construction site when collecting debts, and spent a lot of medical expenses, and now he can only recuperate in bed.

"It's already a lot, don't worry." Fu Aihua smiled honestly, "It's the third year of high school this year, how is it to study, are you struggling?" You have to take the test well, your baby in our village will be admitted to high school. If you are admitted to university, you will be the champion! ”

Fu Qingyao said with a smile, "What are you talking about, in what era is this, and there is still a champion." ”

Aunt Fu Zhao Guihua smiled, "Why don't you be happy, when I was young with you, I heard your grandfather talk about it." Your grandfather saw the champion when he was a child, so he wondered when our old Fu family would have a champion. ”

Zhao Guihua said while setting the meal.

It's a meal, but it's really simple, a pot of brown rice, a plate of pickles, a plate of dried radish, and a bowl of stewed eggs.

Zhao Guihua pushed the egg in front of Fu Qingyao, "Yingzi, you are in good health, eat it while it's hot, and when your body is better, go to school early, it's the third year of high school, you have to hurry up and study." ”

Looking at this extremely simple meal, Fu Qingyao didn't have the slightest appetite.

In two lifetimes combined, she had eaten such a humble meal.

"Mom, let's eat this egg separately, I'm already well, and I can go to school tomorrow." Don't worry, I will study hard and earn a lot of money to support you and my mother in the future. ”

Fu Qingyao said, picked up the egg, poured half of it into Fu Aihua's bowl, poured another third into Fu Xiong's bowl, and was about to give it to Zhao Guihua, but she ran away with the bowl.

"You kid, just eat it yourself, don't give it to your mother. Mom doesn't need to study, where can you eat such a good thing, you just eat. Zhao Guihua said, sitting down on the threshold with a bowl, eating the pickles and brown rice in the bowl, and relishing.

Smelling the fragrant egg custard, Fu Xiong had already started to pick up the rice.

"It's delicious...... Delicious. He said vaguely.

Looking at the egg custard in the bowl, Fu Qingyao's heart couldn't help but tremble slightly.

This is the relatives, no matter birth, old age, sickness and death, rich or poor, they are by her side without regrets.

In this world, in addition to pursuing ideals, do you also hope that there will be a group of people around you, always behind you, to give yourself the strongest strength.

Looking at the food in front of her, Fu Qingyao forced herself to eat a bowl of egg custard.

This is not an ordinary dinner, this is a dinner that carries hope, although it is extremely simple, but it is also extremely warm.

As for the pickles, she really didn't want to taste them.

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