"Sister, after looking at your room, I realized what a girl's dream boudoir is, it's so beautiful." Fu Cuihua opened a pair of sparkling eyes and ran to Fu Qingyao's side.

"There is a girl in our class, the family is quite rich, she shows off her things all day long, and invites everyone over on her birthday. Her room is very princessy and dreamy, and many girls were envious of it at that time, compared with my sister's room, that room is simply a child's toy room, very vulgar. ”

Fu Qingyao said with a smile: "You don't care what others do, just live your own life, there are so many rich people in this world, do you come over with envy and jealousy." ”

Rubbing her hair, messing it up, "Your first priority is ......"

"Study hard, go to the top every day, and don't care about the rest, right?"

"Hmm."

Looking at her innocent face, Fu Qingyao suddenly didn't want to bring this little girl into this circle.

The reason why she wants to enter the entertainment industry is simply because she has been a star all her life, and she no longer knows what she can do. But Fu Cuihua is different, she is a real blank paper, without any pollution, bringing her into this circle, without a strong heart, how to mix up.

Not to mention anything else, just in the face of the media's difficulties, this child doesn't know how to express it.

The children of the mountain village are too rustic.

Even the dislike for classmates now is clearly shown on his face.

Thinking of this, Fu Qingyao closed the book and asked seriously, "Cuihua, do you like to sing?" ”

Fu Cuihua shook her head. "I love to play the piano. I don't really like singing. ”

"Do you like acting?"

"Sister Yingzi. It's not that you don't know how to talk about me, you've never been on stage, and at most you've been picked up by the teacher and read the text. Last time, the school held a recitation competition, and I was so nervous that my legs trembled when there were too many people. ”

Speaking of this, Fu Cuihua was very embarrassed, and blushed a little and said, "Sister Yingzi, am I very useless!" ”

Fu Qingyao held her hand. Smiled: "How come, if you don't like singing, we won't sing, you like to read, if you like literature, we can be admitted to the Chinese Department of Beijing University, and no one stipulates that you must rely on the conservatory." ”

"But this school you all rely on."

Nodding her head, "Fool, if you can be admitted to Beijing University than to be admitted to the Conservatory of Music, not to mention anything else, the optical tuition fee can save the family hundreds of thousands of dollars every year." ”

Fu Cuihua's family is no better than her own home. Where can afford two people to study in a conservatory.

"If you want to go to the literature department of a general public university, you usually have to read a lot of books. Practicing the piano is only regarded as a usual pastime, and cannot be regarded as the main homework. ”

Fu Cuihua's eyes lit up, and she nodded again and again, "I know the truth, Sister Yingzi, I usually like to read books the most, and in more than a year, I have written another book." I've already brought the manuscript over, and Sister Yingzi will show it to me and revise it. ”

"Okay, it's okay now, bring me the manuscript."

"Well, Sister Yingzi wait." Fu Cuihua staggered into the house from the balcony, looking at her back, Fu Qingyao shook her head, her fiery temperament is really not suitable for the entertainment industry.

Whatever she likes, let her do whatever she likes.

She has always regarded the people in her family as her responsibility, wanting to make the family's life better and making everyone's future clearer.

But I forgot that although she Fu Qingyao lived a lifetime, she was not God, and it was impossible to take everyone under her wing.

Chicks will always fly high.

They also have their own preferences, their own ideas, and they can't impose their own ideas on them.

Because Fu Ninghao and Fu Chengcai both like to play music, Fu Qingyao thought that Fu Cuihua also liked this industry, but she forgot that she preferred to wander in the sea of books and learn more knowledge than playing the piano and singing.

At this point, it is indeed what she did wrong.

Fortunately, there is still a sudden change.

accompanied the second uncle's family to play several classic scenic spots in Beijing, and the family should also relax.

With her relatives, Fu Qingyao seems to be able to see her heart more clearly, from the beginning of the move, with a responsible attitude towards the Fu family, to the relationship after getting along for so long, there has indeed been a qualitative leap.

The two brothers Fu Aihua and Fu Aiguo, who returned to their hometown on the third to worship their ancestors and drove back to their hometown, were warmly welcomed by the villagers, especially the village chief, and the wrinkles on his face did not disappear.

"Love Hua and love the country, but I hope you come back, you must have dinner at my house today, we haven't seen each other for a long time, let's go to my house and talk for a while." Fu Qingyao's family had just returned from worshipping their ancestors, and they met the village chief who came to pick them up halfway.

"Hey, second uncle, you guys go get busy, I plan to go to Teacher Fu's house to have a look, and by the way, give him a New Year's greeting."

Looking at Fu Qingyao, who was dressed beautifully in front of him, the village chief sighed in his heart, this is the little God of Wealth in their village!

Because of the smile said: "When Yingzi was born, Xi Po said that she was a blessed person, go, and remember to come to the village chief's uncle's house for dinner later." ”

Fu Qingyao nodded with a smile.

At the beginning, the Fu family was poor, but the village chief and the villagers helped their family a lot, and it was reasonable for her to return to her hometown.

So the group was divided into three pairs, Fu Aihua's patriotic brothers went to the village chief's house to chat, Zhao Guihua and Wang Chunhua went to visit the iron-clad Xi Po, and the other four small ones went to the school to visit the teacher.

In fact, the most important thing is that Fu Qingyao wants to inspect the primary school in Xiafujia Village, and now that the website is getting better and better, she wants to set up a Qingyao Foundation to see whether to build a school in her hometown or repair the mud road.

However, if it is only a school building, it will not cost a few dollars, and if it is a road repair, it is estimated that it will be a little difficult in a short period of time.

Fu Ninghao and Fu Chengcai carried gifts, and a group of four walked to Fujiacun Primary School.

The mountain road was rugged and bumpy, and at this time, Fu Qingyao was extremely happy with her foresight and wore a pair of flat boots.

Although Zhilu Dao Fujia Village is poor, I didn't expect it to be like this. I saw the row of dilapidated houses in front of me. Fu Qingyao couldn't even connect it with the word classroom.

Isn't this really a dilapidated house?

In front of the school is a vacant lot. There are no decorations, not to mention things like table tennis tables on the sports grounds.

No.

Fu Chengcai looked around, thinking that a few years ago he was still here with Chengcai to listen to Teacher Fu's lectures, but now he is the so-called little star sought after by everyone in the school, and he couldn't help but feel a little emotional, "Sister, we are so lucky, the sun is shining these days." The ground is dry, and people can leave. If it rains, the land will be muddy and muddy, and we won't be able to get through it at all. ”

Fu Qingyao was already shocked by the situation in front of her, nodded randomly, pointed to this row of houses, and asked, "This house is like this, can you still let students study, don't you be afraid of falling!" ”

Fu Chengcai smiled. "Looking at the horror, it's actually quite knotty. Besides, there is only one floor, and the roof is all thatched, so I am not afraid of falling down. ”

Fu Cuihua nodded, "Everyone is very excited, and if it rains, the house will leak, so the teacher won't let us go to school on a rainy day, and nothing happened." ”

Fu Qingyao nodded, followed everyone's pace, glanced at the row of dilapidated houses again, and made up her mind.

Standing at the door of the only two teachers in the village, Fu Qingyao looked at the house of this teacher who had been teaching for decades.

The house is an adobe house, but because it is newly built, from the outside, it is much better than the broken earth house of Fu Qingyao's family. When I entered the yard, I found that their family was living a good life, and the main house was actually a brick house, which looked particularly conspicuous.

Fu Chengcai shouted a few times, "Is Teacher Fu at home?" and a woman walked out of the main room, "Who are you?" ”

This woman is Teacher Fu's wife, Wang Qing, the second teacher in the village.

In fact, she can't be regarded as a teacher, because her husband is a teacher, she knows a few words, and occasionally when her husband is too busy, she will help teach the children.

In normal times, I am busy in the fields just like everyone else.

As soon as Wang Qing came out of the house, he saw several brightly dressed and well-looking men and women standing in his courtyard.

She didn't understand what this sentence meant.

But now, because of their arrival, Wang Qing really feels that his home is bright.

For a while, she didn't recognize a few people.

"Teacher Wang, what about Teacher Fu." Fu Chengcai took the initiative to speak.

Hearing her shout, Wang Qing squinted his eyes, only then did he recognize that it was Fu Chengcai, and looked to the side, hey, they are all children she taught.

Fu Xiong, Fu Cuihua, as for the one on the far right, Wang Qing looked at it for a long time, and then he hesitated a little and said, "You are Fu Ying." ”

Fu Qingyao smiled and nodded, "Teacher Wang, I have a New Year's greeting for you." ”

Wang Qing saw that everyone was carrying large bags of things in their hands, and hurriedly said, "Come in and sit down." ”

Then he shouted to the brick room, "Old man, old man, come out quickly, your student has come to see you." ”

After a long time, another middle-aged man wearing glasses came out of the room, still holding a book in his hand, "Who's coming?" ”

Seeing him come out, Fu Ninghao was obviously very happy, put aside the gift in his hand, and stepped forward to say: "Teacher Fu, student Fu Xiong, I have a New Year's greeting to you, I wish you a happy new year and a long life." ”

Then Fu Qingyao and the three of them also stepped forward one by one to greet the New Year and said many blessings.

Looking at Fu Qingyao and the others, Fu Qiyao was obviously very excited, and couldn't stop nodding and saying "Okay".

"Come in and sit down, you, go pour some cups of tea."

Fu Chengcai handed over the things in his hand to Wang Qing, "Hehe, Teacher Fu, Teacher Wang, this is a little bit of our heart, I wish you a happy new year." ”

The gift packaging is particularly good-looking, and Wang Qing can't help but take a few more looks.

Only then did he look away, looked at Fu Qingyao, and said with a smile: "Let you break the bank, stay and have dinner with your teacher in the evening." ”

The reason why she looked at Fu Qingyao was because she knew that their family could build a new house, and Fu Qingyao contributed most of her strength in it.

The old man's salary is just enough for the family to make ends meet, where is the extra money to build a house. Soon after the Fu family moved to the city, the village chief came to the door and said that Lao Fu's salary had risen, and the family's life was slowly getting better.

At first, she thought that the policy had changed, but after returning to Wangjia Village, she heard from her mother's family, and then she realized that Teacher Lu Dao's salary had not changed at all.

After returning home, she deliberately went to find the village chief's mother-in-law, and then she realized that it was Yingzi, the child, who honored her teacher. Because he was afraid that the teacher would not accept it, he entrusted the village chief to pay him a salary every month. (To be continued......)