Thinking of this, Fu Qingqing snorted.

Feng Chenchen looked at Fu Qingqing and lowered his head, kneading the cake with his fingers casually, thinking that this child's mind was getting heavier and heavier. couldn't help but sigh and said: "It's okay Qingqing, God is fair to every child, some children are good at math, some children are good at Chinese, and some children are not good at learning, but they learn others quickly." As long as you work hard and study hard, even if you don't do well in the exam, you are still a good child of your mother. ”

Feng Chenchen naturally hopes that her daughter will become a phoenix, but since the car accident, she only hopes that she will live in good health. They have seen great wealth and wealth, and have also experienced the poorest and most miserable days, and in the years to come, as long as she grows up peacefully, she can support herself in the future, and she will be very happy if she is hungry or cold.

Feng Chenchen stretched out his hand and smoothed Fu Qingqing's black and soft hair, "Mom will rest tomorrow, will I take you to the playground to play?" When you're done, I'll take you to KFC. ”

"Really? Mom is out of work? "It's a child, and when you hear about going out to play, you don't have any worries.

She raised her head and looked at Feng Chenchen with a pair of bright eyes.

"Of course it's true, now that the clinic is on the right track, tomorrow there will be your Uncle Cao staring, it's fine."

In fact, the clinic is not big, they just see a minor disease, or mainly sell medicine.

"Yay! I love hanging out with my mom. ”

"Mom also likes to hang out with Qingqing." Feng Chenchen smiled softly, the folds at the corners of his eyes were deep, but he looked very cute.

After eating, Feng Chenchen asked Fu Qingqing to go into the house to do his homework, clean up the house by himself, and wash his clothes.

Fu Qingqing looked at Feng Chenchen's busy figure through the door from time to time, she was distracted, she wanted to tell her mother that Luo Qingchen had come to her, and she wanted to ask about what happened back then, but she was afraid, afraid that her mother would remember the unhappy things before, and think of Fu Zheyan, who was black-hearted.

Fu Qingqing retracted her gaze and looked at the book in front of her, her dark eyes were full of melancholy. But she smirked happily at the thought of going out with her mother tomorrow.

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The weekend passed quickly, and Monday became a day of misery for students, who had to get out of bed early in the morning, face the dilemma of being punished for not completing their homework, and even if the homework was completed, they would have to face the embarrassment of having too many questions wrong and the teacher's roll call during class.

Especially for people like Fu Qingqing who can't study well, if they are not careful, they will fall into the situation of being named. So in every class, she was nervous. In particular, the English class, which had to dictate words, was hell out of it.

Fortunately, there was no one in the person who called the blackboard, and Fu Qingqing picked up the pen as if he had escaped a catastrophe.

After dictation, the review was exchanged before and after, and more than ten words were quickly approved.

Fu Qingqing made three mistakes, which is not bad. Liu Hui was not so lucky, half of the mistake was honorably named by the teacher, and he went to the office at noon to recite it, and then returned to the classroom after writing it silently.

The morning class ended in a tense and orderly atmosphere, and as soon as the bell rang for the fourth period, the students of the whole school galloped out like wild horses on the loose.

Fu Qingqing was very happy to bring Feng Chenchen's love lunch today, she took it out happily, and just as she was about to eat, she heard Song Xiaoya's voice coming, "Fu Qingqing, let's eat together." ”

Fu Qingqing glanced at Song Xiaoya puzzled, she wanted to refuse, but after all, she was at the same table, so she had to nod.

She didn't understand why Song Xiaoya would take care of her, in fact, every group is a small society, and there are classes in schools, and children like Song Xiaoya, who are good-looking and do their homework, disdain to be friends with children like her.

Song Xiaoya's lunch box is very beautiful, pink, with Snow White painted on the surface of the box, a total of three layers, one layer of meat dishes, one layer of vegetarian dishes, and one layer of rice. Fu Qingqing's is much simpler, a white plastic lunch box, with some vegetables and a poached egg on top of the rice.

Song Xiaoya pushed her lunch box to Fu Qingqing's hand, "Mom made a lot for me, let's eat together." ”

Fu Qingqing was embarrassed, but in the face of Song Xiaoya's kind smile, she still responded well.

Song Xiaoya saw that she only pulled the white rice in her lunch box, and used her chopsticks to pick up a chopstick dish and put it in Fu Qingqing's lunch box, Fu Qingqing's original refusal, but with a wave of her hand, Song Xiaoya's lunch box in front of her fell, and the meal spilled Song Xiaoya's body.

Fu Qingqing hurriedly got up, and while saying sorry, she took out a tissue to wipe it, and she didn't know what was going on, Song Xiaoya suddenly fell backwards and slammed it on the table.

Fu Qingqing was dumbfounded, looking at Song Xiaoya with a painful face in disbelief, and her hand was still outstretched.

The surrounding classmates all saw this scene, and they all looked back at the two of them, usually having a good time with Song Xiaoya, and hurriedly walked over to help Song Xiaoya, comforting her while asking what happened.

Song Xiaoya held back her tears, looked at Fu Qingqing pitifully and asked weakly, "Fu Qingqing, I just think that you are my table and want to eat with you." You don't want to eat the food my mom cooked for me, forget it, why did you spill it? Still pushing me? ”

The beauty wept, her slightly crying voice was full of grievances and accusations, and the eyes of the people around her looked at Fu Qingqing more and more unkindly.

Originally, Fu Qingqing offended her classmates who had a vote for joining the choir, not to mention that she pushed Bai Yueguang in everyone's minds.

Zhang Ying stepped forward angrily, "Fu Qingqing, you are so shameless!" As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to push Fu Qingqing.

Fu Qingqing has been fighting a lot, and she has inertia, so she reached out and grabbed Zhang Ying's outstretched hand, and then broke it fiercely and pushed Zhang Ying back.

Zhang Ying fell over, but fortunately was helped by Zhang Jiancai, who came over.

Zhang Jiancai was humiliated by Fu Qingqing last time and lost face, how could he let go of such a good opportunity, he didn't say a word, rolled up his sleeves, "Fu Qingqing, don't think that you are fierce and everyone is afraid of you." You dare to bully Song Xiaoya like a slut, you don't look at your pig appearance, and you don't deserve to lift shoes for Song Xiaoya! ”

He scolded in his mouth, and stretched out his hand to hit Fu Qingqing.

Fu Qingqing was also annoyed, picked up the lunch box at hand and threw it over.

The white rice was sprinkled on Zhang Jiancai's head, he touched a handful of rice, and shouted, "Grass!" With red eyes, he pulled out his arms.

Fu Qingqing is not a loser character, seeing Zhang Jiancai pounce like a mad dog, he took out a cool stick from his pocket and threw it over. She has experience in beating people, knows how to hit pain, and picks people's acupuncture points to hit, and the sharp metal head hits it, and the pain spreads like ripples, and the strength of the whole person is dispersed.

Zhang Jiancai shook his arm, and the flesh of his whole body shook irregularly, "I'll kill you slut!" He was angry, red-eyed, pushed the table next to him, picked up the stool on the side, and swept it over.