Ning Weihua proudly told his daughter how he got this house from Director Fang.

After listening to this, Fu Bao looked at his father with admiration, a pair of big eyes were shining, and said enviously: "Dad, you are so smart." ”

Even if she accepts Dr. Ning's memory and IQ, it is not as good as her own father, it seems that IQ does not represent everything, and high EQ is more important.

She has to learn more from her father.

Although there are now commercial houses that can be bought and sold freely, they are not yet popular, the number is limited, and the prices are too high for many people to afford.

Most people don't have enough houses to live in, who is willing to rent out good houses, and most of the rented houses are old houses that are in disrepair, dilapidated and rotten.

It's really good that her dad can get such a house for rent.

Although it is a bungalow, it looks new, big and spacious, the house still sits north facing south, the sun can shine in through the window, but it is a little empty inside, only a bed, table and chairs.

It's good as a place to live temporarily.

At night, the family of three slept in one bed.

Lin Shulan slept in the middle, and the father and daughter slept on both sides.

Fu Bao is very happy, since the first grade of primary school after the house, she was asked to sleep alone in a small bed, and later bought a house, she has her own separate room, and there is no chance to whisper to her parents at night.

She still likes to sleep with her parents the most.

The family talked and laughed, and it was very lively.

Fu Bao couldn't sleep excitedly, and didn't hold it until the second half of the night and fell asleep.

The rented house is a bit far away from the school, in order to let the lazy baby Fubao sleep a little more in the morning, Ning Weihua will ride a motorcycle to send Fubao to school every morning.

After thinking about it, I was worried that Fu Bao would meet that group of bad people on the way back, so I simply went to pick her up from work.

So, he started the daily routine of picking up and dropping off Fubao every day.

For this reason, Ning Weihua has not been on a business trip recently, and tries to arrange the business trip to the field to the people under him.

He also ran to the police station from time to time to inquire about the progress, and the bandit gang was not caught for a day, and he couldn't feel at ease for a day.

As for the results of Fubao's physical examination, of course, there is no problem at all.

Ning Weihua thought that her daughter didn't eat, drink and sleep well during that time in Beijing, and when she came back, her face would be so bad, so she changed her ways to make food for her every day.

Lately, Fu Bao couldn't have been too happy.

Being able to go to and from school with my dad every day makes me feel like I'm back in my childhood.

In the dance studio of the Children's Palace.

Fu Bao is practicing splitting, and he hasn't practiced for a long time, and he feels that the flexibility of his body has deteriorated.

Luo Yuanyuan also leaned against the wall to practice handstands, "Fubao, I see you've been in a good mood lately?" ”

Fu Bao smiled, "Is it so obvious?" ”

Luo Yuanyuan smiled: "Obviously, I don't know how to describe it, I feel that your smile is much more real than before." ”

Fu Bao was stunned.

Luo Yuanyuan, who had no eyes, didn't notice that Fu Bao's face was dark, and she was still there and said, "You used to laugh a lot, but you always gave people a weird feeling, as if you were a little out of place with us." ”

His legs were almost stretched, Fu Bao retracted his legs and jumped up suddenly, "Luo Yuanyuan, you beg to fight!" ”

Luo Yuanyuan hugged her head and fled, "Ah! Fubao, I was wrong. ”

The two of them fought for a while, and did not stop until another student walked in.

When the dance teacher came to the classroom, she was a little surprised to see Fu Bao, and specially called her outside to talk.

"Classmate Ning, you really don't plan to take the road of literature and art, you have a good physical foundation and high talent, it's a pity not to continue, the teacher knows someone from the art troupe, and when you turn eighteen years old, I can help introduce you, and the future of entering the art troupe will not be bad."

Fu Bao shook his head.

"Thank you, teacher, I'm okay dancing, but singing is really not good, and it's not suitable for this path."

If there was no deadline for becoming a scientific research boss at the age of thirty, she might have considered it.

She needs to spend more time consolidating the scientific knowledge in her head.

She also has to learn the advanced knowledge in the library, and she really doesn't have time, so she plans to stop studying after this month's dance course.

Although the dance teacher was a little disappointed, she still respected the student's own choice.

Back in the dance studio, Luo Yuanyuan hurriedly came over and asked, "Fubao, what is the teacher looking for you to go out?" ”

Fu Bao told her what the dance teacher had said.

Luo Yuanyuan said with envy: "The teacher likes you too much, if only I could enter the art troupe in the future." ”

Luo Yuanyuan has been learning to dance since she was a child, and her grades in school are average, she prefers singing and dancing to studying, and insists on coming to practice even on Saturdays and Sundays.

Fu Bao clenched his little fist to cheer her up, "Then you keep working hard, you will definitely be able to." ”

After class, when I walked out of the Children's Palace, my father was already waiting at the door, Fu Bao and Luo Yuanyuan waved goodbye, and then got on the motorcycle.

When they were on the way, Ning Weihua told Fu Bao that his grandmother asked them to go back, saying that tomorrow was Saturday, and they were going to hold wine in the village at noon, and they would leave tonight.

After school in the afternoon, Ning Weihua rode a motorcycle to take Lin Shulan to the gate of No. 1 Middle School to pick up Fubao, and the family of three went directly to Osmanthus Village.

Lin Shulan was holding a small cloth bag in her hand, which contained their daily necessities, and they only needed to stay for two days without bringing too many things.

Grandma Ning knew that Fubao and they were coming back, so she stood at the entrance of the village in a thick cotton jacket early and waited, and did not see their figures until it was dark.

Fu Bao didn't pay attention to the thin figure, but when he got closer, he saw that it was his grandmother.

Ning Weihua was surprised: "Mom, why are you here?" ”

The motorcycle came to a jerked halt.

Fu Bao hurriedly jumped out of the car, held his milky and thin hands, felt the coldness in his palms, and said angrily: "Milk, why did you come here and wait on such a cold day?" ”

Grandma Ning's face was red from the cold, but she was happy when she saw her little granddaughter, and said happily: "It's not a long time since I saw my milk Fubao, I want to see Fubao as soon as possible." ”

Ning Weihua said depressedly: "Okay, don't stand here, let's go home early, Mom, you can also come up and squeeze." ”

Grandma Ning glanced at the motorcycle, obviously unable to sit four people, so she said, "No need, I'll just walk back, I can still warm up, you can go first." ”

Lin Shulan hesitated: "If you don't let your mother come up and sit, I'll go back." ”

Fu Bao knew that his mother was timid and afraid of the dark, so he took Grandma Ning's hand and said to his father: "Dad, you go back first, I will walk with my grandmother, and I can talk for a while on the way." ”

Ning Weihua didn't talk much nonsense, and rode away directly.

I'm going to pick up my daughter and mom later.

Fu Bao and Grandma Ning held hands, just like when they were children, walking slowly in the village, talking as they walked.

(End of chapter)