State capital.

Xia Weiwei locked herself in the room these days, thinking hard. She thought that it would be just like before, and it would be very difficult for her to make songs, and she wouldn't be able to produce a single song in half a year.

Unexpectedly, after eating the vegetables sent by Qingzhi, her blocked head became unblocked and inspiration came pouring in. As soon as she finished the song, she sent it to Qingzhi, and directly named it "Fuwang Farm".

Since we want to promote the farm, using the farm name as the song title will definitely achieve the best publicity effect.

Xu Qingzhi also saw the message sent by Xia Weiwei at the first time, but she was shopping, so she replied that she would reply to her after she was done.

Today is the day Xu Zijun goes back to school, and there is also a parents' meeting.

The clothes Xu Fuqiang was wearing were the new clothes that Xu Qingzhi bought him last time. He was reluctant to wear them when he was working at home.

The shoes he wore when working in the fields had long been worn out, but Xu Fuqiang had never been willing to buy new shoes.

Just as Xu Zijun was about to attend a parent-teacher meeting, Xu Fuqiang agreed to buy her a new pair of leather shoes.

After putting on new shoes, Xu Fuqiang smiled naively and said, "I'd better dress decently so as not to embarrass our son."

Wang Yanmei looked him up and down, and said to the two children with a smile: "Look at your dad, he seems to be still young."

Xu Fuqiang was embarrassed and said, "What are you talking about? I'm going to be fifty this year, how can I still be young?"

Xu Qingzhi followed her mother's words and boasted, "Dad looks at least 20 years younger."

Xu Fuqiang had a faint smile on his face, but he was actually very happy.

Because Xu Fuqiang is eight years older than Wang Yanmei, and he looks old due to years of hard work.

When Xu Qingzhi was in sixth grade, her father came to pick her up on a motorcycle and stood outside the classroom door. A classmate ran in from outside the classroom door and shouted to her: "Xu Qingzhi, your grandfather is here to pick you up."

Her father heard it too.

Xu Qingzhi was extremely embarrassed. Seeing her father's sallow face standing at the door, she was so ashamed that she didn't even have the courage to retort, "He is my father." She just lowered her head.

There was a boy in the class whose father was tall and handsome. He would pick him up every Friday. Xu Qingzhi was very envious at that time.

Her father would only come to pick her up at the end of each semester when he needed to move her belongings out of the dormitory.

When there is less stuff, I ride a motorcycle.

When there were a lot of things, they would drive a tricycle. Every time Xu Qingzhi sat on the back of the tricycle, he would lower his head, for fear of meeting his classmates.

Xu Zijun also encountered the embarrassment of this "grandfather".

Xu Fuqiang said nothing on the surface, but later when he was in his forties, he met an old man who said he looked 60. Xu Fuqiang was so angry while eating at home that he said the old man was a spitting shit and couldn't talk!

Xu Qingzhi then realized that, actually, her father cared about her.

He cares about being told he is old, about his children thinking it is embarrassing for him to pick them up from school, about himself not being rich enough to dress nicely for his children...

But he had no choice, he had to make money and save money to let his children go to school. For children in a small mountain village, only studying can change their fate.

So even if others say that your daughter is too young to study, why send her to a big city to study? Just finish high school and find someone in the village to marry and have children. When you are old, they can still take care of you. How great is that.

Xu Fuqiang retorted to someone, "How can you send your daughter to college? My Qingzhi can't do that."

The man raised his eyes and said with contempt, "How can your family's conditions be the same as mine?"

Xu Qingzhi had just entered his freshman year and was on summer vacation. Because the study environment at university was relaxed, he liked to watch TV series and variety shows when he had no classes for a while.

Her parents never let her work during the winter or summer vacations because they were worried about her being a girl.

Because of what that person said, Xu Qingzhi remembered it deeply in his heart. From then on, even when he was on vacation, he would take out English words to memorize and prepare for the CET-4 and CET-6 exams.

Later, someone asked her to sign a contract with a company to act in a movie. She agreed, thinking that it would reduce the financial pressure on her family, and entered the entertainment industry.

She thought she would be braver.

Twelve-year-old Xu Qingzhi could also loudly tell that classmate: "This is my dad!"

He is the best dad to me.

Even during summer or winter vacations, children who have no parents to pick them up have to carry their quilts and mats, and carry large schoolbags, and take a very crowded bus to go home. After getting off the bus, they have to walk several kilometers along the mountain road to get home.

And her father would come to pick her up during every winter and summer vacation, every time.

She envied the tall and handsome father of her male classmate. How could she know how many classmates were also envious of her as she hung her head behind the tricycle? -At this time, the shopping guide brought the receipt for the shoes over and handed it to Xu Qingzhi: "Miss Xu, please take the receipt. Do you still want the pair of shoes on the ground?"

"Yes, of course." Xu Fuqiang was reluctant to wear it. Although it looked shabby, it was just right for him to wear when working in the fields.

Wang Yanmei frowned and pulled her man's sleeve, thinking it was embarrassing to pack up the shoes and take them away. "Forget it, I don't want them. I'll buy new ones later."

The shopping guide here politely handed over a bag.

Xu Qingzhi put his shoes in with a normal expression, "Dad, let's go."

As she walked out of the store, Wang Yanmei was still muttering, "These shoes are all broken, don't keep them, I'll buy new ones next time."

Xu Fuqiang said stubbornly: "I can't bear to wear my new shoes."

Xu Qingzhi carried the bag of shoes and said, "Mom, just keep them. Dad can wear them if he wants to. If he doesn't want to wear them anymore, it's okay to throw them away later."

After getting in the car, Xu Fuqiang drove and Xu Qingzhi put his shoes on the back seat.

The car drove all the way into the campus of Meicheng No. 1 Middle School.

When getting off the bus, Xu Zijun happened to meet his classmate.

A tall boy, his father next to him is even taller, wearing silver-framed glasses and has an outstanding temperament.

"Zijun, is this your...uncle? Your dad didn't come to the parents' meeting."

He remembered that Xu Zijun's family was quite poor, so how could they afford a BMW?

And the last time his dad came for the parents' meeting, he looked as thin as a mouse, with dark and dry skin on his face, which looked nothing like the person in front of him.

Xu Zijun frowned and said unhappily: "What are you talking about? This is my dad!"

"Oh, hahaha, I don't think you are the same as before. I thought you were afraid of being embarrassed and called others to the parents' meeting." The boy said bluntly, patting Xu Zijun on the shoulder: "Your cucumbers are delicious. Did you bring them this time?"

Xu Zijun shrugged his shoulders, shook his hand away, and said unhappily, "I won't give you any to eat even if I bring it."

"Hey, don't be so stingy."

Xu Zijun: “No.”

"Please."

Wang Yanmei had a smile on her face and was about to persuade Zijun that it was just a cucumber and she had brought a lot anyway.

Hasn't spoken yet.

The middle-aged man with silver-framed glasses standing next to him frowned and taught her in a condescending manner: "When has the family ever lacked a bite of food for you? You even ask others to eat your cucumbers. Let's go to the parent-teacher meeting and stop embarrassing me."

The boy's expression suddenly changed. He was afraid of his father, and had been since he was a child. So he didn't even dare to say a word and followed his father.

(End of this chapter)