Faced with the dilemma between her and the country, can he have the best of both worlds?
Although she didn't want to admit it, she was happier than ever when she was with this group of teenagers.
That's good.
The Mu family has done a lot for the country over the generations.
But the children of the Mu family rarely laugh so happily.
When he was about ten years old, he seemed to have started to learn some things.
It was not that he was forced to study, but the environment he was in forced him to study.
Mu Lianshen looked up at the sky. He never believed in gods or Buddhas, but at this moment he hoped very much to see all the divine blessings for her.
He used all the merits of his Mu family to protect this child.
I don't ask for anything else, just hope that she has a smooth and worry-free life.
Let her forget the suffering and be happy forever.
Shushu, you love this child so much, you love her even more than him.
Then please protect her in this unknown world and watch her grow up with him.
It was late at night and the fire gradually died out.
Grandpa Fu stood up, dusted off the dust on his body, and waved his hand, "Go to bed, Fu Hong, you two stop making trouble..."
After sitting by the fire for a long time, my body was covered with cigarette ash.
Several people stood up and patted themselves.
Mu Lianshen walked over and gently flicked the dust off Fu Xiao's hair.
She jumped on the ground a few times with a smile, "It's okay. I will definitely have to warm myself by the fire tomorrow. It's inevitable. I will just wash my hair then."
His attention turned to Fu Hong and Fu Sui again. After all, they had rolled on the ground several times, so their bodies must not be clean.
Fu Wei Bo, who was standing beside them, looked at the dirt on their bodies and patted each of them on the head. "Wear this when you go up the mountain to chop firewood tomorrow."
Fu Sui smiled proudly, "No problem, chopping wood is not tiring at all, it's a piece of cake."
Fu Wei Bo laughed and scolded: "You little brat, you don't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is."
He turned his gaze to Fu Hong and glared at him, "Clean up the fire."
Fu Hong curled his lips, turned around and took tools to clean up the fire that still had sporadic flames.
Then he returned to the room. He was not surprised to see Fu Sui in the room and just made his bed.
She just lay down on it and ignored him.
Fu Sui, who was fighting with him just now, smiled attentively, "Second brother, I brought you a gift..."
"Brother, I was wrong. I shouldn't have deliberately provoked you just now..."
Fu Hong kicked the quilt impatiently, but still buried his head in the quilt and ignored him.
Fu Sui climbed onto the kang with a smile, and said anxiously, "Second brother, are you really angry?"
After another round of coaxing, Fu Hong still ignored him. He gritted his teeth and said, "At worst, I can take care of all your work for the next two months..."
"Really?" Fu Hong suddenly jumped out of the quilt with a smile on his face.
There wasn't a trace of sadness on his face.
"Okay, you dare to play tricks on me..."
Fu Hong stood up from the kang, pointed his finger at him and said, "Hey...if you come here again, I'll be really angry."
"Hmph," Fu Sui snorted coldly and sat on the kang.
Fu Hong also sat opposite him and asked with a smile: "What gift did you bring me?"
Fu Sui threw the picture book that he had kept in his cotton-padded jacket to him, "I finally found the complete set of the book you've been looking for."
"Thanks, brother, you still understand me,"
Fu Hong collected all the picture books and put them at the innermost part of the kang, intending to read them secretly.
He turned his head to look at Fu Sui and said in a negotiating tone: "Third brother, I don't mind you making my sister happy, but can you please not mention my grades?"
"What?" Fu Sui was lying on the edge of the kang, his tone lazy, "You never care about this, right?"
"What's the matter? Now that you know your grades are bad, are you ashamed?"
Fu Hong glared at him and said, "It's not because of that. It's just that it's not possible now. It's okay at other times. My mom doesn't really care about my grades. As long as they have free time and have nothing to do, they will find trouble. You don't understand."
"Anyway, don't mention grades at home anymore."
Hearing his serious tone, Fu Sui nodded with amusement. As a fellow poor student, of course he understood him.
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