Fang Zhiyi was covered in dust and dirt, and Xiao Hei laughed at him: "An ordinary person's body can withstand the thunder, you are really strong."
He said with a puff: "Stop talking nonsense and get out of here."
As the scene around him changed, Fang Zhiyi breathed a sigh of relief. So cute and modern! So cute and high-tech! He had had enough of riding a horse every day; his butt was practically splitting in two.
Before I received the plot, a phone call came.
"Brother, I've found a school for Dabao and Xiaobao. Do you want to come and take a look?"
Fang Zhiyi was stunned for a moment, then replied casually: "No need, just watch it."
There was a lot of noise over there, and the woman's voice was a bit harsh. She smiled and hung up the phone. Fang Zhiyi knew what kind of person was on the other end just by listening.
When Fang Zhiyi's daughter was three years old, his wife died of illness, and he did not fulfill his wish of having a son.
Everyone around him advised him to be more kind to his child, but he always kept thinking about the saying "I can't hold my head up without a son", and became more and more indifferent to his young daughter. It's not that he didn't think about marrying again, but his sister's family came after hearing the news.
Her younger sister Fang Jingyi gave birth to two sons, Dabao and Xiaobao. Their family conditions were not good. Ever since her sister-in-law passed away, Fang Jingyi began to think about her brother. She knew too well what her brother wanted.
"Brother, from now on, Dabao and Xiaobao from my family will be your real sons. When you are old, they will take care of you!" With just these words, Fang Zhiyi happily accepted the family who came to seek refuge with him.
From that day on, daughter Fang Yu completely became the person at the bottom of the family. Not only did she have to work hard at a young age, but she also had the worst eating habits. Once when she had a fever, Fang Zhiyi said, "It's okay for children to have a fever. Just bear it." Then Dabao and Xiaobao came to Fang Zhiyi to ask for pocket money, and Fang Zhiyi gave it to them without saying a word.
Fang Jingyi knew how to coax her eldest brother. She just used a little trick and Fang Zhiyi was coaxed into a daze by their family. He didn't care about his daughter dropping out of school. Instead, he was very concerned about the grades of his two nephews and was never stingy in enrolling them in cram schools and swimming lessons.
Fang Yu was sensible at an early age. After dropping out of school, she found a job washing dishes in a restaurant. It was there that she met the second turning point in her life, Li Chengfeng.
Li Chengfeng was a street thug with dyed blond hair. He always had a few followers with him and was foul-mouthed. He only knew Fang Yuqi from a bet with his friends.
"Hey, look at that girl, Afeng, do you dare to pursue her?"
Li Chengfeng smiled disdainfully, perhaps it was fate. When he turned around, he saw a greasy uncle teasing a girl. Li Chengfeng, who claimed to be a righteous man, immediately stepped forward and pushed the greasy uncle. A conflict broke out between the two sides. Amid the sound of broken dishes, Fang Yu stared at the boy in a daze. This was the first time since she could remember that someone stood up for her.
The restaurant owner tried to stop Li Chengfeng and others from escaping. Fang Yu also plucked up the courage for the first time, pushed the owner away, and took them away from here through a small path.
From that day on, she became "Sister Feng" in the mouths of these younger brothers. This title made Fang Yu a little shy, but she still felt a little sweet in her heart.
Fang Yu began her first love in a naive state. To be honest, Li Chengfeng didn't treat her very well. Most of the time, he treated her like a servant, making her wash clothes stained with vomit and run several blocks to buy betel nuts for them while they played cards in the scorching sun. However, Fang Yu, who lacked love since childhood, still felt very happy. At least she was needed.
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