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The sky was still clear in the morning, but cloudy in the afternoon.

As Qingming Festival approaches, Shencheng will also have rainy and sunny days.

The weather will be cloudy and sunny for several days.

At ten minutes past three, Fang Nian arrived at the gate of Mingzhu Primary School on time.

It took a little trouble to pick up Fang Xin.

These days, it is almost always Ms. Lin Feng or Lu Weiyu who picks her up once or twice.

This is Fang Nian's first time.

Moreover, the head teacher of Class 1 of Four Years is not forgetful. She has not forgotten the extraordinary treatment that Fang Xin received when she entered school.

There will always be more attention at any time.

Fang Nian and child Fang Xin jointly explained and confirmed, and then confirmed by phone with Ms. Lin Feng before handing over child Fang Xin to Fang Nian.

This made Fang Nian's affection for this young female class teacher, who must have been in her early thirties, doubled.

No matter what the other party's reasons were, Fang Xin finally enjoyed the invisible care.

"Fang Xin, thank you teacher."

Before leaving, Fang Nian specifically asked Fang Xin to express his gratitude.

After all this trouble, Fang Nian became the last parent in class four to pick up his child.

It also allowed the female head teacher, who was quite curious about Fang Xin’s family background, to see more things.

For example, after Fang Nian left, the inconspicuous passerby smoking suddenly and quietly disappeared...

"..."

"Do you have a lot of homework today?" Fang Nian asked as he started the car.

Fang Xin raised his eyebrows completely. He thought for a moment before replying: "A little less than yesterday. It should be done in three hours."

Fang Nian asked Fang Xin for his opinion: "Can you let your sister Xiaoyu tutor you that night? I will take you to Yangpu."

"Okay." Fang Xin nodded happily.

Her little mind can still figure it out.

Although there is a lot of homework, it can always be completed.

Play……

Not necessarily.

If you miss it today, you have missed it. If you make it up tomorrow, it will not count.

Then, the child Fang Xin started chirping.

"What are you doing in Yangpu?"

"Today is the 1st, I have to go to the office to take a look."

"Oh, is it the little one from before?"

"No, we moved to a bigger place. You'll know when we get there."

"Will Sister Xiaoyu be there?"

"She has to go there too."

"oh."

"..."

"How many days will mom go back?"

"Six days."

"Wow, it took so long!"

Fang Xin only knew that Lin Feng was going home, but he didn't know how long he would be home. When he heard this, he immediately exclaimed.

The word envy is written all over his face.

Fang Nian smiled and comforted: "You will have another day of class tomorrow, and you can also have three days off."

"Yes." Fang Xin became happy again.

"..."

Although he often sees Fang Nian, Fang Xin has not been alone with Fang Nian for a while.

Chirping and talking a lot.

Mainly due to various experiences in school.

Of course, I still have to talk about my impressions of the school and my opinions of the teachers in various subjects.

Generally speaking, Fang Xin's children prefer English teachers because they have less homework.

Fang Nian also expressed some concern.

For example, do you have any good friends at school?

How and how.

Fang Xin said that the relationship with the squad leader at the same table was not bad. When she talked about it, she felt a little regretful because they did not live in the same courtyard.

In comparison, it was more advantageous for Fang Xin to go to elementary school in Shencheng than to go to elementary school in Xiangyang in terms of making friends.

To be precise, I'm not that lonely.

It is also a village-level unit, but a natural village like Xiangyang has a vast territory.

Xiangyang Primary School is a primary school covering Xiangyang and three nearby natural villages. However, even so, as time goes by, the total number of students in each grade is still gradually decreasing.

Looking specifically at Maoba, only three people, including Fang Xin, studied at Xiangyang Primary School. The other two were two grades higher and had almost never gone to school together.

The distance from Maoba to Xiangyang Primary School is about 2,300 meters.

After leaving Maoba, there is a long stretch of fields along the way.

In the past few years, Fang Xin has been going to and from school alone most of the time, and has almost no playmates after returning home.

In fact, for a child, there is a sense of loneliness.

Now in Shanghai, although most students are picked up and dropped off by their parents at designated points, there are also classmates in the same courtyard, and the distance to and from school has been shortened to less than one thousand meters.

I still have to walk to school, but Ms. Lin Feng will take me there, and most of the time there are other peers of the same age.

Although Fang Xin will still go to school alone again in the future, there are small alleys of residential buildings along the way, so at least he can mingle with people in the same yard without looking up.

This seems to be just a minor issue related to Fang Xin's schooling, and it would be a bit pretentious to mention it in detail.

In fact, it is a concrete microcosm of rural areas under the rapid development of the times.

If Fang Nian hadn't had the ability, he would have only watched helplessly as Fang Xin spent his entire childhood and teenage years in isolation.

After all, it was not like this when Fang Nian went to school. Several members of the old Fang family alone went to school in Xiangyang.

people.

It is a social animal.

As a child, my mind is immature, and there are countless years of growth experience before I can enjoy loneliness.

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When we arrived at Yangpu, there was a bit of traffic jam on Siping Road, so Fang Nian took a detour and turned from Guoding Road to Handan Road.

Before turning to Handan Road, Fang Xin in the passenger seat suddenly pointed straight ahead and shouted.

"Brother~Brother~Sister Xiaoyu and the others are on the opposite side."

Fang Nian took a quick look and saw several people standing on the corner opposite the intersection. They were all familiar faces.

Fang Nian quickly turned the steering wheel and drove in through the opening on the side.

Next to it is the business hall of China Construction Bank, and there are three empty parking spaces.

Of course the parking fee is nothing, and Fang Nian was also curious as to why there were so many old acquaintances there.

After getting off the car, Fang Xin sniffed subconsciously, it was still a bit cold.

Taking the initiative to hold Fang Nian's hand, he quickly bounced to the opposite side.

The closer they got, the more they realized they were all acquaintances.

There were Li Zijing and Zeng You who met at the airport in the morning, as well as Lu Weiyu, Wen Ye, and Guyu.

There were also a few passers-by whom I had never seen before, who looked like students from Fudan University.

Looking from a distance, they formed a group.

Before getting closer, Fang Xin shouted: "Sister Xiaoyu~"

"Hey~ Xiao Xin." Lu Weiyu turned around and saw Fang Xin and Fang Nian. She blinked and was a little surprised, "Why are you here?"

Fang Nian answered as he walked in: "There was a traffic jam, so I planned to go around here. Fang Xin saw you, so he got out of the car and came over to have a look."

"Oh." Lu Weiyu had already half-crouched down and pinched Fang Xin's chubby face, "I was also stuck in a traffic jam. I just arrived two minutes ago."

She didn't have this problem before, it was all bad habits she learned from Fang Nian.

Fang Xin laughed and started playing with Lu Weiyu.

As he got closer, Fang Nian also saw something that caused onlookers.

But he didn't understand why it attracted onlookers.

Although Fang Nian had already speculated that the big carousel in Wujiaochang was probably severely congested.
To be continued...