He came with great glory

Chapter 35
Fu Ying went back to her bedroom to finish her homework and played with the pipa again.

I used to take it out and play it in the palace, but it would be useless here, and if I didn't take it out to practice, I would really forget it all.

Although the pipa Fu Mingchuan gave her was exquisite, its tone was not as good as the ones in the palace.

Fu Ying tossed and tossed for a long time, feeling sorry for herself, secretly played a sad song for Shen Liguang, finally sighed, and silently climbed onto the bed.

Bitter in her heart, she tore a piece of candy and put it in her mouth. The orange flavor spread in her mouth, but it didn't reach her heart.

She stared at the crystal chandelier on the ceiling and sighed again.

Really unable to fall asleep, she picked up her mobile phone and acted pretentiously in the space again: I feel like a thief, sneaky in everything I do, even if I like you.

At that moment, Fu Ying felt that she was a writer.

In the morning, Fu Ying got up late, and went out to school without having breakfast.

Fu Yan suddenly became merciful, and put the bread and milk he bought into Fu Ying's schoolbag.

Fu Yan turned his head, looked at Fu Ying who was leaning on the seat in a daze, and reached out to tap her small head.

What did this girl do last night?

Trapped like this.

"Wake up."

Fu Yan waited for a while, but there was no movement.

He frowned, and changed his way of calling to get up: "Class is over."

Fu Ying was startled, and suddenly woke up from the dream with a panicked expression.

Fu Yan smiled: "Did you become a thief last night?"

Fu Ying felt guilty, and her younger brother really guessed it right.

She had been a thief all night last night and hadn't stolen anything.

Fu Ying rubbed her eyes, got out of the car, walked two steps before returning: "Brother, don't forget to promise me."

Fu Yan nodded perfunctorily: "Don't worry, remember it."

"Then do you want to buy equipment? You can't wear mine."

Fu Yan waved his hand impatiently: "Don't worry about the rest."

"Ok."

Fu Ying didn't want to care about it either, but she always felt that the little brother was unreliable in doing things, because he seemed unreliable.

Fu Ying wanted to say something else, but Fu Yan kicked the accelerator and ran away.

It was already late to get up, and by the time Fu Ying ran to the teaching building, the morning reading class had already rang.

Women in ancient times walked very slowly, but Fu Ying did not expect that one day she would break through herself.

The calf ran fast, the bell stopped, and she also ran to the door of the classroom. Seeing that Tan Ruinian was not there, she quickly walked to her place.

She took out her textbook and stared at Du Yong in front of her.

"Du Yong asked you something, how old is your uncle?"

Du Yong turned around: "Why did you suddenly ask about my uncle?"

"Last time I heard from you that your uncle had an online relationship with our school, so I was a little curious."

Fu Ying never lied before, but now she just opens her mouth to tell a lie, her face doesn't blush and her heart doesn't beat, she really doesn't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing.

Du Yong had no doubts, and replied: "23."

"Oh." Fu Ying stared at the textbook and sighed silently, hoping that the little brother would be reliable and help her solve this matter.

Zhou Wei, who was a disciplinary committee member in the front row, looked back at Fu Ying, and wrote down Fu Ying's name in the notebook. The reason was whispered to the front desk.

After memorizing the name, Zhou Wei came to ask Fu Ying for her math homework, hoping that she would not write it down, but as soon as she walked over, they threw the homework to her.

Zhou Wei flipped through Fu Ying's math homework and found a lot of wrong questions. She smiled ironically and returned to her seat.

I thought it was awesome, but it turned out to be a scumbag.

The first class was Tan Ruinian's, and Zhou Wei immediately handed over the notebook.

Tan Ruinian took a glance, there were only a few mischievous ones in the class, and then he saw Fu Ying's name, followed by a ×32.

Tan Ruinian looked at it and put down the notebook.

Just when Zhou Wei thought Tan Ruinian would criticize Fu Ying, Tan Ruinian didn't say anything.

"What's the matter? It seems that you are exhausted early in the morning. Listen to the class next door, and then look at you, cheer up!"

After Tan Ruinian finished speaking, the reading volume in the class became louder, but it was still uneven and weak.

Tan Ruinian pursed his lips in displeasure, frowned, and said nothing.

……

The temperature difference between morning and evening is large, and it is cool at night, but it is not cold. On the contrary, compared with the heat of the day, the evening wind is much cooler, which relieves people's annoyance due to the heat.

Fu Ying took a deep breath of fresh air, stuffed an orange-flavored candy into her mouth, and then sighed slightly.

She hasn't seen Shen Liguang for two days in a row.

In fact, one of them is a student and the other is a firefighter. If they don't do it deliberately, they won't see each other a few times at all.

Wen Tian came over and greeted her: "Fu Ying, hasn't your little brother come to pick you up yet?"

"not yet."

"How about I ask my mother to send you back together."

Fu Ying shook her head: "Thank you, but I have an appointment with my little brother, so I have to wait for him, otherwise he will be in a hurry and can't find me when he comes over."

Wen Tian nodded: "Alright then."

"It's late, then you should go home quickly."

Holding the schoolbag strap in one hand, Fu Ying waved it towards Wen Tian with the other, and was about to wait for Fu Yan across the road, when suddenly someone came over and stopped in front of her.

Fu Ying was stunned, before she could react, the woman in front of her passed her and walked towards Wen Tian.

"mom."

Fu Ying turned her head and looked over there, the woman took Wen Tian's schoolbag, she was very gentle: "Let's go home."

Fu Ying suddenly missed her mother very much.

"Fu Ying, I'm leaving."

Fu Ying nodded: "Well, see you tomorrow."

Looking at the girl tenderly, she is small, wearing a school uniform, with two braids hanging casually on her shoulders, and a pair of big eyes flickering.

White and clean, with baby fat on her face, she looks pink and jade-carved.

Staring at Fu Ying tenderly, she found that the girl's eyebrows and eyes really had some shadows of Fu Mingchuan and Qin Xiuxiu.

Wenqing stopped beside Fu Ying and asked her suddenly: "what's your mother's name?"

Fu Ying opened her mouth, but suddenly stopped: "Call, call Qin Xiuxiu."

really.

She is the daughter of an old classmate.

Staring tenderly at the delicate little girl in front of her, she said kindly, "it's so late, isn't your mother coming to pick you up?"

"She, she passed away." Fu Ying lowered her eyes. She had never seen her mother here, but she had seen the photos, and she looked like a very gentle woman.

Warmth stopped, stunned for a while, raised his hand and touched her head: "then auntie will take you home."

"No need." Fu Yan's car just stopped at the opposite side of the road, and Fu Ying pointed to the opposite side of the road, "Thank you, auntie, my little brother is here to pick me up."

"Your little brother?" Looking tenderly in the direction of the girl's fingers, a young boy got out of the car. His unrestrained appearance really resembled Fu Mingchuan back then.

For so many years, she has never dared to contact her old classmates. She did not expect that Xiuxiu passed away and her children grew up so big.

(End of this chapter)