Comeback 1992

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For students with excellent grades, Hongxing Middle School will reduce their tuition fees to the standards of public schools.

There are also tuition-free students, but the families must be particularly difficult.

For example, living with grandparents.

People should have good intentions in their hearts, but they can't be careless.

Tang Yan looked at Han Songlin, and then at Han Xuan.

Now we should seriously consider the issue of training Han Xuan as his successor.

Han Ting chose to enter the entertainment circle, and Han Ting was doomed to die as a successor.

Xinghai Group will not accept Han Ting to take over.

As for Han Yufei, Qiuqiu will definitely not take over, because her interest is in scientific research.

As for Han Yumeng?

Not the uncle himself.

As a successor, you must have a helper.

Then Fang Yizhu is a very suitable candidate.

Fang Yizhu didn't know that he was being targeted, and he was pushing out a shopping cart to buy things in Fumanduo Supermarket.

This Fumanduo supermarket is not the largest in Chengdu, it can only be regarded as a community supermarket.

But even if it is a community supermarket, there are all kinds of commodities.

There are also fresh produce.

My parents have been running a small restaurant at the entrance of an old community for more than ten years.

It mainly sells fried vegetables and noodles, and the customers basically live nearby.

An aunt was hired as a helper, mainly responsible for cleaning the dining table and washing dishes.

Fang Yizhu would also go to the store to help out in normal times.

Now, Fang Yizhu is here to purchase.

The long hair in the shawl is simply tied up with rubber bands, which makes people look simple but not simple.

I have to say one thing, beautiful women look good in everything.

Coming out of the supermarket with a bag full of things, Fang Yizhu put the things on the electric tricycle.

A shed was added on top of the electric tricycle, with a piece of plastic glass embedded in it.

In this way, it can also be used in rainy days.

At least it won't be raining.

Present tricycles all like to carry out such additional installation.

Also pressed a wiper on it.

Fang Yizhu carried things into the restaurant, the collar of his T-shirt was already slightly sweating.

It was just after noon at this time, and there were not many customers in the store.

Fang Yizhu carried it into the kitchen.

The facade is not very big, with only six or seven tables in the shop.

When there are many guests, temporary tables and chairs can also be installed on the side of the road.

It can only be done within a fixed time. After exceeding, you will be fined.

"Dad, let me help you."

Fang's father saw the sweat on Fang Yizhu's forehead and held a knife in his hand, so it was not convenient for him to wipe it off: "Look at your sweat, go home and read."

The daughter's grades are good, and she is the first in the grade of Hongxing Middle School. This makes Fang's parents and Fang's mother very excited.

Everyone said that Fang Yizhu would be promising in the future.

Father Fang thinks so too.

Fang Yizhu didn't listen to Fang's father. As a student of Hongxing Middle School, he must have the ability to think independently and independently.

This is the educational philosophy that Hongxing Middle School has always adhered to.

Hongxing Middle School should not teach students who are submissive and have no spirit of exploration.

Fang Yizhu directly took an apron and tied it around his waist, and took out the things he bought.

Now it's time to prepare dinner for dinner.

After the busy work is over, I can blow on the fan, squint for a while or watch TV.

Tomorrow morning I have to get up early again.

Because their small restaurant also sells breakfast.

They don't sell steamed stuffed buns, but noodles.

Chapter 1189 It's Not Romantic at All

In the afternoon, the sun was shining and the cicadas were constantly singing; there were fewer vehicles on the street, and there were no customers in the store, making people drowsy.

"Auntie, is there anything else to eat?"

Liu Xiurong, who was dozing off at the counter, heard the shout and stared in confusion.

I saw a handsome young man enter the store.

How do you know it's a teenager?

Mouth fluff.

Whose child is this?

Liu Xiurong: "Now there are only noodles!"

Han Xuan pondered for a while, then looked at the price list on the wall: "I want two taels of chicken offal."

"Okay, you sit down first."

Liu Xiurong said to the kitchen, "Two taels of chicken offal."

"it is good!"

Fang Jun was about to put down the kitchen knife and prepare the next noodles.

Fang Yizhu: "Dad, let me come."

Fang Jun: "Then you come."

Fang Yizhu has been helping in the store since he was a child, so there is no problem with the noodles.

While waiting for the water to boil, Fang Yizhu put seasonings in the bowl.

His eyes were slightly pensive.

I feel that the voice of the person who spoke before is very familiar.

Much like a person.

But probably not.

A noble son, what are you doing here?

Thinking of this, Fang Yizhu looked out slightly, covering his mouth in surprise.

It really is.

Why is he here?

Did you come to find yourself?

Still, it happened to come in.

But there is such a coincidence.

It wasn't a coincidence, so how did he know it was here?

There were too many doubts in my mind, and the water was boiling, but I didn't notice it.

Fang Jun noticed that his daughter was not in the right mind, and he didn't care, thinking that he was thinking about something: "Girl, the water is boiling."

Fang Yizhu: "Oh!"

Fang Yizhu left the kitchen with the noodles in his hand, and took a deep breath.

"Why are you here?"

Han Xuan put down the phone, looked at Fang Yizhu, with a smile on his face: "I'm passing by, do you believe it?"

Fang Yizhu sneered, put the face in front of Han Xuan, and did not leave, but sat down opposite him: "Trust me!"

Believe in you asshole!

This is the old city of Rongcheng. The houses were basically built in the last century, older than their age.

passing by?

How could it be passing by.

Fang Yizhu remembered very clearly that he had never told Han Xuan that his home was there.

But he found it!

Fang Yizhu gritted his teeth for a while, and this guy actually followed him.

Liu Xiurong sat at the counter, these two people were surprised, did her daughter know this boy?

Wait, my daughter won't fall in love, right?

Rushed to ask?

Naturally, Liu Xiurong would not be so stupid.

Hurry up to the kitchen to find her husband Fang Jun. My daughter is going to be admitted to Xingchen University in the future, so she can't delay her studies because of falling in love.

Han Xuan noticed Liu Xiurong's actions: "It seems that Auntie misunderstood something!"

When Fang Yizhu turned his head, he saw the back of his mother entering the kitchen.

Glaring at Han Xuan, Fang Yizhu said, "So, leave as soon as you eat."

Han Xuan: "This noodle, did you cook it?"

"What? Isn't it delicious?"

Han Xuan: "The craftsmanship is good."

After finishing speaking, Han Xuan ate slowly.

He came back from Dongmeng Mountain ahead of time, and returned to Rongcheng alone.

Han Xuan knew that his mother and the others would definitely come to investigate Fang Yizhu, and all aspects of information would be investigated.

Personal information is private and should be kept confidential.

This is true, and you have to believe it completely, so it doesn’t make much sense.

Many things in society depend on the self-discipline of the strong.

Fang Jun stood at the door and glanced, a little shocked.

He knew this guy.

During the class meeting, he also met and chatted with his mother.

It was only later that I heard that this was Han Songlin's son.

At that time, I didn't know.

He also brags about children's education with other mothers.

But when I think about it later, I have to ask for someone, which is really different from the rich people in my impression.

After some people get rich, they all look at people with their nostrils turned upside down.