Sweet Planting Life of Two Young Masters

After Fang Honghua made up her mind, she naturally paid more attention to learning about management.

She took classes more seriously, and the teachers the Fang family found for her were naturally not of average level. Fang Honghua benefited a lot. There are many questions, and I wait until the class day to find the teacher to answer them. The teacher is also willing to accept that his students are so eager to learn, and they answer them very carefully every time. concept.

She leaves earlier and returns late than before, and hardly has a moment of free time. She is either in class or running around the city to observe the practices of other restaurants. Even if she has nothing to do, she will not stay at home, but go to the library to find corresponding read the book.She was so busy that she even missed Fang Yan calling her several times.

Fang Yan said very reluctantly on the phone: "Mother Hua, don't work too hard."

"No hard work, no hard work, I'm doing this to prepare for helping Yan Yan in the future." Thinking that she was working hard and busy to raise her son, Fang Honghua felt that she had inexhaustible energy.After all, she still has to help her adopted son manage the restaurant in the future, if she doesn't learn well now, if something happens to the restaurant in the future, it will all be Yanyan's money!

She doesn't want Yanyan to lose money.

Therefore, when Fang Yan called her, Fang Honghua said a few words of comfort. After hanging up the phone, she devoted herself to her study with a harder attitude than before.

She leaves early and returns late every day, and ignores everything except Fang Yan's phone call.Therefore, when she came home with ingredients one day, she was shocked when she heard crying from a certain room.

Fang Honghua has limited funds and high housing prices in the capital. She only lives alone, and she doesn't care about the conditions. Therefore, she only found a single room in a community near the school.Most of the people living in this community are tenants like her, who are also migrant workers, and everyone has a good relationship.

Fang Honghua glanced at the door where the crying sound came from. Out of curiosity, she pulled a person who rented the same house and asked in a low voice, "What happened?"

"Sister Fang, you don't know yet." The little girl who was held by her was naturally curious about gossip, and when she talked about that family, she also showed sympathy: "Her family's child is lost."

"Missing the child?"

The one who lives in that room is a single mother who lives alone with a child. She usually loves the child very much. Fang Honghua has seen it a few times. The child is really cute. Although the conditions are very good, he is also disciplined by his mother. Obedient and sensible, every time I see her, I will take the initiative to say hello, very polite.

"Yes." The little girl lowered her voice, afraid that the single mother in that room would hear: "Didn't Sister Zhang's mother come to see them before? It was the weekend a few days ago, and Sister Zhang had to work overtime, so I let her Mom took her grandson to the amusement park to play, but the child was lost during the play. I heard that he went to the toilet, and the child disappeared when he came out."

Fang Honghua was stunned: "Didn't find it?"

"No, the two have been out looking for it for several days, but they haven't found it yet."

"Then did you call the police?"

"Of course I called the police, but it's useless." The little girl's voice was lower: "Tell me, how many children can be found who were abducted by traffickers?"

"Human trafficker?" Fang Honghua was stunned for a moment: "Didn't you get lost?"

"It was said that it was lost, but it was actually abducted by human traffickers. They went to check the surveillance at that time, and saw that the child was carried into a van, and then they couldn't find it." The little girl sighed: "Zhang My sister usually treats her child as a treasure. Isn’t it that she works hard every day to give the child a better life? Now that the child is lost, she washes her face with tears all day long and hasn’t gone to work for several days. Going out is going to the police station, or looking for a child, everyone sympathizes with her, but there is no way. I hope Sister Zhang will cheer up soon."

Fang Honghua responded blankly, said goodbye to the little girl in a hurry, and went back to her room.

She found a chair and sat down, but she couldn't make up her mind.

Sister Zhang's child is about the same age as Fang Yan. Every time she sees her, she thinks of Fang Yan. They are both cute and sensible.When Fang's family came here, they wanted to take Fang Yan back. I won't say how sad she was at that time. After Fang Yan was taken away, she couldn't sleep for several nights and lay in bed for several days. , did not do any work, just sad there.

At least she can still receive obedient words and hear voices, and now she can still come to the capital and see Yanyan.

But Sister Zhang might never see her in this lifetime...

After all, she also dealt with human traffickers, but she was not the one whose child was abducted, but the one who bought the child from the traffickers.Wasn't Yanyan bought by her?

Fang Honghua remembered Fang's mother's cold attitude towards her all the time. Although Fang's mother had been holding back, she could also feel that Fang's mother didn't welcome her. If it wasn't for Fang Yan, she would immediately get herself out of here. Get out and rush back to that mountain village.

When Yanyan was abducted by human traffickers, Fang's mother was probably as desperate as Sister Zhang, right?Such an elegant and delicate woman would also cry heartbroken for her child.

Fang Honghua couldn't help feeling uncomfortable.

Through the thick walls, she seemed to be able to hear the crying coming from that door.It is sorrow, but also depressive despair.

It wasn't until a warning sounded from her stomach that Fang Honghua woke up suddenly.She turned on the light to brighten the dark room before getting up to prepare the ingredients she brought back.

She was absent-mindedly cooking, her thoughts already wandering to other rooms.