Marry the real young master and his uncle [rebirth]

"Impossible!" Wu Yun shouted loudly.

Fang Xingquan didn't argue with him, he looked away calmly, got up and took the food from his aunt.

"Eat more, look at how skinny you are." Aunt Yu saw Fang Xingquan's slender wrists, and her mother's love flooded again.

Wu Yun felt uncomfortable like a cat scratching. On the one hand, he felt that Fang Xingquan was talking nonsense, and on the other hand, he felt that Fang Xingquan's attitude was not joking.

He bit the tip of the pen in confusion, re-read the title carefully, and calculated again. Halfway through writing, a clear voice sounded next to him: "The numerical value is wrong."

Wu Yun took a closer look, it really is!

He quickly resubstituted the values ​​and calculated the results, and the answer was A.

It was the same as what Fang Xingquan said.

Wu Yun was dumbfounded and turned his head abruptly. Fang Xingquan ate quietly, hiding his achievements and fame.

"You...you talking nonsense, right?" Wu Yun still couldn't believe it. It was rumored that Fang Xingquan's grades were poor, so how could he see the answer at a glance.

Fang Xingquan ignored him, the feeling of cat's paws scratching his heart came out again, Wu Yun peeked at him from the corner of his eye, excited but had to suppress his excitement, so is Fang Xingquan a scumbag after all? !

"Thank you, Aunt Yu, I'm done eating." Fang Xingquan was growing up, and had been treated harshly by the Fang family before, resulting in malnutrition. After being reborn, he began to eat and drink recklessly, with a good appetite.

"Why did you only eat two bowls? Don't be polite to Auntie." Aunt Yu thought he was shy and tried to persuade him.

"Aunt Yu, I've eaten instant noodles at home, and I'm not very hungry. Your cooking is so delicious, I've eaten two bowls, and I'm full." Fang Xingquan smiled shyly.

Seeing this, Aunt Yu smiled like a flower, "You child, don't hold back if you can't eat it, I will make it for you next time if you like it."

Fang Xingquan smiled sweetly, "Okay, thank you Aunt Yu."

He got up to wash the dishes, but Aunt Yu chased him back and asked Wu Yun to play with him.

Wu Yun scratched his face, and said coyly, "Brother Fang, can you do this question?"

Fang Xingquan was much more magnanimous than he imagined, he poked his head and glanced, "Pen."

Wu Yun immediately handed over the pen graciously, and Fang Xingquan figured out the answer in a few steps, "This question is a bit out of line, your teacher must have found it on purpose."

"En! Let's practice our thinking ability." Wu Yun pecked at the rice.

Fang Xingquan's lecture topic was clear in thinking, concise and to the point, straight to the point, and a few words gave Wu Yun an enlightenment, "So it is like this!"

"Brother Fang, you are amazing!"

Wu Yun was completely convinced by Fang Xingquan at this moment, and Fang Xingquan slightly raised the corner of his mouth, "I can't even do the questions in the third grade of junior high school. Is it because I am studying for nothing."

Although it makes sense, Wu Yun heard that Fang Xingquan was ignorant, a scumbag, like he thought the other party was a newcomer, but turned out to be a full-level boss, wouldn't he be shocked?

When Aunt Yu came out after washing the dishes, Fang Xingquan was actually giving a lecture to her son. Her son listened with great interest and was even better than when he was in kindergarten. He was speechless on the spot.

"Brother Fang, you are better than our teacher. You can explain clearly what I haven't understood in a few words!" Wu Yun's eyes were full of admiration.

"You are very smart, but you are prone to pride and complacency." Fang Xingquan explained Wu Yun's character flaws in one sentence.

Wu Yun rubbed his nose. It was indeed a little bit. The female classmates in the class also called him "arrogant". He seldom doubted himself. In the end, he was slapped severely by the reality, because he misread the conditions with his lame eyes.

"I was wrong." Wu Yun whispered.

Fang Xingquan patted him on the shoulder, "Be careful in the future, remember to be patient and careful when doing the questions in the senior high school entrance examination."

The time for their provincial high school entrance examination is in late June, and there are only ten days left. Wu Yun and Fang Cong are in the third year of junior high school, and they are about to face the high school entrance examination.

In the last life, Wu Yun passed by a key high school, and Fang Cong entered the worst high school in the local area. For Fang Cong, he found an organization and got along like a fish in water. .

Fang Xingquan talked to Wu Yun about the problem for two hours. When he left, Wu Yun's father happened to be home from get off work, so he was quite surprised to see him.

After the door of Fang's house was closed, Father Wu asked about the doubts in his heart. Aunt Yu lowered her voice and told him about the quarrel between the couple next door, and she felt sorry for Fang Xingquan. Brother Fang's bad words, Brother Fang is very, very powerful, there is no way he is a scumbag!"

Aunt Yu asked curiously: "Xingquan gave you a lecture, is it correct?"

Wu Yun nodded fiercely, "Brother Fang is a good student! The way of solving problems is better than that of our first graders!"

"Isn't the college entrance examination results coming out soon? Just wait and see, Brother Fang will definitely make a face of being a ignorant person who spread rumors all day long!"

Aunt Yu and her husband looked at each other in blank dismay, seeing surprise in each other's eyes. Things in the next door are a bit complicated.

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Zhou Huiping didn't know when she would come back, she was watching TV with the lights off, her phone kept ringing, she seemed to be chatting with someone, when she heard the door open, she turned her head suddenly.

"Where did you go?"

Fang Xingquan bent down and put on his slippers, "Throw out the trash."

Zhou Huiping began to mutter and scold him, throwing away garbage for so long, and staying away from home all day like his father.

It seemed that Fang Hui hadn't come back yet.

Fang Xingquan bent his lips, took a change of clothes and went to take a shower.

The night sky was very bright tonight, Fang Xingquan was lying on the narrow wooden bed, the wind blowing in through the window brought a bit of coolness.

The phone vibrated twice and made a sound.

He clicked in, and at 10:30 in the evening, Xi Tingzhou finally replied to him.

In the chat interface, a few hours ago he sent Xi Tingzhou a photo, a bowl of instant noodles.

STAR: Has Uncle Xi had dinner?I'm eating it, today it's pickled pepper flavored hehe.

Xi: After eating, I will arrange for your aunt to cook for you tomorrow.

Fang Xingquan sat up straight in shock, and hurriedly replied: Thank you Uncle Xi, don't bother, my younger brother has been discharged from the hospital, and I have already returned home.

He didn't want Xi Tingzhou to arrange for his aunt to serve him. It was exactly as he had guessed. Xi Tingzhou, a monk comparable to a monk with pure six senses, how could he remember to connect with him.

Since Xi Tingzhou returned to the imperial capital, he never took the initiative to contact Fang Xingquan again, but Zhu Li cared about him a few times, asking him if he needed help, and told him that Xi Tingzhou was busy with work, leaving early and returning late, so he didn't mean to neglect him.

He was so considerate before leaving, and he was forgotten as soon as he turned his head, and it was not an exaggeration to call him a scumbag.

Fang Xingquan felt that the progress bar he had worked so hard had returned to the original starting point without paying attention. He has every reason to believe that if he continues to let it go, when he starts school and rushes to the imperial capital, Xi Tingzhou will probably let him live in school, or If you simply buy him a house next to the school, it's impossible to allow him to live in your own home, so wouldn't all his previous efforts be wasted!

So Fang Xingquan quickly thought of a way to shorten the distance between him and Xi Tingzhou, and sent the message directly because Xi Tingzhou could not be free enough to browse Moments. No, busy people only reply after a few hours. Even Xi Tingzhou couldn't find it when it was cold.

First care about whether Xi Tingzhou has eaten, show his thoughtfulness, and then share his food with the other party, "Today is pickled pepper flavor", alluding to that he often eats instant noodles, the background is blurry but enough to see that he is at home, and then combined The attitude of the three members of Fang's family towards him was enough for Xi Tingzhou to make up a big show and sell himself miserably.

Xi Tingzhou has a hard mouth and a soft heart, and insists on doing charity every year. Kindness is his strength and also his weakness. Fang Xingquan has been using him since his rebirth, and the effect is very good.

Fang Xingquan originally intended to arouse Xi Tingzhou's compassion, increase the connection between them, and maintain their relationship, but Xi Tingzhou actually called directly.

"Hello... Uncle Xi." Fang Xingquan was dazed for a moment, as if he felt guilty of being caught for doing something bad.

Fortunately, Xi Tingzhou didn't notice his abnormality, and said in a low voice, "Why don't you live in Shangyun Mansion? "

Shangyun Mansion is the name of Xi Tingzhou's villa area. Each villa is far away, the environment and security facilities are very good, and the price is naturally staggeringly expensive. The people who live there are either rich or expensive.

Fang Xingquan hung his head and answered honestly: "I have to take care of the house."

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone. Xi Tingzhou understood what he meant. Fang Cong's discharge from the hospital meant that Fang Xingquan had to go back and continue working for the Fang family. changing.

"Star Spring."

Fang Xingquan's heart beat heavily, his cochlea was numb, and the heat spread from the pinna to his cheeks. How could someone's voice be so pleasant, like a pot of mellow spirits, the smell would make one intoxicated.

"En." Fang Xingquan couldn't help but soften his tone.

"Come to the imperial capital." Xi Tingzhou said.

A gust of wind blew past Fang Xingquan's ears, he suddenly held his breath, looked up at the stars outside the window, it was really uncomfortable to sleep on the cold wooden bed, his height grew higher and higher, and the small bed gradually became narrower and shorter, it was difficult for him to sleep. People sleep well.

The words of promise surged to his lips like a rising tide, and he swallowed them back desperately. Before the time came, he hadn't finished his work yet.

"I have to wait for the results to come out, and the school organizes to fill in the volunteers together."

Naturally, Xi Tingzhou could hear that this was an excuse. He couldn't figure out why Fang Xingquan didn't want to leave?

Recalling the appearance of a child being scolded and crying but suffering silently, his heart felt like a needle had been pricked. Fang Xingquan probably missed the Fang family. Even if his parents treated him badly, they were still his blood relatives. He was abandoned once, so he cherished it even more. loved ones.

Thinking of this, Xi Tingzhou frowned, and unconsciously angered his sister and brother-in-law's family. After all, they raised him carefully for 15 years, throwing it away as soon as they said it. During these three years, no one mentioned Fang Xingquan again, as if he never existed.

"Go to my place if you are not happy with your stay." Xi Tingzhou urged.

Fang Xingquan grinned and smiled sincerely, "Okay."

There was silence between the two, Xi Tingzhou's throat was a little itchy, he was about to hang up, when he suddenly heard the boy say, "Uncle Xi, I miss you a little bit."

Like the moonlight outside the window, gently hugging his back.

Xi Tingzhou took a sip of coffee to stop the itching in his throat, but an indescribable and untouchable itching rose from another part of his body.

The phone vibrated, and Xi Tingzhou withdrew his thoughts. Just after the call was over, Fang Xingquan sent another message. He clicked on the picture, and through the rusty guardrail, he could see the stars in the night sky.

STAR: The stars are so bright.

Xi Tingzhou squeezed the phone tightly, Fang Xingquan focused on the starry sky, but he wanted to ask, have you lived in this environment for the past three years?

Cramped, dark, dirty, and messy, the bottoms of a few clothes are exposed in the photo, plastic bottles and paper shells are piled up in the corner, high school textbooks can be vaguely seen in the lower left, a simple and narrow bed is reflected through the glass window, and the teenager is wearing a vest sit on it.

Xi: Well, very bright.

The author says:

Xi Tingzhou: My wife, poor girl.

Fang Xingquan: The plan works!