Literary Heroes of the Republic of China

Mangoes are a rarity these days.

Generally speaking, in Shanghai, peaches, apricots, loquats, persimmons and other fruits are common and affordable by the common people. Others are not sold very much. Only rich people can afford bananas and apples. of.

As for mango, it is estimated that most people have never heard of it.

"Doctor Fu, why don't you eat it yourself?" Mu Qiong asked.

"I still have more." Fu Yun'an smiled, and said again: "Some people will feel uncomfortable after eating this fruit. You should try it first. If you don't like it, don't eat it."

Mu Qiong was a little reluctant to accept it.

Without such speculation, he has no psychological barriers to accepting Fu Yunan's gift - they are friends, if they accept the gift today, they can just return it tomorrow.

But Fu Yun'an should like him now, wouldn't it be too good to accept the gift like this?

Seeing Mu Qiong hesitated, Fu Yun'an asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, it's just that I haven't seen this kind of fruit before, and now I'm a little curious." Mu Qiong finally accepted it: "Thank you, Doctor Fu."

"You're welcome." Fu Yun'an said.

Mu Qiong had to go back to Ping'an Middle School, so Fu Yun'an left.

Watching Fu Yun'an leave, Mu Qiong was holding two mangoes, feeling quite complicated.

As long as he thought that Fu Yun'an might be full of joy to give him such a gift, he would not be ashamed to refuse.

Mu Qiong was a little tangled here, but after Fu Yun'an left, the smile on his face disappeared immediately.

He's not one to laugh.

"Sir, where are we going next?" asked the rickshaw driver who was pulling the car for Fu Yun'an.

"Go home." Fu Yun'an said, suddenly remembered something: "Mu Qiong will probably ask you some questions, don't say what you shouldn't say, and tell the truth about the rest."

"Yes, sir." said the coachman.

Fu Yun'an went on to say: "How about this, when you calculate the time to leave from Fu's house later in the evening, you should be able to meet him on the way."

"Yes, sir." The coachman answered again.

When Fu Yun'an was young, she was in the Fu's family and lived by watching people's faces. Later, when she returned to the Huo's family, she also lived cautiously, let alone when she was abroad.

He is still very good at judging people. Generally, he can't hide the thoughts of the people around him.

Mu Qiong was a little uncomfortable when facing him today, and he naturally noticed it.

As for Mu Qiong's sudden behavior, he should have noticed something.

In fact, if Mu Qiong didn't respond, he wouldn't do anything, but Mu Qiong noticed something and didn't show disgust...Fu Yun'an smiled and added another stroke to his schedule.

On this day, Mu Qiong waited for Zhu Wanwan to finish teaching the children in the orphanage before returning home with Zhu Wanwan and Mu Changyu.

However, recently, Zhu Wanwan only taught those children until 07:30, so that the children had time to wash up, so it was not too late when they went home.

Huo Sanshao probably didn't reply so quickly, and Mu Qiong didn't check the mailbox. After walking this distance, he met Fu Yun'an's driver near his home.

"Mr. Mu." The driver with a simple and honest face saw Mu Qiong, stopped to say hello with a smile, and then left again.

But at this time, Mu Qiong stopped the other party: "Wait."

"Mr. Mu?" asked the coachman.

"Yes." Mu Qiong said, and asked Zhu Wanwan and Mu Changyu to go back first.

After Zhu Wanwan and Mu Changyu left, Mu Qiong looked at the coachman: "Does Doctor Fu need a car tomorrow morning?"

"Use it," said the coachman.

"Are you coming to pick him up early in the morning?" Mu Qiong asked again.

"No, Doctor Fu told me to wait for him at the hospital." The coachman said.

"..." Mu Qiong asked casually, "You were also waiting for Dr. Fu at the hospital this morning?"

"Yes." The coachman nodded without hesitation.

So, Fu Yun'an brought Fu Huai'an in the morning, was he actually waiting for him?

Mu Qiong smiled: "Doctor Fu is very busy, he always comes to wait for me, will it delay things?"

Since the "accident" in the morning was a deliberate arrangement, so were other estimates.

"I don't know what Mr. Fu is doing, how can I know this." The coachman laughed.

The coachman didn't deny that Fu Yun'an always came to wait for him.

So, those encounters are really problematic.

It's even more problematic if he comes to Ping'an Middle School to sit around if he has nothing to do.

Mu Qiong said goodbye to the coachman, and then quickly followed Zhu Wanwan and Mu Changyu.

Now he was sure that he should be being pursued implicitly.

I don't know if people at this time are so subtle in their pursuit of others, or it's only Fu Yun'an who is so subtle.

However, precisely because of this subtlety, he didn't know what to do.

Fu Yun'an didn't say anything, he couldn't refuse directly.

More importantly, he didn't even hate him when he found out that he was being pursued by Fu Yun'an.

Mu Qiong decided to let nature take its course.

When Mu Qiong went out the next morning, the door next door opened, and Fu Yun'an "just in time" came out.

Then they left together, and Fu Huai'an, who was a little redundant, was missing.

Mu Qiong felt that Fu Huai'an should be happy about this, he could finally sleep in without having to be woken up by his brother early in the morning.

When Mu Qiong was with Fu Yun'an before, getting along was very natural.But now, he couldn't help paying more attention to Fu Yun'an.

With this attention, he found that Fu Yun'an was really outstanding.

He had never thought about his love life before, but now, he seemed to have to think about it.

Mu Qiong separated from Fu Yun'an at the gate of Ping'an Middle School. After entering the school, he began to prepare lessons first.

He was halfway through preparing lessons when Sheng Chaohui came: "Mu Qiong, the editorial office of "Education Monthly" has been built, would you like to go and have a look with me?"

Mu Qiong nodded, and went to see their editorial office with Sheng Chaohui.

The editorial department of Education Monthly is a small two-story building. The house is Chinese style, not big, but well designed.

The ground floor is divided into a living room, a meeting room, an office, a kitchen, a toilet and a small patio.

As for the second floor, there are also offices there, as well as places for employees to rest.

"You and I both have a spacious office on the second floor." Sheng Chaohui said, "Mu Qiong, I have a lot of things to do now, and I plan to resign as a teacher in Ping'an Middle School. What do you think?"

Mu Qiong was taken aback for a moment, but felt that this was normal.

Sheng Chaohui is not the only Chinese teacher in Ping'an Middle School, but Sheng Chaohui still has a lot of classes to attend. He has to take care of the monthly education magazine and the school's classes, so he is inevitably very busy.

And Sheng Chaohui asked him this...

Mu Qiong said: "I also have this plan." He is actually busier than Sheng Chaohui. He has to write articles, attend classes, and watch the orphanage... Mu Qiong feels that if this continues, he is afraid that he will Overworked.

"I like teaching very much, but I really can't take care of it. Now I can't teach well..." Sheng Zhaohui sighed: "Of course, it's also because I'm lazy. I hope I can have time to play every day."

Mu Qiong knew Sheng Chaohui very well, knew that he was really playful, and said with a smile: "We always have to find a suitable teacher before we leave."

Sheng Chaohui nodded.

About Mu Qiong and Sheng Chaohui's leaving, I told Wei Ting at noon that day.

Wei Ting quite understood, but said: "If you want to leave, I hope you can wait until I find a suitable person before leaving."

"That's for sure." Mu Qiong said: "I like Ping'an Middle School very much, and I also like the students here. In fact, I don't want to leave, but now I can't take it anymore."

If he wanted a good development, he could have resigned a long time ago, but he really liked Ping An Middle School.

"I know, I used to give lessons to the students before, but I was too tired later, so I stopped torturing myself." Wei Ting smiled, and said again: "However, your monthly education magazine is so good...do you want to subsidize it? Ping'an Middle School? I want to recruit more students next year, and teachers should also recruit more."

"Yes." Mu Qiong and Sheng Chaohui agreed together, and finally decided to subsidize Ping An Middle School with [-] yuan per month.

"With your money, plus my own dividends, I won't have to ask Fu Yun'an for money in the second half of the year. He's going to run a hospital recently, and he doesn't have much money." Wei Ting said.

Mu Qiong felt a little helpless when he heard Fu Yun'an's name.

Fu Yun'an didn't have a lot of money, so he even gave him unaffordable things like mangoes...but mangoes are really delicious.

He shared those two mangoes with Zhu Wanwan and Mu Changyu last night, they were very sweet.

It was decided to resign from Ping'an Middle School, but when Mu Qiong was in class, he was still very serious, even a little more serious.

He likes the students of Ping An Middle School very much, and hopes to leave no regrets before leaving.

That night, Mu Qiong went to get the letter sent back by Huo Sanshao.

The wording in Huo Sanshao's letter is respectful.And some of the things asked in it are quite deep.

He has inquired about the Huo family with Wei Tingsheng Chaohui in the past few days, and he knows that besides Huo Yong and Huo Ying, the Huo family should have a young dandy young master who was born by his aunt, but he has never heard of such a person as Huo An , I don't know if the Huo family deliberately hid him in the dark, or there is something wrong with his identity...

Seeing how much Huo Ershao valued him, it should be the former?

As for him not showing up all the time, maybe it was because of his poor health... After all, according to the "Grandpa Huo" in his previous life, this Third Young Master Huo would eventually die of illness.

Mu Qiong liked to discuss issues with this Third Young Master Huo. After reading the letter, he wrote a reply.

He still replied in the tone of an elder. After finishing writing, he put the letter in an envelope, affixed a stamp, and wrote the address of Hope Monthly.

He will drop this letter in another mailbox tomorrow!

The next day was Sunday.

In the past few Sundays, Mu Qiong had spent all his time in the orphanage, but this day he did not go to the orphanage, but went to the editorial office of the newly built Educational Monthly.

Today is the official moving day of the Educational Monthly. He and Sheng Chaohui not only need to help move things, but also review the layout of the next issue of the Educational Monthly. If there are no problems, the printing will begin.