Special Fondness - Chapter 8

Linzhou City is only a few kilometers away from the villages outside the city, and it takes about a quarter of an hour to drive there and back. If you walk on foot, more than half an hour is enough. Farmers in the villages trade, and they come to the city every day before dawn, either selling vegetables and fruits, or selling handicrafts to support their families.

Ten years ago, Fang Su’s mother was like this. The ten-fingered woman hurried to the city with her sewing thread on her back, holding a child who still loved to chew on her hands, and sat on the street for a day.

At that time, Fang Su was ignorant of world affairs, and was afraid of all the new things in the city. Later, when I got a little older, I looked like five years old, and my courage grew, I liked to go to the school alone and hide outside the windowsill to listen to my teacher’s lectures.

In the past, he was poor but happy. Although his family was poor, at least as long as Fang Su wanted, his mother would find a way to satisfy him. It’s a pity that the good times didn’t last long. When Fang Su was not really sensible, the woman in the family suddenly changed to someone else.

Twelve years later, the woman did not even allow him to come back to Linzhou City.

The scenery is not waiting for anyone, and the city’s appearance changes every day. Now that more than ten years have passed, Fang Su is very unfamiliar with this place and can’t recognize the direction. Today, Tang Qiaoyuan took him out to play. He wanted to go to the places he was familiar with, especially the school to the east, to see if Mr. Wang was still there. However, Fang Su didn’t honestly say what he thought in his heart, and when he walked with Tang Qiaoyuan on the road, he didn’t even know where each street would lead.

Tang Qiaoyuan held his hand and wandered around, obviously without a purpose. He asked him several times where he wanted to play, but he always answered without waiting for him to answer, “It’s nothing special. The place, feel free to walk around.”

As if trying to make fun of him, Fang Su’s face turned red.

It just so happened that Fang Su wasn’t the kind of talkative, arrogant, reserved nature, and he didn’t make any demands in front of this person, he could only let him walk around with him, keeping the words in his heart.

Tang Qiaoyuan didn’t know what to think, the smiles in his eyes were repeated.

After walking for a few more streets, the man asked again, “Is there any place Susu wants to go?”

Fang Su’s heart moved. This time, he didn’t give him the opportunity to continue talking. He quickly raised his head and said, “I want to go to the east of the city!” He was stunned. Go, slowly pursing your lips and quieting down.

Tang Qiaoyuan was shaking with laughter, holding his hand to his lips and smirking non-stop, finally laughing enough, finally stopped teasing, put his hand on his shoulder and made him turn around, He asked happily, “Is this Yingjuan private school?”

Fang Su was stunned, and looked at the cross-shaped plaque stupidly. The four characters on the plaque have a superficial impression. After all, I was young at that time, and I didn’t know much to read. I really didn’t remember the name of the school well, but the walls of the gates and the blue tiles on the eaves have appeared many times in my dreams. .

“It’s already in the east of the city,” Tang Qiaoyuan hugged him behind him, and said with a chuckle, “Mr. Wang is still teaching there, do you want to go in and have a look?”

A deep feeling of surprise floated into his eyes, Fang Su was heartbroken, but he still questioned: “Is it inappropriate for me to go in like this? Mister should have forgotten me long ago.”

“How do you know if you don’t look at it?”

When the man finished speaking, he walked in with him, leaving him no chance to wander.

The sound of reading aloud came from the inside, the courtyard was green and green, and there was still a dirt-stained child playing Cuju in the corner of the courtyard wall. Fang Su was less hesitant, and after stepping in, she suddenly became clear.

Not far away is the classroom of the school. The door is not closed, and the children in the room are sitting at a table, shaking their heads and studying. There is still a small stool in a familiar place outside the window.

The teacher was walking slowly indoors, holding a ruler in his hand, and from time to time he tapped the small spines that were not well-positioned.

Fang Su met his gaze, and under tension, he subconsciously pinched the fingers of the people around him.

Mr. Wang is an old man, and his eyes are not as good as in the past. He stared at it for several times before he suddenly regained his senses. He couldn’t help but greet him with a smile on his face.

“Sir…” Fang Su bowed to him.

Mr. Wang politely replied, and when he raised his head, he didn’t see any strangeness. His eyes were unexpectedly grateful.

Fang Su was confused.

“However, a small stool can make the young master always remember in his heart. It’s hard to say that the cause and effect of the world is not emotional.”

Fang Su was silent, vaguely guessing a few points.

Looking up at the person beside him, Tang Qiaoyuan nodded slightly, giving him peace of mind.

“Sir,” Fang Su knew, feeling the warmth in his chest. He turned his head and replied to Mr. Wang, “Mr. is kind-hearted, he is my benefactor, and Fang Su will never forget it.”

Mr. Wang bowed his head with a smile and kept himself humble.

Fang Su saw that his features were much older, and ten years were engraved on his face.

Looking at it, it seems to return to childhood. At that time, the person who was teaching indoors heard the movement outside the window. When he came out and looked closely, the young child thought that he had made a huge mistake, and was standing stupidly and dare not. run away.

Mr. Wang approached him, patted Fang Su’s head and wanted to take him in to listen to the lecture, but Fang Su was so afraid that his eyes were wet and he refused to move half a step. This man had no choice but to put a small stool under the window, and then went back inside to continue the lecture, his eyes purposely avoiding the direction of the window rail, so as not to make him feel intimidated.

The young Fang Su settled down. Since then, the small stool has become his unique place. When he comes to listen every day, he can find a steamed bun wrapped in a handkerchief on it.

Fang Su came out of his memory, and the old man in front of him looked at him with some emotion. At this time, he was no longer so rude and polite, as if he was treating the ignorant child back then, nodded and sighed: “At that time you suddenly stopped coming, I am still worried and worried. Now that you are well, I can finally relax.”

Fang Su’s eyes were instantly wet, she thought that things were right and wrong, but I didn’t expect that people were there. Most of the past events were sad and bleak and unbearable to look back on. Fortunately, there is still a comedy ending to this matter.

He felt a lot of emotion, but he couldn’t hide his inner feelings. He couldn’t help but stand in the courtyard and talk to Mr. Wang for a long time.

The children who endorsed the book in the classroom quietly turned their heads and looked out at the same time, wandering around, full of liveliness.

After a long time, Fang Sucai said goodbye and followed Tang Qiaoyuan to leave the private school.

The sun on the street was just right, the man tilted his head to look at the corners of his reddish eyes, tapped his fingers to the damp place, and smiled knowingly, “Is Susu happy or sad?”

Fang Su stopped, for the first time when he was joking and teasing, he did not evade, his eyes did not evade at all, he looked at him with joy, and called: “Qiaoyuan…”

“Huh?” Tang Qiaoyuan’s smile deepened.

Fang Su asked shyly, “What did you give to the school?”

The man replied lightly: “The four treasures of the study, the gold and silver property, the things that can be used and given away, isn’t that what?”

Fang Su chuckled softly, and lowered her eyes after a while, her voice was so small that it was almost inaudible, but it fell into her ears but was extremely firm, and said, “Thank you…”

“You shouldn’t thank me,” Tang Qiaoyuan corrected, reaching out and brushing the soft tail of his hair hanging behind him, “you should ask me for granted, righteous, arrogant and domineering.”

When Fang Su heard the words “arrogant and domineering”, she couldn’t help laughing again, she smiled at the man, blushing and shaking her head.

In fact, Tang Qiaoyuan naturally knew how inconsistent these four words were with the person in front of him, but he chose to describe it like this, and his words and deeds were just to make him happy. As long as Fang Su is satisfied, let alone some money, even if he asks him to build a new school for Yingjuan’s private school, he will certainly agree quite happily.

Fang Su is not good at expressing himself, but he knows his feelings and can tell who is good to him and who is not good to him. He didn’t have much in the past, and he never asked for anything, so when such a person suddenly appeared in front of him, he always had the idea that he would lose it sooner or later to protect himself, just so that one day he would not be left behind. Injured to the core.

But now, Fang Su suddenly wanted to put all his worries aside.

He wants to be greedy for a while, to take all the good of this person for himself, and to believe that he will never lose it.

Fang Su looked at Tang Qiaoyuan silently, and after a long time she asked the most doubtful sentence: “Qiaoyuan, why are you being nice to me?”

“Because I like it,” Tang Qiaoyuan frowned, his tone full of comfort, “You are my wife with hair.”

“Then why do you like me?”

The man laughed twice, as if he had never thought about this question, and asked in a low voice, “Yes, why…”

Fang Su was still puzzled, but he was finally relieved. Anyway, he had already married this person and already knew his intentions.

– The three characters of Tang Qiaoyuan, no matter what happens in the future, will be the name that he will always keep in his heart in this life.