my return to life

Fang Nian usually calls his uncle and uncle directly. After all, Fang Zhengguo himself was only in his teens when Fang Zhengguo's elder brother died young.

Therefore, most scholars in the same group will call Lin Feng Sansao.

Or call names.

When the elders were talking, Fang Nian seldom interrupted, he just listened.

Then he saw Lin Feng waving his hands, his face was three points happy and seven points calm.

"Hey, it's not my Habao this year. I don't read good books very seriously. I learn from others to write novels and send some manuscript fees. I must add something to my family."

Huh.

Fang Nian suddenly understood, dare to love my mother, is this to advance the glory?

According to this trend, next year I might really be admitted to Fudan University.

At that time, it will be another year and a half.

have to.

The next two years are all right!

The neighbors, uncles and aunts who were eating with bowls gasped, and some sighed with emotion, all expressing surprise.

"Isn't Fang Nian in his third year of high school? Why do you let him do this kind of thing?"

"It's not in a hurry to make money!"

"Third sister-in-law, let me say, you still have to organize your family's family, we haven't had a college student in Maoba for many years!"

"Fang Nian, you too, you should focus on your studies, don't be like my Er Habao..."

"..."

Fang Nian quickly lowered his head to pick up the rice, he knew that it was not the time for him to speak, since Mother had nothing to say.

Sure enough, Lin Feng pursed his lips on purpose and let out a 'tsk' sound: "I'm too lazy to care."

"He can arrange whatever he wants in his spare time."

"This monthly exam is not bad, but it's a pity that I'm only the second in the grade, one point worse than the first, but the score is one point higher than this year's main line."

"I guess how to read it will be like this ghost..."

Hearing this all of a sudden, three or four families in the neighborhood still have children in school, especially those in high school, and they are stunned.

"Aren't you Fangnian in the eighth middle school? How did you do so well in the exam?"

"How much is the main line this year?"

"534."

"Where did you get 535 points in the exam?!"

"..."

As they said that, these uncles and aunts began to feel sour in their hearts, and even the big fish and meat specially brought back from Tongfeng didn't smell good.

"Let me say that the third sister-in-law is still able to take care of the children. If you look at Fang Nian's wall of awards since he was studying, there is no room for them."

"I failed the high school entrance examination and went to No. [-] Middle School. I didn't expect to be so good at reading."

"Our Maoba is going to produce key university students!"

"Fang Nian is really good at reading and writing books."

"He is handsome, look at him now, he is a big man, oh..."

"..."

Accompanied by the envy of the neighbors, uncles and aunts, Lin Feng pretended not to care.

"It's hard to manage when you grow up, just let him go, that's all."

After dinner, the families left.

Fang Nian, who didn't speak from the beginning to the end, asked: "Mom, you want to get ahead ahead of time, aren't you afraid that I will accidentally fail the ranking next year?"

Lin Feng snorted: "How dare you!"

"You're finally grown up now."

"You don't even know that the one in the village just took the second exam. He has been good for at least half a year. Everyone talks about how good his cub is. I often go there and say that he was good at reading when he was a child, but he may not always be good..."

"Only she will be good for half a year, but I will be good for half a century!"

"..."

Then came the more difficult words.

Why allow them to be beautiful, why not allow me to be beautiful.

Those children in their family only know how to ask the family for money, and they can charge thousands of dollars.

Fang Nian in our family is a writer.

Do writers understand?

The kind that can publish a book!

"Hey, is there a book for that online novel you wrote?"

Fang Nian quickly replied: "Yes, after the holidays, I'll ask to see if it's on sale."

As early as early September, the simplified and traditional copyrights had been sold.

At that time, Jianfeng also said that after the release, he would tell Fang Nian that he would send a few copies by mail.

"What's the name? I'll buy a few copies when the time comes!" Lin Feng said with a beaming smile when he heard this.

Fang Qingnian coughed twice: "No, the publishing house gave me a few copies, and you will know the names when the time comes."

Only then did he realize that the title of the book "I Want to Be Rich" is too straightforward if viewed from a traditional perspective.

It seems a little ashamed.

"Then it must be brought back."

Lin Feng said quickly.

"You still have to focus on your studies and strive to be admitted to a key university."

"The best are those whose names everyone has heard. I think Fudan University in Shencheng is very good. Don't just want to repay the capital!"

"When your father comes back at the end of the month, he plans to build a house, just like the villa you said, and anyone who asks will tell them that it was built with my son's money!"

"Be ruthless, not proud..."

"..."

Even though there was no wine on the dinner table, Lin Feng seemed drunk and talked a lot.

One sentence and one sentence.

Fang Nian stood on the ground outside the house, listening to the sounds of various animals in the countryside at night, with a smile on his lips.

I thought to myself: "Maybe I didn't go to college in my previous life, and my mother said she was very open-minded on the surface, so I felt the worst in my heart."

"If there is no influence of those so-called chicken soup literature of mentality, if someone kindly gives me a hand..."

"Even if I made money later and built a villa, maybe I still couldn't make my mother really beautiful..."

After all, when the number of money you have exceeds a certain limit, it is equivalent to a bible in rural areas and seems unreal.

Fang Nian didn't know how much money he used to have, but he remembered that part of the royalties from Chengshen's work was 760 million. After that, his assets expanded dozens of times. There were many properties and his own property, so it was not so easy to calculate.

In his previous life, at an ignorant age, he was influenced by chicken soup literature and failed to go to school, so Fang Nian was more grateful to Guan Qiuhe, because Guan Qiuhe had nothing to do with him.

"In this life, you will definitely be able to enjoy the glory for half a century, isn't it Fudan University, I will go and decide!"

Under the night sky, Fang Nian made the second decision that must be made in his life!

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Broken bowl.

Chapter 57 The Most Beautiful Time

Patio is a common water intake well for Maoba and several nearby village groups.

Because of its excellent water quality and never-ending flow, until 2021, when almost every household has access to tap water, it will still be the source of drinking water for many people.

In other words, tap water is only used for daily use such as bathing and washing clothes.

The water from the patio is used for cooking and tea in the kitchen.

Therefore, even in 2021, most households fetch water by picking, or hauling buckets of water with small tricycles.

No one dares to occupy the public well privately.

In the early morning of the second day in October, Fang Nian was on his way to fetch water from the courtyard.

There are three or four neighbors who have the same plan. Maoba is so big, you can't see it when you look up, but you can see it when you look down.

"Hey, why did the third sister-in-law ask you to come out to fetch water?"

Fang Nian smiled and said, "Sixth Aunt, I am stronger than my mother."

"I heard that you can earn a lot of money now, why do you still do this kind of physical work?"

"..."

Fang Nian agreed with a smile.

He thought to himself, "Ms. Lin Feng should be allowed to carry the water."

Because, this is what Lin Feng wanted.

Didn't expect it to start so early in the morning...

…Most of the houses in the large area of ​​Maoba are located on the ground in front of the door, that is, the road.

It's not a road, basically no traffic, and it's a yard without walls.

Usually, when eating, only Fang Nian and Fang Xin like to eat on the porch or the ground outside the house with bowls.

Today Lin Feng brought out a bowl for the first time.

During a meal, I met three groups of people passing by and chatting.

"Lin Feng, I heard that your son will earn money while still in school?"

The first group of people was the one that Lin Feng wanted to meet the most, a middle-aged woman whose eldest son in the village had passed the second degree.

Lin Feng nodded reservedly, but said nothing.

The woman said: "Let me tell you, you have to study hard. You are already in the third year of high school. Hurry up. Earning money is not considered earning money. By the way, how is your son's grades now? Is there any hope of going to college?"

Lin Feng's face became more and more reserved, and he seemed a little quiet: "Not very good, this time I got the second grade in the exam."

Upon hearing this, the woman pursed her lips in disdain.

"The second grade in No. 500 Middle School is really not good. My Erhabao is in the top [-] of No. [-] Middle School. I have passed more than [-] in the county unified mock exam this time, which is only [-] to [-] points away from the main line this year. , where is your son?"

"Not much, 535, one point more than the original, really not good." Lin Feng casually typed.

Hearing this, the woman opened her mouth, then said with a half-smile.

"Lin Feng, you really gave birth to a good son, a natural seedling of a key university!"

"..."

Originally, Lin Feng ate quickly, but this breakfast took half an hour.

Compliments come and go.

"Lin Feng, my little girl is also in No. [-] Middle School. I heard that your family handed in the math paper in just [-] minutes for the Fangnian exam, and got full marks!"

"Lin Feng, tell me more about your son, let him work hard, get into Peking University or something!"

"..."

Every time at this time, Mr. Lin Feng first said a few words in agreement, and then laughed unabashedly.