Ding, your little fool is online

"What's the matter, Grandma Fang?" Yuan Xing hurried into the house.

Fang Qiuyue nodded at him, just as a greeting, and continued to say to the person opposite: "Let me tell you, don't keep filling my place with people. I have excellent interns here, and you can't advertise. Don't get your mind on me..."

The little old lady in her 60s was so angry that she almost had a heart attack. She hung up the phone angrily and sat down to take medicine and drink water, muttering, "I'm so mad, old lady, so mad."

Only then did Yuan Xing have a chance to interject: "What happened, grandma?"

Fang Qiuyue put down the glass in her hand, knocked the bottom of the glass against the table, she waved at Yuan Xing: "It's fine, you shouldn't worry about it, you can go to the fourth floor to find Chen Xing, she is waiting for you there."

"Oh." Yuan Xing obediently responded, it seems that it is not suitable to chat with Grandma Fang now.

Five years have passed, and Chen Xing, the little sister back then, has already married and became a mother. Today, she even brought her two-year-old baby with her.

The little baby seemed to like Yuan Xing very much, babbled and stretched out two chubby hands to Yuan Xing, and vaguely said that he wanted to hug his good-looking brother.

"What's your name, Miss Chen?" Yuan Xing picked up the little baby and pinched her face.

"Chu Manman, you can call her Maodaner." Chen Xing covered her mouth and smiled, "I was born on the same day as my cat."

"That's not okay." Yuan Xing rubbed his face against Chu Yue's little cheek, then hugged and shook her, "You can't call that Little Princess Manman like that, don't you think so?"

Chu Manman grinned his half-grown teeth, winked and smiled at Yuan Xing.

"You are quite attractive to children. It's the right job to do this." Chen Xing took Chu Yue and said to Yuan Xing, "Oh, I just didn't expect that you would graduate so soon. When you came to my place , I always feel that you are only a teenager."

Yuan Xing scratched his head: "I was already 22 at that time, not a teenager."

"Looks alike." Chen Xing said, she whispered close to Yuan Xing's ear, raised her eyebrows, "Oh, Yuan Xing, you and your Mr. Happy? Huh?"

Yuan Xing pursed his lips and nodded embarrassedly.

"Okay." Chen Xing patted Yuan Xing's shoulder with the free hand, "But the current road is not easy to walk, but you don't have to worry, there are us, don't worry about other people's eyes, you Just have a good time with Mr. Happy."

At the beginning, Yuan Xing didn't understand anything, he just liked his Mr. Happy, and he had to hold hands when he went out.

Now that Yuan Xing has been recovering for so long, he already understands what is there and what is not.But knowing the world but not the world, he came out generously at the beginning of school, and he can still openly hold Wang Yuyang's hand when he is out, telling others that the person next to him is his husband and his lover.

It can also be said that after experiencing so much with Wang Jianyang, he doesn't care about those.

Yuan Xing just nodded, thinking of Fang Qiuyue just now, he couldn't help asking: "Sister Chen, what happened to Grandma Fang? Why was she arguing with others when I came here?"

"Hey." Chen Xing shook Chu Yue in her arms, "You also know about our cooperation with the Foundation."

"These foundations are good and bad. Some of them have been working hard to do charity and think about children. Some are making money in the name of charity. After the cooperation, the management is full of people, and the grassroots is also full of people."

As Chen Xing spoke, she became emotional: "I don't know what bullshit decisions the management made. The grassroots interns don't know how to fart. They don't have patience with children. They don't care if they are crying or hungry. What do you say? Is it a human being?"

Yuan Xing nodded, expressing his agreement, it is indeed not a human being.

"But the contract has been signed, we can't say anything, we can only cooperate. But later they want to use the child to advertise and sell things to make money. Your grandma definitely disagrees, and the other party keeps calling him to bother him. "

"These people are so annoying, they're so annoying." Chen Xing said disdainfully.

Yuan Xing lowered his eyes, thinking about something, and was about to raise his head to speak, when there was a knock on the door

Chen Xing hurriedly opened the door and brought in the people outside.

She whispered, "Yuan Xing is here, I'll tell you later."

It was a family of three. The parents led a boy who was as tall as Yuan Xing. The parents said he was 13 years old, but his mind was only four years old.

He held a picture book of a storybook tightly in his arms, the cover was crumpled and the pages were crumpled.

Yuan Xing felt familiar after just one glance. He squinted his eyes and took a closer look. It turned out to be the book he packaged when he was doing part-time work at the Fengguang Foundation a few years ago.

When the boy's parents explained the situation to Chen Xing, Yuan Xing leaned over to talk to the child.

The boy's situation is not as serious as other children. At least he is willing to talk to others, but he doesn't talk much. He answers what Yuanxing asks, and each answer is a few words.

After Yuan Xing had a general understanding of the situation, he brought the topic to the book in his arms.

"I'll tell you a secret quietly, will you listen?" Yuan Xing approached, pointing at the storybook, "I put this book in by myself. Is there a little rabbit on that bag?"

The boy froze for a moment, then said slowly, "It's brother, did you give it to me?"

It seems that it is not impossible to say that it was sent by Yuan Xing.

"Probably." Yuan Xing patted his head, thinking about giving him a real gift tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.

Hearing this, the boy clapped his hands happily, then reached out and hugged Yuan Xing, and said, "Then I too, give brother one, one Luwu."

Because of mental reasons, he speaks not only slowly but also full of typos.

When Yuan Xing worked part-time in college, he used to do some psychological counseling work for people with too much psychological pressure, or dealt with mild depression patients.

Most of these children are unwilling to communicate with others, and they can’t speak a few words all day long, so it is difficult for you to gain their trust, but Yuan Xing seems to be quite lucky, and the children he meets are also very destined, so just open the storybook open heart.

Yuan Xing touched the back of his head and couldn't help smiling.

The boy's parents took the child away, and the other party said that they would bring the child back next week. After explaining to Yuan Xing for a while, Chen Xing also left with the child.

It seemed that there was nothing to do in the morning, so Yuan Xing wandered downstairs again to see if Fang Qiuyue was busy now, after all, he hadn't been able to talk just now.

Unexpectedly, Fang Qiuyue was still on the phone, and this time she was even more angry than before.

Seeing Yuan Xing coming, she angrily stuffed the phone into Yuan Xing's hand: "Yuan Xing, if you tell him, you can't make sense of this person."

"Ah?" Yuan Xing, who was still out of the situation, took the phone, "What did I say, Grandma Fang?"

Fang Qiuyue: "Call him for it!"

Yuan Xing looked at Fang Qiuyue who was on the verge of going berserk with a smirk, bowed his head and politely said to the person on the other end of the phone: "Hi, hello, please tell me what you need."

The room was quiet for a while, and the white curtains hanging in front of the window were blown again by the wind. Fang Qiuyue's glass was filled with red dates, exactly the same as it was five years ago.

Yuan Xing frowned when the other party was talking loudly on the phone.

After the other party shut up, Yuan Xing said seriously: "Okay, I have understood your purpose, but I think you must also understand our attitude."

"These children need to be taken seriously, they are not your tools for profit."

"The meaning of the existence of the rehabilitation center is to help them return to normal life, so what we need are professional and excellent talents. Your nepotism will only ruin this place and these children."

There is no shortage of immoral profiteers in any era. In ancient times, they burned, killed and looted, and now they are doing everything.

Five years ago, Yuan Xing wrote down his wish on the yellow cardboard that Fang Qiuyue gave him. Since then, this rehabilitation center is like the pure land in Yuan Xing's heart, which cannot be violated.

For so long, he has worked hard to study for high school and college entrance examination, and has been working hard for it. Now it is finally time for him to show his strength. How can he tolerate these things to destroy this wish.

Yuan Xing's heart was full of excitement, but what he said was unusually calm: "Our cooperation can continue, but for the sake of the children, we will replace some unqualified and incompetent interns, please don't continue to give Fang The dean called. Again and again, never again, before being a human being, you must first learn to be a human being."

After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone, and the white curtains that had been flying all the time fell down.

"Okay, Grandma Fang." Yuan Xing returned the phone to Fang Qiuyue, "They probably won't call again."

"If you call again, you will hang up." Yuan Xing said, "I think the buildings and gardens they helped build are not bad, but their character is really not good."

Fang Qiuyue was amused by his words, the creases on her face were smiling, she took the phone: "Yuan Xing is really good now, he is really an adult."

"Oh no." Yuan Xing scratched his head, "It was all taught by Grandma Fang at that time."

"Poor mouth." Fang Qiuyue stretched out her hand and hit him.

Yuan Xing didn't dodge either, he just stood there and smiled.

The two exchanged pleasantries for a while, and the topics mostly revolved around Yuan Xing, Yuan Xing's going to college, Yuan Xing's graduation soon, and what Yuan Xing wanted to do in the future.

Fang Qiuyue was going to see the children at the back, and Yuan Xing followed suit after a few glances and then went home.

The defense notice has already come down. The first defense is on June [-]st, which is Yuan Xing's birthday unfortunately. Yuan Xing is unfortunately the first to go to defend.

He didn't bring his computer back, so he went to use the phone in the study.

Halfway through the ppt, Yuan Xing opened up the search engine to check the information. As soon as he clicked the mouse, a bunch of search records popped up.

What are "what are the conditions for starting a hospital", "conditions for an individual to start a hospital", "conditions for starting a psychological counseling center", "secondary psychological counselor" and "senior psychological counselor".

Yuan Xing was a little taken aback.

He obtained the third-level psychological counselor certificate in his senior year, and the remaining second-level needs to obtain a master's degree, and the advanced level requires a doctorate.

Most of Yuan Xing’s students were preparing for the postgraduate entrance examination or postgraduate entrance examination when they were in their junior year. Unless they crossed majors or went abroad, their domestic psychology is better than their universities.

Moreover, Yuan Xing's tutor happened to be a master's tutor, and at his level, he could have passed the exam if he was a senior.

But Yuan Xing has his own ideas. If he takes the exam when he is a senior, he will go to school to study in September this year. Psychology courses are not easy to learn, and he basically focuses on academics when he enters the school.

He wanted to take advantage of the six months after graduating from university to practice while taking the postgraduate entrance examination. If he studied at school, he had always been theoretical knowledge, which might not be conducive to his future work. This way he could not only accumulate some practical experience, but also deal with children in a good way.

This was something Yuan Xing himself should consider, but Wang Jianyang helped him search so much.

There is no other reason, but because of the wish that Yuanxing made in front of him five years ago.

"Yuan Xing wants to open a hospital and help children become happier."

A few days ago, Wang Yuyang was still joking with him about opening a hospital, and he even called it "Yuanxing's Hospital".

However, the conditions for opening a hospital are cumbersome and complicated, and it is difficult to manage if there is nothing to do with the above.To open a personal psychological counseling office, at least a second-level psychological counseling certificate is required, and Yuan Xing only has a primary certificate now.

"Hey." Yuan Xing let out a slight breath, and touched the search records on the screen with his fingers, feeling a little moved in his heart.

From getting to know Wang Yuyang to the present, Xiao Xingxing's Mr. Happy has helped him cut so many thorns and paved so many roads, so that he can walk smoothly on the road of growth.

You don't need any earth-shattering events to be moved, just picking a wild flower for you on the side of the road is enough.

At this moment, Wang Yuyang came back, and Yuan Xing hurriedly closed the webpage and went out to meet him.

"What are you eating, Mr. Happy?" He walked over and hugged Wang Yuyang.

"Just steam a meal." Wang Yuyang stroked his hair casually, "Want to go out to eat?"

"No." The head buried in Wang Yuyang's chest shook and shook, until his hair was messed up and he didn't look up.

"What's the matter?" Wang Yuyang asked, stroking his head.

Yuan Xing shook his head again, and said in a weak voice, "It's nothing."

"Are you acting like a baby, Xiao Yuanxing?" Hearing him bring out his oral habit, Wang Yuyang's voice couldn't help softening, "Tell me what happened? Did your supervisor ask you to revise your thesis again, or did you get a defense notice?"

"Neither." Yuan Xing said, raising his head, his eyes were slightly red.

Wang Yuyang was taken aback, and quickly reached out to wipe Yuan Xing's eyes: "What's going on?"

Yuan Xing was afraid that he would be worried, so he quickly grinned: "Mr. Happy, who has nothing, I just think I am so happy."

As he said that, he put his arms around Wang Yuyang's waist and tightened his arms, as if he wanted to embed himself in the other's arms: "That's right, that's...how should I put it..."

Not stuttering or hesitating.

It is probably the kind of overwhelming happiness that cannot be described or told.

It is indescribable by any words in the world.

Yuan Xing thought and thought, and had no choice but to hug Wang Yuyang tightly again, and rubbed his cheek against his chest, expressing it with his own actions.

Wang Yuyang just stood there, lowered his eyes, looked at his baby with love, and stroked his head again and again.

After hugging like this for a long time, Yuan Xing let go of Wang Yuyang, raised his head and said, "I'm hungry, Mr. Happy."

Wang Yuyang pinched his face: "Then I'll cook for the little pig."

Yuan Xing obediently replied "Yes" and followed.

There was tinkling and conversation in the kitchen, and petals of the surprise flower were falling.

Summer comes when the flowers fall, and another summer belonging to Little Xingxing and Mr. Happy has begun.

The author has something to say: It's not over yet!

Extra episode solicitation~

Ask the godmothers and aunts of Xingxing to speak up, otherwise the real mother will write casually~