The heavens set sail from the courtyard

After Fang Yifan returned from Fujian, he became curious about the poor people in China. He usually used the game time outside of study to search for information on the Internet.

I don't know if I don't check it, I'm shocked when I check it.

According to authoritative media surveys, domestic monthly income is less than 1000 yuan, accounting for 38% of the total population, 5.6 million people.

The monthly income is between 1000 yuan and 2000 yuan, accounting for 23%, 3.1 million people.

The monthly income is between 2000-5000, accounting for 27%, 3.8 million people.

In other words, 90% of people in China have an income of less than 5000 yuan.

After seeing these data, Fang Yifan realized that the life he usually lived was something that most people would never dare to think about.

The tutoring fee for a single class may be a month's net income.

Therefore, Fang Yifan cherishes the time for making up lessons these days and never dares to skip work. He always feels that he is wasting the money for making up lessons and is simply unconscionable.

At the same time, he also thought of what his father once said to him.

"My dad once asked me, what do I want to do in the future and what can I do?" Fang Yifan said to Qiao Yingzi with a serious face:
"I thought about it for several days before I realized that I have no talents. I really don't know what I can do in the future? Yingzi, what do you want to do in the future?"

Qiao Yingzi lowered his head and thought for a while, then said: "I have already thought about it. In the future, I want to study astronomy. I am interested in the stars and the sea."

Fang Yifan smiled bitterly and said: "You have already had your goals. Wang Yidi wants to get into Nortel and Tao Zi wants to go to medical school. It turns out that I am the only one who has always been confused and doesn't know what to do."

Seeing Fang Yifan's despondency, Qiao Yingzi suddenly felt distressed and comforted him: "Don't say that. You are only a sophomore in high school after all. It's normal to have no goals."

"Are you not older than me?" Fang Yifan said speechlessly.

"We are different." Qiao Yingzi said: "Uncle Fang and the others have never made any demands on you."

Fang Yifan nodded and said: "Looking back now, my childhood was happier than anyone else's. No wonder my father often said that he protected me too well."

Qiao Yingzi didn't know how to comfort Fang Yifan.

"My dad took me to Fujian this time and visited many poor areas. I saw children younger than me shouldering the burden of the family, and I felt so panicked!" Fang Yifan said sadly.

"Do you want to help those children?" Qiao Yingzi asked.

"I want to help them? But I also know that I can't help them." Fang Yifan sighed:
"Later I asked my dad, and he said that the only thing I can do now is study hard, succeed in my studies, and give back to society."

Qiao Yingzi suddenly said: "No wonder you came back from Fujian and studied a lot more seriously."

Fang Yifan's changes during this period are obvious to all. Not only has his attitude towards learning changed drastically, but his personality has also changed.

In the past, Fang Yifan was laughing and joking all day long and had no interest in anything other than reading comics and playing games.

In the past few days, Fang Yifan has actually watched Xinwen Lianbo. Sometimes he also spends his spare time studying to follow social news online.

"My dad once said, let me find the direction for the future first, and then work hard for it." Fang Yifan said seriously:
"I have been thinking about it for a long time these days, but I really can't think of what I am good at or what I want to do in the future, until Auntie Xiaomeng said that I might have absolute pitch."

"If I really have a perfect sense of pitch, I will be very suitable for learning vocal music. Then I will have a great chance of becoming a star in the future."

Qiao Yingzi added: "Celebrities are well-known and have great influence, so you want to use the power of stars to change those poor areas."

Fang Yifan smiled and said: "Do you know Principal Gu? He just became famous and made money, and then went to many poor areas to do Hope Projects and build schools. I want to be a star like him in the future."

"You have a big heart." Qiao Yingzi laughed and scolded: "Do you have a handsome Gu principal?"

Fang Yifan said angrily: "I am the recognized school boy in our grade!"

"Bah!" Qiao Yingzi said disdainfully: "The school lord of our grade is Ji Yangyang, what does it have to do with you?"

Fang Yifan said excitedly: "Who is Ji Yangyang? He has some bad money!"

Qiao Yingzi couldn't stand Fang Yifan's arrogance and mocked: "Ji Yangyang is much more handsome than you. Many girls in the class have a crush on him. Even Tao Zi likes him!"

"What, Tao Zi likes Ji Yangyang." Fang Yifan yelled strangely.

Qiao Yingzi realized that she had made a mistake and quickly covered her mouth.

Everyone knows that Fang Yifan likes Huang Zhitao, but Huang Zhitao likes Ji Yangyang, only a few of their best friends know.

"Why does Tao Zi like Ji Yangyang? No, I'll ask her." Fang Yifan couldn't sit still and wanted to go to Huang Zhitao to ask.

"I'm talking nonsense, don't go to Tao Zi." Qiao Yingzi pulled Fang Yifan and said.While the two were tugging, Song Qian and Tong Wenjie walked into the room. When they saw the two children tugging, their faces turned dark.

"If you don't study hard, what are you going to do?" Song Qian immediately said unhappy.

When Qiao Yingzi saw her mother getting angry, she immediately let go of Fang Yifan.

"Mom, Fang Yifan and I were playing around."

"Why are you playing?" Song Qian said displeased: "What time of the year is it? It's less than a year before the college entrance examination, and you still have fun."

In front of Song Qian, Qiao Yingzi was like a quail, with no self at all.

Song Qian rolled her eyes and Qiao Yingzi was as silent as a cicada.

It happened that Song Qian saw the half bag of potato chips left on the desk and immediately accused her daughter:
"Yingzi, didn't I tell you not to eat these junk foods? You have a sensitive trachea and cough when you eat potato chips. It will affect your studies!"

Qiao Yingzi trembled and quickly explained: "Mom, I didn't eat it. Fang Yifan ate the potato chips."

Fang Yifan was also a loyal person and immediately said: "Aunt Song, I ate all these potato chips, Yingzi didn't eat any."

Song Qian's face looked better, but she still said to Qiao Yingzi: "Yingzi, I am doing this for your own good. If you want to eat potato chips, I will fry them for you at home. The potato chips outside are full of MSG seasoning. "

Qiao Yingzi lowered her head and said solemnly: "I understand."

When Tong Wenjie saw her best friend scolding her daughter, she always felt that she had to show her kindness, so she said to her son Fang Yifan: "You should also eat less potato chips for me in the future."

Fang Yifan was not afraid of his mother. He laughed and said, "Mom, I only eat a little occasionally."

Tong Wenjie rolled her eyes at her son and said, "Did your Uncle Qiao say when he would take you to test that absolute pitch?"

Fang Yifan said honestly: "Wait until Uncle Qiao's friend returns to the capital!"

"I'll go with you then and find out what this absolute sound is." Tong Wenjie said worriedly.

"Don't." Fang Yifan said nervously: "As long as Uncle Qiao is here, you don't need to make a trip!"

Tong Wenjie knew her son so well that he knew exactly what he was going to do when he stuck his butt out.

"Are you hiding something from me?" Tong Wenjie asked curiously.

"No!" Fang Yifan said with a guilty conscience.

Qiao Weidong warned Tong Wenjie and Song Qian not to let Xiao Meng help.

Fang Yifan also knew that Song Qian had a problem with Xiao Meng. If they found out, his art exam would definitely be over.

"Mom, you are usually so busy at work, so don't bother you with such a small thing. When my dad comes back, let him accompany me!" Fang Yifan's mind was spinning fast and he quickly thought of an excuse.

Tong Wenjie couldn't help but feel warm in her heart when she saw that her son was actually caring for her.

"Fanfan is really sensible when he comes back from Fujian. Now he knows that he feels sorry for his mother." Song Qian said with a smile.

Tong Wenjie said modestly: "Whenever Fang Yifan can be half as sensible as Yingzi, that would be great."

Fang Yifan was disapproving when he heard this. Qiao Yingzi just obeyed her mother on the surface, but secretly, the more Song Qian didn't let her do something, the more she wanted to do it!
How sensible!

"Fang Yifan, hurry up and pack your schoolbags. Let's go home. Your dad will bring your cousin back in two days and we will pick him up at the airport together."

Fang Yifan said happily: "Has my dad set a time to come back?"

Tong Wenjie smiled and said, "Your cousin's transfer to another school is almost done. Their air tickets have been bought."

"Great." Fang Yifan said happily.

Tong Wenjie warned: "Your cousin will live with us from now on, and you have to take care of him, do you hear me?"

"I heard it. You've been saying it every day these days, and my ears are almost getting calloused." Fang Yifan imitated Tong Wenjie's tone and said in a funny way:
"Your cousin just lost his mother, and his father doesn't want him. If we don't care about him anymore, who will care about him?"

Tong Wenjie became angry and raised her hand to teach her son: "Fang Yifan, you are going to die! How dare you imitate me?"

Fang Yifan moved quickly to avoid his mother's "poisonous hand" and quickly ran out of the room with his schoolbag.

The mother and son were playing and fighting all the way, which was quite lively, and Qiao Yingzi was filled with envy.