Xiaojiao, the god of learning, is really hard to follow

Chapter 202 I'm Serious
Yan Mumu was stunned for a few seconds.

Although he didn't understand Fu Qingyuan's words, he went into the kitchen and closed the sliding door for soundproofing.
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Grandpa, Xie Zhi and I are not together, so you can say anything.

As soon as the news was sent out, Fu Qingyuan called.

Perhaps because of a guilty conscience, Yan Mumu's voice was much lower, for fear of being heard by Xie Zhi, she asked cautiously: "Grandpa, is there anything that is inconvenient for you to tell Xie Zhi, you can tell me, I will keep it secret of."

"Mumu, my old man really thank you, thank you so much."

Fu Qingyuan's voice trembled with excitement, but his sudden thank you made Yan Mumu a little confused.

Not sure why.

She quickly denied it, and she didn't dare to accept Fu Qingyuan's thanks because of the politeness of the juniors.

"No, no, grandpa..." Before finishing speaking, Fu Qingyuan interrupted: "Mumu, I'm serious, grandpa really...Thank you..."

He didn't listen to Xie Zhi's words and waited until Nanqing to look at the thing.

When I went downstairs, I opened it.

It was the test paper of Xie Zhi's latest monthly exam.

Fu Qingyuan lowered his head and carefully read Xie Zhi's test paper, feeling sour in his chest.

The hands holding the horns trembled slightly.

until the last page...

header.

Six large characters stand out on it.

Grandpa, I'm serious.

On the entire test paper, the boy's handwriting was noisy and reckless, and the handwriting was scribbled and scribbled.

Fu Qingyuan knew that Xie Zhi loved cursive script since he was a child, just like him, he has a wild personality but is extremely beautiful.

But only those six characters... are written stroke by stroke, neatly...

see this sentence.

Fu Qingyuan's tears fell on the scroll.

Like a treasure, Fu Qingyuan immediately wiped the test paper, fearing that tears would wet and blur the unruly words of the young man.

Sheng Yan at the side handed over a tissue, and gently patted Fu Qingyuan on the back to comfort him: "Grandpa, this is a good thing, we should be happy."

"Yeah..." Fu Qingyuan looked up at the sky, his voice was a little far away, but also full of hope, as if a baby who had been away for a long time had suddenly returned: "Xiao Yan, do you think that Xiaozhi from childhood has returned? , does he not hate me like his mother..."

"It must be, Grandpa, Xiao Zhi never hated you, he was just young and didn't think about it.

Now that he has figured it out, everything will slowly get better. "

"Thank you, Mumu."

Sheng Yan nodded slightly without denying it, Xie Zhi's changes were inseparable from the existence of Yan Mumu.

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Fu Qingyuan wanted to explain to Yan Mumu, with some selfish hope that she could be more tolerant and tolerant of his grandson who was about to return successfully.

"Mumu, Xiaozhi has a somewhat insecure personality because of his family since he was a child, and sometimes he is quite irritable, but he... really cares about you.

He is alone in Nanqing, can grandpa ask you to take care of his emotions? "

Yan Mumu shook his head and explained: "No, Grandpa, he usually takes good care of me. He takes care of me more than I take care of him. It should be my parents who called you to thank Zhi for taking care of me."

"Mumu, today... grandpa wants to tell you something from his heart... something about Xiaozhi's parents.

He didn't like being brought up about it, but it was also a thorn in his heart.

I think... except you, maybe no one can let Xiaozhi pull that thorn out of his heart..."

Fu Qingyuan slowly and unreservedly told Yan Mumu what happened back then in every detail.

After listening to everything, Yan Mumu's eyes couldn't help getting moist, and she also had a look of astonishment.

After waiting for half a minute, he opened the kitchen door.

As the sliding door opened, a slender figure slowly appeared in front of my eyes...

　Thank you baby [Qingqing] for the reward of 100 book coins~
　　ps: There has been a lot of drama recently.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)