Pastoral Trifles: The Poor Girl Turns Over

Chapter 487: Zixia Married 1
"Maybe you can't hear this voice in the capital!" Song Fanhua sighed, and turned to look at Cheng Huan, "No matter what my mother's identity is, it has nothing to do with me. have you!"

"But you have a better future in Beijing, maybe you don't have to study so hard!" Cheng Huan asked in a low voice, with a deep sweetness flowing in his heart.

"I study because I like it, never to be a high-ranking official, and after seeing Sima Fu and Baicheng County Magistrate, I don't like officialdom even more. Cheng Huan, I am very simple and not so thoughtful. With self-knowledge, according to my temperament, it is not suitable for officialdom!"

　  "Brother Fanhua, I didn't expect you to think so! Then what are your plans for the future?" Cheng Huan looked at Song Fanhua gently. He was somewhat similar to her in this regard. She didn't value money very much, but just liked the feeling of struggle. .

"I only know how to read. Although I am interested in things in the shopping malls, they are not that kind of material. I think that when I meet my mother, I will go back to the county school to become a teacher after I get a job exam, and teach students well. Maybe one day I can also be the principal, and then I will plant a red leaf forest like this in the county school!"

"Okay, how many trees do you want to buy by then, I'll get you money!" Cheng Huan said with a smile.

Song Fanhua was not angry, and smiled with red lips: "When the time comes, all the meals in our school will be served with rice noodles!"

"Haha, yes, it's a deal!" Cheng Huan also joked, and with Song Fanhua's words, all the dark clouds in his heart dissipated.

It was cold, and the two of them looked at the red leaves for a while and then walked back. There were no heavy thoughts in their hearts, and they naturally chatted with joy and laughter all the way. When they reached the door of the house, Song Fanhua's fair face was already red from the cold. As if shy.

Cheng Huan reached out and touched his cheek, it was cold, Song Fanhua smiled, "You are cold too, go in! I'm going to find Brother Cheng He!"

"You don't go in!" Cheng Huan said in surprise, she was still thinking that Song Fanhua was quite open-minded, so she was overwhelmed!

Song Fanhua smiled, stroked Cheng Huan's black hair, and gently put her hairband back, "I'm kidding, how could I really live in the same room with you!"

Cheng Huan's glazed eyes fell quietly on Song Fanhua's body, and the two of them met, and they knew what was on their minds without saying anything, and they looked at each other and smiled without saying a word.

"Then be careful!" Cheng Huan instructed, then turned around and opened the door to walk into the house.

Song Fanhua stood at the door, watched her stepping in, and saw her enter the room, then turned and left.

The next day, the class continued. Naturally, the situation was the same as yesterday, but the etiquette class still had to be studied hard. Cheng Huan had never been trained like this before. The angle of squatting and the posture were all particular. When to salute and when to do it Ordinary etiquette pays more attention to it.

Cheng Huan thought he had a good head, but he was overwhelmed by these etiquettes. Finally, after suffering, it came to the day when Mrs. Liu got married.

Cheng Huan didn't want to participate, but he didn't think that the master was thick-skinned and asked all the students to go to Hexi, but Cheng Huan had no choice but to go to Liu's residence together.

When they arrived at Liu's Mansion, Song Fanhua was dragged by his classmates to see the groom. Cheng Huan wanted to follow him in, but when he heard at the door that he was going to help him change clothes, he found a reason not to go in.

(End of this chapter)