Red envelope?

What is that...what does it mean to spend money on wedding celebrations during festivals?

Thinking of Fang Hong's identity as a copywriter, Cheng Liming did not ask in detail and said:

"Women need to make about ten taels of silver a year when practicing martial arts."

First, it is difficult for women to practice martial arts, and teaching requires more effort.

Secondly, women don’t teach much, and the corresponding fees are high.

"When the martial arts school opens, the teacher will send the students out." Cheng Liming looked at Fang Hong and said with a smile: "According to the convention, it is the best time to get the benefits of elders in the family to come forward."

Fang Hong was puzzled: "Why don't the students give it to you privately?"

"The martial arts school teachers are very smart, and they can't tell the students how their family is... But the elders at home come forward and the teachers look at them for a few times, and they know what they think. When facing students with backgrounds, they pay more attention and pay more attention to them."

"The elders at home are poorly dressed."

"Haha, it depends on your mood if you buy the money."

At this time.

Several men wearing green clothes and wolves with wolf heads on their chests came over, swaying with fierce eyes, Cheng Liming hurriedly pulled Fang Hong to stand aside: "It's the Qinglang Gang in the north of the county town, just hide some... This street is close to the eastern district, and the gangsters dare not cause trouble."

Just finished speaking.

The main entrance of the martial arts hall is open.

The students came out in a row, with about 300 people, like a galloping horse with joy.

Fang Hong looked up.

Each of them looked a little tired, and their faces were covered with sweat marks.

You must know.

The students of the martial arts school are divided into men and women. After school every day, the boys will go first.

Fang Hong has been picking up and dropping off to and from school for more than half a month. After waiting patiently for a while, he saw the well-behaved and familiar hairstyle, and greeted him with a smile.

Fang Yao and Fang Zhenzhen's martial arts school teacher are a female martial artist who is nearly thirty years old.

She looks wheat-colored, tall and average in appearance.

When the female teacher saw Fang Hong, her mouth raised and her eyes were kind.

She knew that the three brothers and sisters had no relatives.

He is very caring about Fang Yao and Fang Zhenzhen on weekdays.

Regarding this.

Fang Hong is very grateful.

A few days ago, he visited his home instead and planned to have a good chat.

As the elder brother of two girls, I have a serious discussion with this martial arts teacher about teaching and educating people, getting along with teachers and students, and managing students.

And how to prevent rebellion during adolescence and premature love.

At that time...

Before Fang Hong could explain his purpose...

She shouted, attracting a martial artist from the inner breath next door.

Fang Hong was helpless, and it was not a house robbery, which harmed people's lives.

Just a home visit.

As for being so excited?

I had to put down a bag of fresh fruit and leapt away.

Since... the home visit failed, I gave the red envelope. Fang Hong took out the silver and handed it over, preparing to show the Feiyun Academy ID card.

There is no need to hide it if you have a good identity on the surface.

Stabilizing development is not about living in the world, like a poor sewer rat.

However, when the female teacher saw the money, she waved her hand and refused: "Put it away, there is no need."

She thought she was a person with a bottom line and was very at ease to take advantage of other students.

But, what is the benefit of collecting the benefits of three brothers and sisters relying on each other for life?

I can't bear it.

Holding hot.

She couldn't do such a thing that went against her conscience.

Looking at her back, Fang Hong touched Yao'er's little head: "There are still many good people in the world."

Fang Yao hugged his arm and said happily: "What are you talking about by brother?"

"Go home and starve to death." Fang Zhenzhen shouted.

...

Until night.

In the courtyard.

The two little girls were obsessed with him.

It seems like offering treasures or seeking credit, and it is said that they are about to break through to the third level of the acquired world.

Fang Hong was stunned and overjoyed. He hugged the two little girls and smiled from ear to ear, just like the child getting full marks in the exam.

He was not so happy even if he broke through and became stronger.

He quickly praised him and planned to take some time to buy them dozens of new sets of clothes.

Fang Yao said in surprise: "That, that's too much."

Fang Zhenzhen was chewing a body-tempering pill in her mouth and shouted vaguely: "Brother Fang Hong, we have cotton coats and shoes for autumn and winter. They are all in the mansion and will be retrieved in a few days."

Hearing words.

Fang Hong's eyes moved slightly.

I almost forgot that Yao'er and Zhenzhen's slave family has not been eliminated yet... I will deal with it tomorrow.

At that time, I will come to the door and explain my purpose and take out the identity card of Feiyun Academy.

Beep ~

Student card!

I think... if IQ and EQ are not owed fees, the people in Shi's family will not deliberately make things difficult for them.

'but.'

‘The two little girls have not yet told about Feiyun Academy.’

Fang Hong was worried that Yao'er Zhenzhen learned that he was a martial arts genius, and she had no pressure, no sense of urgency, and no fighting spirit to fight and improve.

but.

Keeping it hidden is not a solution.

He decided to go to the Health Chai tomorrow.

I took out a few books explaining how parents educate their children, observed more, and learned from the scriptures.

"Why."

Fang Hong sighed.

It's the first time I'm a brother, I don't have much experience, so I'll take care of it.

...

the next day.

The morning light is like fog and the breeze is swaying, and the coolness is rising.

The Shi Mansion butler, wearing a black long gown, hurried to the entrance of the alley and knocked on the door with several maids whom Fang Yao and Fang Zhenzhen.

A maid whispered: "I remember that Cong'er and Min'er's brother were a copywriter."

The butler's face darkened: "Be careful! Those two are not maids, don't call them cheap names. Show me the most affectionate smiles. Do you dare to be disrespectful and be careful to get beaten when you go home."

They were silent and lowered their heads.

The little sister who gets along well on weekdays suddenly turned over? This is too outrageous.

"Say it again!"

"I heard it clearly!"

"The most intimate and enthusiastic smile!" The Shi Mansion Butler's voice was low and he emphasized again.
To be continued...