Chapter 157 Xu Qingzhi, your grandfather is here to pick you up
Zhoucheng.
Xia Weiwei has locked herself in her room these days, thinking hard. She thought she would be like before, having difficulty making songs and not being able to release a song for half a year.
Unexpectedly, after eating the vegetables sent by Qingzhi, her clogged head became smoother, and inspiration came to her. As soon as she finished the song, she sent it to Qingzhi, and her name was "Fu".
Wang Farm' four words.
Since we want to promote the farm, directly using the name of the farm as the song title will definitely achieve the best publicity effect.
Xu Qingzhi also saw the message from Xia Weiwei immediately, but she was shopping, so he replied that he would reply to her after he was busy.
Today is the day that Xu Zijun goes back to school, and there is also a parent-teacher meeting.
The clothes Xu Fuqiang wore were the new clothes Xu Qingzhi bought last time, and he wouldn't even bear to wear them when working at home.
The shoes he wore when working in the fields were already in disrepair, and Xu Fuqiang was reluctant to buy new shoes.
No, Xu Zijun was going to hold a parent-teacher meeting, so Xu Fuqiang agreed to buy a new pair of leather shoes.
Putting on new shoes, Xu Fuqiang said with an honest smile: "I'd better dress decently, so as not to embarrass our son."
Wang Yanmei looked up and down, smiled and said to the two children: "Look at your dad, he seems to be still young."
Xu Fuqiang looked embarrassed, "What are you talking about? I will turn fifty this year, so I am still young."
Xu Qingzhi followed her mother's words and boasted, "Dad looks at least twenty years younger."
Xu Fuqiang had a slight smile on his lips, but he was actually happy.
Because Xu Fuqiang is eight years older than Wang Yanmei, and he looks older due to his years of hard work.
When Xu Qingzhi was in the sixth grade of elementary school, her father came to pick her up on a motorcycle and stood outside the classroom door. A classmate ran in from outside the classroom door and shouted to her: "Xu Qingzhi, your grandfather is here to pick you up."
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Her dad also heard it.
Xu Qingzhi was particularly embarrassed. When she saw her father's khaki face standing at the door, she was so ashamed that she didn't even have the courage to retort, "He is my father." She just buried her head low.
There was a boy in the class whose father was tall and handsome. He would come to pick him up every Friday. Xu Qingzhi was envious at that time.
Her father only comes to pick her up after each semester when he needs to move things out of the dormitory.
When I have few things, I ride a motorcycle.
When there are a lot of things, he drives a tricycle. Every time Xu Qingzhi gets on the back of the tricycle, he lowers his head for fear of meeting his classmates.
Xu Zijun also encountered this 'grandpa' embarrassment.
Xu Fuqiang didn't say anything on the surface. Later, when he was in his forties, he met an old man who said that he looked sixty years old. When Xu Fuqiang was eating at home, he was so angry that he said that the old man was spitting feces from his mouth.
He can’t speak!
Only then did Xu Qingzhi realize that it turned out that her father cared.
He cares about being called old by others, cares about his children finding it embarrassing for him to pick up and drop off from school, and cares about the fact that he is not rich enough to dress well and give his children dignity...
But there is no way, he wants to make money and save money, and let his children study. Children in small mountain villages can only change their destiny by studying.
So even if others say that your eldest daughter is so ignorant of a baby girl, why should you send her to a big city to study? Just finish high school and find someone in the village to marry and have a baby. When you get old, you can still be in your family.
How nice it would be to have the elderly by your side.
Xu Fuqiang scolded someone, "How do you send your baby girl to college? My family just doesn't know how to do it.
The man raised his eyebrows and said with a look of contempt, "How can your family's conditions be the same as mine?
Xu Qingzhi was on summer vacation during his freshman year. Because the learning environment at the university was loose, he liked to watch dramas and variety shows when he didn't have classes for a while.
Her parents never let her work during the winter and summer vacations, as they felt uneasy about her being a girl.
Just because he heard what that person said, Xu Qingzhi remembered it deeply in his heart. From then on, even during the holidays, he would memorize English words to prepare for CET-4 and CET-6.
Later, someone asked her to sign a contract with a company to act, and she agreed, thinking that it would reduce the financial pressure on her family, and entered the entertainment industry.
If I could go back to my childhood...
She thought she would be braver.
Twelve-year-old Xu Qingzhi can also loudly tell that classmate: "This is my dad!"
He is the best father to me.
Those children who have no parents to pick them up even during the summer and winter vacations have to carry their quilts and mats, carry big schoolbags, and take a very crowded bus home. After getting off the bus, they have to walk several kilometers of mountain roads to get home.<
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And her father would come to pick her up every time during winter or summer vacation, every time.
She envied the tall and handsome father of her male classmate. She never knew how many classmates looked at her with her head lowered behind the tricycle and felt envious in their hearts.
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At this time, the shopping guide brought the receipt for buying shoes and handed it to Xu Qingzhi: "Ms. Xu, please take the receipt. Do you still want the pair of...shoes on the floor?"
"Yes, of course." Xu Fuqiang was reluctant to give up. Although he looked shabby, he was dressed appropriately for working in the fields.
Wang Yanmei frowned and pulled off her man's sleeve, feeling that it would be embarrassing to take away the shoes, "Forget it, I don't want them anymore, I'll buy new ones later."
The shopping guide here politely handed over a bag.
Xu Qingzhi put the shoes in with a normal expression, "Dad, let's go."
After walking out of the store, Wang Yanmei was still mumbling: "These shoes are worn out. Don't take them anymore. I'll buy new ones next time."
Xu Fu said firmly: "I can't bear to take off my new shoes."
Xu Qingzhi carried the bag containing shoes, "Mom, just keep it. Dad can wear it if he wants to. If he doesn't wear it anymore, it's okay to throw it away later."
After getting in the car, Xu Fuqiang drove, and Xu Qingzhi put his shoes on the back seat.
The car drove all the way into the campus of Meicheng No. 1 Middle School.
When getting off the bus, Xu Zijun happened to bump into his classmate.
A tall boy, his father next to him is even taller, wearing silver-rimmed glasses, and has an outstanding temperament.
"Zijun, is this your... uncle? Your dad didn't come to the parent-teacher meeting."
He remembered that Xu Zijun's family was very poor, so how could they afford to drive a BMW?
Also, when his father came to the parent-teacher conference last time, he looked as thin as a mouse, and the skin on his face was dark and dry, and he didn't look like the person in front of him.
Xu Zijun frowned and said displeased: "What are you talking about? This is my dad!"
"Oh, hahaha, I don't look like you did before. I thought you were afraid of losing face and calling others to hold a parent-teacher meeting." The boy said without hesitation, patting Xu Zijun on the shoulder: "Your cucumbers are quite delicious.
, did you bring it with you this time?"
Xu Zijun shrugged his shoulders, shook his hand away, and said unhappily: "I won't give it to you to eat even if I take it."
"Hey, don't be so stingy."
Xu Zijun: "No."
"Please."
Wang Yanmei had a smile on her face and was about to persuade Zijun. It was just a cucumber and she brought a lot anyway.
Haven't spoken yet.
The middle-aged man with silver-rimmed glasses standing next to him frowned and educated him with a condescending attitude: "When have you ever been short of food at home? You even ask others to eat cucumbers. Let's go and hold a parent-teacher meeting. Give me less."
Shameful."
The look on the boy's face suddenly turned away. He was afraid of his dad, and he had been since he was a child. So he didn't even dare to say a word and followed his dad away.