Chapter 118

The black car stopped at the door of the railway station. Fang Yan rolled down the window and looked around her. When she saw Fang Honghua standing at the gate of the railway station, she immediately reached out her hand to say hello to her.

"Flower mother!"

The cry of the adopted son passed through the crowd and passed into her ear. Fang Honghua looked at her in response to the voice. She saw Fang Yan lying in a car and waved to her. She felt a sigh of relief.

She didn't know any cars. She only knew that the Fangs' cars were black. Unexpectedly, after arriving here, the streets were full of black cars. They all looked the same. She looked for them for a long time, but she couldn't find out which was the Fangs' car.

Fang Yan didn't come, and Fang Honghua didn't dare to walk around, so she waited at the gate of the railway station with her bags of luggage. She was relieved to see him come.

The driver got out of the car and helped her put her luggage in the back-up compartment. Fang Honghua got on the car and held Fang Yan's soft hand. She felt that the car under her was moving and the scenery outside the window began to retrogress. Finally, she was relieved and relaxed.

"Flower mother, why did you come all of a sudden?" Fang Yan, half lying in her arms, asked curiously, "before you come, why don't you tell me that I haven't bought the house for you, and I'm not ready for it."

"It doesn't matter. I have money." Fang Honghua stopped, thinking of the high price that she felt on the train, she whispered, "it's just that I may need to borrow money from inkstone."

"Borrow money?"

Fang felt his pocket subconsciously.

He used to lend all his money to Gu Rong, but now the fresh food shop has opened, he has a lot of savings. If Hua's mother wants to borrow it, he can't take it out.

Thinking about the little golden pig who was going to leave him again, Fang Yan breathed a sigh of relief and said happily, "then all my money is lent to Hua Ma!"

"No No, I don't want your money now. " Fang Honghua waved her hand in a panic. She took a careful look at the driver in front of her. For fear of being heard by him, she lowered her voice more and more: "I mean, I'll keep it for you to go to college for 200000..."

When she said it, Fang Honghua was very nervous.

Although the fangs gave her the money to thank her for taking care of her inkstone in the previous ten years, in her heart, the money still did not belong to her, but to Fang Yan, which she kept for Fang Yan to go to university.

As a mother of her own, she could not give her son money. Instead, she would use the money from her adopted son. Fang Honghua was very ashamed.

Fang Yan has already forgotten all that 200000 yuan.

After thinking for a long time, he finally came to think of it. He also quietly reached Fang Honghua's ear and whispered, "that's also for the flower's mother."

In Fang Yan's mind, the money is not his.

He was relieved that he would no longer need to use the little vault in his pocket.

With his affirmative answer, Fang Honghua felt her bankbook in her arms, which finally relieved her heart.

With the 200000 yuan, she must be able to spend the time ahead quickly and stabilize in the capital. When she finds a place to live and find a job, she tries to save money and return the money to inkstone. It was the inkstone she had left for College - although she didn't need to worry about the money with the Fang family's financial resources, it was always safe to be prepared.

The car with two people staggering into the city, all the bustle is to let Fang Honghua's face surprise has not disappeared, when the car stopped at the door of Fang's villa, she could not even say a word.

Staring at the big villa in front of her, Fang Honghua didn't react until Fang Yan called her. She got off the car trembling.

She looked at Fang Yan and ran into it in a hurry. She quickly pulled him up and said anxiously, "inkstone, don't walk around here Here... "

She looked up and looked at the housekeeper who came out of the room. She lost all the power of speech for a moment.

She had met the housekeeper of the Fang family. When Fang's father and mother went to their village to pick up Fang inkstone, the housekeeper's contemptuous look left a deep impression on her. This is Fang Zheng's house?

Fang Honghua looks at the delicate villa in front of her. On one side of the yard, there are all kinds of beautiful flowers planted. On the other side, she is very familiar. Fang Yan also mentioned it to her on the phone, saying that it is a place to grow vegetables.

When she heard it, she naturally put it into her own yard. Every family in their village planted vegetables in their courtyard. Because of this, she just felt that the fangs were bigger than ordinary houses

But now look at the villa in front of her. The bricks on the walls have beautiful patterns, and even the details are exquisitely carved. The windows are bright and green vines are crawling all over the wall. The top is pointed. It is more beautiful than any house she has ever seen. It is a place where the gods live!

Fang Honghua's voice dropped. She took her adopted son's hand and hesitated to say, "inkstone, this Is this really your home

Fang Yan noticed her nervousness and immediately began to wonder: "flower mother, what's the matter with you? Come in. "Fang Honghua's head is blank.

She was dragged into the exquisite villa by her adopted son. The villa was not only beautiful in appearance, but also beautiful in it. It was so different from her own house that all her timidity seemed to have been born. At this time, it was rampant and engulfed her.

She was pulled by Fang Yan and sat down on the sofa in the living room.

This sofa is really soft. As soon as Fang Honghua sat on it, she felt as if she was sitting on a ball of cotton. As soon as her butt sank in, she stood up straight nervously, half frightened and half frightened, looking back at her head's sofa, which was not so soft!

"Flower mother?" Fang Yan took off her shoes and climbed onto the sofa. She found her tense appearance and reached out to pull her: "flower mother, you sit down."

Fang Honghua dare not sit.

She forced to bend the corner of her mouth to smile at her adopted son and sat down carefully.

When she looked up again, she noticed that there was a kind old lady sitting on the sofa on the other side. She had been too nervous to notice at all. Now she saw it. She was so scared that she had to stand up and say hello to her again.

"Don't stand, just sit." Granny Fang said kindly, "are you the adoptive mother of inkstone? We haven't met before. I often hear inkstone mention you. If you are new to the capital, if you are not used to it, tell us that you have taken care of the inkstone for such a long time, we haven't had time to thank you. "

Saffron murmured down.

Thank you.

If only they didn't hate her.

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