Chapter 396

Name:Ultimate Teacher Author:Liu Xia Hui
It's like the sound of a busy movie screen suddenly being turned off, Fang Yixing is still drinking, Zhao Chengxin is still smiling, Fang Hao is still chewing the bone in his mouth, Fang Yixin and Fang Yiling are still gossiping about family life -

but the sound on the dinner table suddenly stops, and there is a moment of peace.

Fang Yixing frowns slightly, and Fang Huwei's face is even darker.

Fang Huwei has little contact with this son-in-law, but the pride in his three sons-in-law's bones can be felt thousands of miles away.

He is a very traditional man in his heart, but he is quite open to his children's emotional problems. As long as you like it, I like it with you.

When my daughter first came to visit home with Zhou fan, she behaved well. The young man had a pretty face and smart manner. Although we always talk with pride, isn't that what young people should do?

Later, with the help of his father, Zhou fan became more and more senior, receiving more and more compliments, and his self-confidence expanded more and more. In front of outsiders, in front of their own families. This makes old man Fang Huwei unhappy.

Fang Huwei stared at Zhou fan with tiger eyes and said, "I think it's good to be a teacher, to teach and educate people. It is a great good thing to train talents for the country. Fang Yan's work doesn't bother you. "

Fang Huwei put down his chopsticks and said, "you can eat it. I'll go back to my room first. I'm too old to sit. "

I heard that my father was going back to the house. Fang Yixin and Fang Yiling hurriedly got up and pushed the old man back to the backyard.

When Zhou fan's proposal was opposed by his father-in-law, he felt a little unhappy and said, "it's not that I'm going to say that our father and he are against each other, and the thoughts of the older generation have to change too - what era do you think this is? It's really a good thing to teach and educate for the country. But you have to think about your children, don't you? "

"Fang Yan is not young, either? How much can a month's salary be for a teacher? How many years' salary can I buy a flat in Huacheng or Yanjing? No house - what about Fang Yan's love and marriage? Bring a girl to this village? When a girl comes to see the village so remote, she can't be scared away. "

"What's wrong with this village? Ordinary girls can't come in yet. " Zhao Chengxin sneers.

"Integrity, I didn't say that this village is bad - but now young girls are willing to live in the city. Who can stand the cold in this village? They live in this village for three or two days and feel fresh. If they live in this village for a year and a half, how can they drive people crazy? Even if Fang Yan takes her to work in Huacheng, he has to buy a house in Huacheng, doesn't he? "

"How do you know Fang Yan can't afford a house? Can't afford to be a teacher? " Fang Hao asked.

Fang Yan was worried that the three people were quarreling at the table. He quickly stood out to fight and raised his glass with a smile and said, "what I said is very reasonable, and I'm also thinking about it for my sake. Come on, I'd like to offer a toast to the three aunts."

Zhou fan raised his glass and touched Fang Yan's glass and said, "that is to say, I will treat you as my nephew, so I will tell you the truth. If I'm a kid from another family, do I have to say that? How do you think about what I said? Our bank will invest over 100 million yuan in Mingzhu to set up a financial service company in the next year. If you are interested, I will arrange you to join this service company. Whether it's future or income, it must be better than being a teacher. After several years of experience and achievements, I can still ask for a suite for you in Pearl - "

" thank you, little uncle. I'll think about it carefully. " Fang Yan nods with a smile.

Zhou fan was satisfied. He looked at Fang Hao and Zhao Chengxin and said, "you can't always stay in this village. How promising can this village be? Yijing also told me that there have been many great people in this village before. But how many years has that been? Hundreds of years, right? We can't always die with the glory of our ancestors, or we have to look ahead, right? "

Zhao Chengxin was so angry that he shivered and said deliberately, "we want to go out, so we have to arrange a way for my brother-in-law."

Zhou fan feels the hostility in Zhao Chengxin's words, and naturally doesn't want to really help him, saying, "I'll arrange for you with the right opportunity."

At the end of the meal, Zhou fan went back to his room with Fang Yijing, lying on the bed and said, "I think your family is hostile to me."

"How can I be hostile to you?" Fang Yijing is packing and asks casually.

"When fate comes, I will fall twice. I can see that the kid really suffered a loss in Fang Yan's hand, otherwise he would not be so excited ---- and your father, I said to arrange a job for Fang Yan, he looked at my eyes as if he was going to eat me. It's a good idea, isn't it? If someone else, I need to worry about it? "

Fang Yijing stopped his work, sat down beside the bed and said to her husband: "zhoufan, yanziwu is a very special place, and the people in it are naturally more proud than others -"

zhoufan sneered and said: "what's the pride of a group of earth buns that have never seen the world in the poor countrysideFang Yujing sighs gently.

She wanted to communicate this problem with her husband many times, but every time she was rebuffed by such sarcasm.

Yes, yanziwu has been silent for a hundred years, but the glory and spirit of our ancestors still exist, and the villagers here have been quietly guarding the country and its people with their loyalty and life.

They have shed blood for this country, they have given their lives for this country, and they have proud and arrogant capital.

No matter who they are, they should be more tolerant to such a group, allow their pride, accept their arrogance and make them feel respected.

But the husband only believes what he sees. The village we saw was so remote, the houses we saw were so old, the roads we saw were so ragged, the young people we saw were huddled in the village, chasing chickens and running dogs, doing nothing -

even his son Zhou Mingli despised yanziwu, and felt that the village where his mother was born was too poor. She always wanted to bring her husband and son together to let them jump with the pulse of yanziwu.

Now it seems that this wish is really hard to achieve.

"Zhou fan, you should put down your prejudices, look at it with clear eyes, and think about it with rational mind. Yanziwu is really a place that people should be proud of -"

before Fang Yijing finished speaking, the sound of her husband's sleeping snore has come.

At six o'clock in the morning, Fang Yan has finished washing and washing and got up to practice in the yard. After returning home, Kung Fu can't be neglected. Grandpa didn't care about the others, but he was very strict with this piece of management.

Fang Yan just walked in a circle of plum blossom steps, and Fang Yingxiong and Fang Haohan also came here in plain clothes.

The three men greeted each other with their eyes, and then began to walk.

After a while, Fang Mengying and Fang mengxiang followed. During the festival, the whole family of aunt and aunt will live in the old house, so Fang Mengying and Fang mengxiang have to practice together with Fang Yan.

Fang Hao and Zhao Chengxin also need to practice Kung Fu, but they all go to Fang's martial arts hall to practice Kung Fu and will not be with these young people.

Zhou also got up, wearing a thick down jacket and holding an iPad in his hand.

Seeing Fang Yan leading a group of people at the stake, he just curled his lips and began to open the iPad to play games. The sound of the game is very loud, which brings a lot of noise to these practitioners.

"Will you turn off the sound?" Fang mengxiang is the most indecisive. When he hears the fighting voice from the game, his attention begins to be drawn away.

"What do I have to do with you when I play my game?" Zhou Ming Li naturally won't listen to a child.

"Can you believe me to hit you?" Fang mengxiang said angrily. For the other dream elephant, Zhou Mingli, who can't even walk steadily, is not his opponent at all.

"Fang mengxiang." Fang Yan stood at the stake, while the other dream elephant said: "calm down, mind and spirit return to one. These noises are your obstacles - you can become a master like your father by crossing them. "

Fang mengxiang adores Fang Yan very much. After listening to Fang Yan, he said, "I don't want to be a master like my father, I want to be a master like brother Fang Yan -"

"OK." Fang Yan nods with a smile. It's good to have an iron powder at home. "Then practice hard. Don't be disturbed by external noise. "

"Well. I will. " Fang mengxiang closed his eyes and stood attentively. As expected, they are no longer troubled by external forces.

Zhou Ming Li sneered and said, "I can only cheat children."

Zhou fan had a lot of wine last night. He got up later today.

After washing, he didn't want to stay with Fang's family, so he got up to take a walk in the village. When he got to the entrance of the village, he saw rows of cars coming towards the village.

There are still cars coming from such a remote and broken village?

When he saw the license plate numbers, his heart beat faster and his face was unbelievable. Rub your eyes and look again. There's nothing wrong with the car and the license plate number.

The license plate number of one of the cars is the car of his leader. He went to Yanjing Hotel yesterday to pay a new year's visit to the leader he had seen from a distance. Why did he come to this poor village?

"Does that leader also go out of this village?" Thinking of this possibility, Zhou fan's heart pounded.

Here comes the chance!

Zhou fan ran to the village after the motorcade. He met an old man who picked up dung, pointed to the cars and asked, "Sir, whose cars are from?"

"Whose?" The old man looked up and took a look, and said, "I'm going to the Ye family. The third of the Ye family is back. "