Chengqing didn't expect his son to say such words. He was silent for a while before sighing, saying, "No, your father and I don't know anything. It's enough to earn some strength and money. When you grow up and have the ability, you will be your boss and let others work for you."

"No one is born to know everything, and they learn little by little."

Fang Changan could understand his parents' thoughts, but he was not willing to watch them stop because of their awe and cowardice for the unknown. His mother, who was over 50 years old in her previous life, sighed and regretted that she didn't know how to do anything when she was young, and when she wanted to do it, she was already old and could not do it anymore.

He was reborn and wanted to make up for more than his regrets.

Moreover, his foresight is actually very limited. For example, he knew that Moutai stocks would rise and that Moutai would rise in price, but he didn’t know that Moutai’s wine parties were valuable, and there was only one very general direction.

In this case, only by striving for that direction does not mean that you can take shortcuts.

Of course, if you look at it from another perspective, knowing the direction is already a shortcut.

"Don't think so far."

Sighing calmly, stopping this topic. Everyone understands the big principles. Not to mention Fang Chang'an, Fang Changming and Fang Yanran can probably say something, but it is not that easy to do it and make up their minds to do it.

Her biggest expectation for life now is that her son has money to pay tuition, has money to eat, her husband can drink less and gamble less, and it is best to pay back the debts owed by the family.

This is the dream life she can think of and dare not even imagine.

Fang Changan knew he couldn't come too much, so he just mentioned it casually and stopped talking about this matter. He talked about interesting things in school, such as the two girls at the deskmates and the two girls at the back desk could put their hands in his gloves together.

As expected, Guanqing was more interested, and there was a smile on her face. After listening, she asked him: "Isn't your deskmate Shen Mo? The one sitting behind her is called Wang Ke, right?"

Fang Chang'an smiled and said, "You remember it very clearly."

"Do you have a good relationship with both of them?"

"It's okay, after all, I'm sitting close."

"How are the two of them doing?"

"Uh, Shen Mo is better. In the midterm exam, our class is fifth, the unit exam seems to be third or fourth, Wang Ke is slightly worse, in the midterm exam, and in the unit exam is more than twenty."

Shen Mo's grades in his previous life were very good, but Wang Ke's grades were only average. In this life, Wang Ke's grades improved a lot from what he remembered and were still improving. Fang Chang'an naturally attributed this to his own influence without any psychological pressure.

"What does that Wang Ke do at home?"

"How do I know?"

Fang Chang'an answered casually and asked again: "What are you asking about this?"

"It's okay, I'll just ask."

Just as he finished his meal, Fang Lujun called. He called at the telephone booth and asked for a long distance of 60 cents a minute. Therefore, Fang Changming answered the phone and confirmed that it was his father's call, so he hung up the phone and called again.

At first I wanted to spend more time and wait for fifty seconds to hang up and call again. As a result, the other person had already calculated a minute of money. Since then, they all answered the phone and hung up the call.

Fang Lujun's phone number is generally similar. Ask about the family situation and tell me how much money he can earn this month. His salary is all with the boss. The total account is calculated at the end of the year. The monthly living expenses can be paid in advance. Taking your own money is like begging the boss.

Fang Lujun knew that his family had no money and he was not at home, so he was always afraid that his wife would not have money, so he tried to get as much as possible every month.

The phone call was not innovative this time. I asked Fang Chang'an about his school situation, Fang Changming and Fang Yanran, when the final exam, when the holiday will take place, and the holiday time in his own factory has not been determined. I guess I can go home before the 20th day of the twelfth lunar month, and it is difficult to buy train tickets, etc.

The family had a long distance of three or nine cents, and it cost 40 cents a minute. After four or five minutes, Fang Lujun once again instructed Fang Chang'an to study hard. Fang Changming and Fang Yanran should be obedient, and then hung up the phone.

"Dad is coming back in one month!"

Fang Changming and Fang Yanran were very excited when they talked about this. On the one hand, they really thought a little, and on the other hand, they still remembered that their father said that they would buy color TVs when they went home during the Chinese New Year. They were looking forward to using large color TVs to play them.

Looking at the two children calmly, sighed, and smiled and said, "Yes, when my father comes home during the Chinese New Year, I will buy you a big color TV."

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Longwan District, Wenzhou City is a very remote suburb. In the dark, a road built for transportation is uneven on both sides, with dilapidated houses and factories located in chaos. Looking down from a high altitude, the dim lights are like small light groups in the night.

In a narrow alley, Fang Lujun came out of the "phone room" separated by wooden boards and paid the boss 60 cents, a long distance of 60 cents, and a call-back to receive the call add another cent.

The two workers who came to call together also paid the same 70 cents and walked out of the telephone booth that was simply separated into a private house. One person said, "Let's go, go and have a drink?"

There is a small shop on the street, and the main customers are migrant workers who work hard. After a day of hard work, most of them will order one or two side dishes and drink a little wine. Two or three people will cost at most thirty or forty yuan, which is a rare pastime in the boring and tiring life.

Another person said: "Okay, today I will invite me... Lu Jun, let me go?"

Fang Lujun seemed a little moved, but hesitated for a moment, shook his head, smiled and waved his hand, "Forget it, I won't go."

"I know your son is waiting for you to buy a color TV at home. I will ask you to not let you spend money."

The man who was the turn of treating him came to help Fang Lujun warmly.

"Hey-No, no, you guys go, you guys go, I'll just finish the noodles."

Fang Lujun broke free from the other party's hand pulling his sleeves and explained with a little embarrassment: "Next time, next time, I will definitely buy a color TV for my son this year, and I will drink it next year, I will treat it."

"Okay, okay."

The two of them were a little disappointed when they saw that he refused, but they didn't want to force it, so they had to go by themselves.

Fang Lujun walked to the end of the alley, turned into another narrow alley, and entered a small shop full of stains and could not see clearly. He used the standard of hard work, but still had a strong local accent so he would not be able to hear clearly. He was a bit weird. He shouted to the busy old couple behind the counter, "Boss, come a bowl of dried flour and add a little more chili."

When the steaming hot dough was served, he ate a few bites, hesitated for a while, and finally shouted again: "Get me another bottle of beer."

After eating the dough and drinking beer, Fang Lujun returned to the factory. There was a narrow rusty iron staircase next to the factory gate. Along the way up there were simple dormitories.

He was lucky enough to be assigned to a single room, and used the key to open the simple wooden door and turned on the light. In the simple room there was a bed, a dining table with simple wooden boards, and a small table for placing miscellaneous items, which were left by the people who lived here before.

Fang Lujun did not brush his teeth or wash his face. He took off his shoes, socks and clothes, lay on the bed, and flipped through a bunch of obviously yellowed pirated books such as "The Record of Pingzong Xia", "The Pleasant Twins", and "The Smiling and Proud Wanderer" printed on the pillow. He found a book that he read less frequently.

Under the dim light, the pages of the book are turned one by one, and the days pass by day.

The end of the year is finally coming.

In the school, the arrangements for holidays and final exams have been announced. The four-day final exam will be held from January 8th. The exam will be completed on the 11th, and the winter vacation will officially begin on the 21st of the 12th, that is, the 21st of the 12th lunar month.

Because the exam is about to open up, the classroom is definitely not enough. Perhaps in order to give students time to "cuckle for a while", or worry that a certain grade will have a holiday early in the early exam, which will affect the mood of the students who take the exam later, and in turn affect the test results. The school arranges the morning exam for the first grade and the afternoon exam for the second grade.

As for the third grade of junior high school, they have enough time and classrooms to take the exam slowly after the first grade of junior high school.

Because of the final exam, starting from returning to school on the evening of the fourth day, the entire campus seemed to have entered a final atmosphere triggered by a specific time. Even when eating buns in the morning, more people started memorizing words and formulas.

Therefore, there are many people who are choking.

In order to ensure that this semester can come to a relatively successful end, Fang Chang'an also took more time to review.

On Sunday, Cheng Mengfei even decided not to borrow books this week, worried that he would delay review. Fang Chang'an promised for a long time to convince Teacher Cheng to believe in his talent and strength, and borrowed two more books.

After reading "Lu Xun", Fang Chang'an began to consciously divide the books he read into two categories: one is literature, mainly poetry and novels, and the other is professional books such as economy, finance and even industry. The former is undoubtedly easier to read, while the latter, frankly speaking, is mostly unintelligent and difficult to digest.

Fang Chang'an can grit his teeth and persevere, instead of choosing to "enjoy" junior high school life based on the advantages of "Brother Chang'an", "first in the school", and "very handsome". A large part of the reason is that Shen Mo.

At the beginning of his rebirth, his goal was very clear and simple, which was to change the ruined family's fate and let his family live a prosperous and healthy life.

After he was reborn, he was surprised, confused and helpless, and could not find a direction for this small goal. Now that his father is going out to work, he will definitely suffer in a short period of time, but as long as he has a clear vision and mind, the funds from the Baozi Shop, his own promotion, and Shen Chengyan's leverage, it will never be a very difficult thing to lead the entire family out of poverty and prosperity to a well-off society.

As long as three to five years, as short as two to three years, the family's situation will definitely improve greatly.

This short-term goal is already on the way to achieve.

Fang Chang'an found that he was no longer satisfied with this. This dissatisfaction and reluctance came from his deep ambitions.

Rebirth! God has given himself such a precious opportunity. Do he use it to buy stocks and pay dividends, speculate in real estate, etc. to appreciate, and wait for money to smash it on his head while lying down?

Or wait until the era of mobile Internet is coming like in the previous life and drink soup with WeChat?

On the other hand, it comes from Shen Mo, or the stimulation of Shen Mo's background.

Even after this year, she will only be eleven years old when Shen Mo celebrates her birthday in February next year. Due to her physical and environmental reasons, Fang Chang'an has a certain "innocent" personality, but she is always a mature soul in her heart.

In his past and present life, Shen Mo was only a little girl, and he couldn't talk about love, but it cannot be denied that perhaps because of the throbbing he had in the past, or because of his semester, he was very reluctant to leave the matter that she was about to transfer to school.

This made him remember the vibration and cowardice after just learning about Shen Mo's grandfather and uncle's background.

If it weren't for this reason, even if Shen Mo transferred to the city to study, it would be only two years at most. When she was admitted to the No. 1 Middle School by herself, she would probably have studied at No. 1 Middle School. At that time, the two were still in at least the same school.

The one who really separated the two was not Shen Mo transferred to school, but he had retreated cowardly since that day.

From a rational perspective, Fang Chang'an was able to understand and consider his reaction, and he once persuaded and accepted this fact.

However, after returning to school on the weekend after New Year's Day, Fang Chang'an found that he had not been able to convince himself successfully.

It’s only one week before the holiday. After one week, the exam will be completed, the winter vacation will begin, the New Year will be over, and the winter vacation will end.

Back at school, he returned to his seat and left his seat. He was tired of reading books and stretched his body. He felt sleepy and wanted to doze off. He could no longer see the delicate and cute little girl next to him with skin that was better than snow.

In the future, the two may meet at Shen Chengyan's house, or at No. 1 Middle School in the city, but I know very well that since she transferred to school, the two have gone in different directions and will no longer have any intersection.

This is a very common thing. This is how the two people in their previous life were like this. They never met again after they separated.

But if I do it again, will I still accept my fate like this?

If you have, or are not satisfied with the status quo, be a "slotch" who is lying on the advantage of foresight, and wait for money to be spent, but instead be determined to work hard and take the "entrepreneur" of the height of Renmin and Ma as the goal and direction, will you be scared to retreat because you just heard about the background of Shen Mo's family?

This kind of mental struggle, entanglement, and hesitation actually happened since he first heard about the situation in Shen Mo's family, but Fang Chang'an never realized it.

For a long time, he just subconsciously thought: "I know some pigs can fly even if they stand on it, but it is not difficult to fly up. If you don't fall off, it's not just something luck can do!"

And driven by this idea, try to care about current affairs and read more books that may be useful in the future.

It was not until the morning of the 8th that Fang Chang'an actually made a decision.

That was the first math test in the final exam. Fang Chang'an, who was assigned to a class of exams, handed over the paper in advance and walked out of the classroom and was about to go down the stairs to the toilet. Suddenly, a soft and tender shout came from behind: "Fang Chang'an!"

He turned his head and saw Shen Mo walking down the stairs in a pure white hooded down jacket. The little girl had obviously seen him a long time ago, but she didn't dare to call him in the corridor, for fear of affecting most of the students who had not handed in the paper for the exam. So she trotted and chased after him, her fair and crystal face was blushing slightly, and she said with a slight breath: "Why are you walking so fast?"
To be continued...