Now that we are reborn, who still wants to be an honest person?

Chapter 18 Mother and daughter talk
Fang Ark spoke.

Lan Zhiya and Tang Jianhuang both became interested.

Originally, they were not very interested in or understood this topic, but since it was related to their daughter's studies, they listened with interest.

Ark said to give an example.

This principle is easy to understand.

I turned to look at my daughter, wanting to see her reaction.

Several eyes converged on her. Tang Tang was obviously a little nervous. After thinking for a while, she said:

"If it were me."

"I'd probably start with my personality, explaining how I get along with others at school..."

Fang Zhou made a "stop" gesture.

Hehe said:
"This won't work."

“If that’s what it says.”

"After explaining these things, I guess half of the book will be over."

"By the time you realize it, you panic and start to quickly recount what happened, like a diary. It doesn't highlight the key points, so it's no longer an 'unforgettable event' and naturally won't get a high score."

"That's what I just said, the importance of making an outline."

"To know."

"What should we write in an 800-word essay?"

"The structural analysis of this matter is mainly based on the contradictions that occurred..."

Fang Zhou talked freely.

He has some say in this regard.

At least I had written a novel of tens of millions of words in my previous life, and it was quite successful and had been tested by the market.

Moreover, in his previous life, the platform he published on emphasized a fast pace.

It is more obvious when writing an essay of several hundred words.

"...The above is a breakdown of the main and secondary points of this matter."

"But there is one important point."

"Three views!"

"Even if it's about upholding justice, as students, we must make our stance clear: hitting people is wrong, and we must not promote violence."

"It's about setting the right tone for ZZ."

"Young teacher."

“See, no points will be deducted for this.”

"With this attitude, if you encounter a teacher with more traditional ideas, they won't deduct points for your incorrect tone."

“Also, there are some techniques involved in writing.”

"Memorize some famous quotes."

"If you're not confident, you can recite some less common ones."

"Use it anytime in your writing to add some flair. If you can't remember who said it, just say it was said by Lu Xun. If it's said in classical Chinese, it's said by Confucius."

"The teacher's knowledge is not that broad, it's impossible for him to know everything."

"The time for grading was so tight, he saw something he didn't know and didn't have time to verify the statement."

Tang Tang raised her hand as if she was attending a cram school.

Serious face after being called out:
"teacher."

“What if the examiner happens to know what I quoted and who said it?”

ark:……

"fine."

"The teacher will think you're funny."

Lan Zhiya:!!!

Tang Jianhuang: ???

……

Hey.

The living room light was turned on.

A figure on the sofa woke up:
"Mom, you're back."

Fang Yuru then discovered that her daughter was curled up on the sofa, and hurried forward to ask:

"Why are you sleeping on the sofa? Are you feeling unwell?"

Fang Yuru was relieved after confirming that Fang Qinglin was just sleeping and his hands and feet were numb. She said angrily:

"Girl, go to bed if you're tired."

"Why are you sleeping on the sofa?"

Fang Qinglin moved his body, feeling his mother's care and warm in his heart.

Thinking about the purpose of waiting for my mother here, I didn't know how to ask for a moment.

Fang Yuru poured a glass of water.

Sitting on the sofa next to me, I asked:

"Have you had dinner yet?"

Fang Qinglin nodded and said softly:

"Brother moved away."

Fang Yuru was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said "Oh".

Fang Qinglin paused. Seeing that her mother hadn't even gone to Fang Zhou's room to check on him, she suddenly understood why Fang Zhou wanted to move out. "Mom, can we talk?"

Fang Yuru paused.

Fang Qinglin rarely spoke to him so formally.

When she asked this, Fang Yuru had already guessed what Fang Qinglin was going to ask. Fang Yuru took a breath and said:

"I'm going to change my clothes first."

Fang Yuru changed into her nightgown and came out of the bedroom.

Seeing her daughter still sitting in the living room, Fang Yuru sighed inwardly and sat down on the sofa again.

At this moment, a trace of unnaturalness flashed across her face.

Fang Qinglin didn't look at his mother.

Instead he said:

"Mom, can you tell me what happened?"

Seeing Fang Yuru didn't say anything, Fang Qinglin continued:

"I'm also a member of the family. You and Dad divorced suddenly, and Fang Zhou moved out. Seeing the family like this, I feel very sad."

"At least, I should know what's going on."

It's rare for Fang Qinglin to show his persistence in front of Fang Yuru.

Fang Yuru knows the girl's personality.

Eyes drifted out the window.

Slowly said:

"Tell you a story."

"I was still in college at the time. I was young and blind to love. If I thought something was worth it, I would go after it with all my might..."

Fang Yuru told the story slowly.

Fang Qinglin listened quietly without saying a word, but the expression on his face kept changing as Fang Yuru continued to talk.

Fang Yuru's voice feels so unreal.

"...Li Dong came to see me a while ago."

"leukemia."

"I'm going back to China to find a bone marrow match to save my life."

"I didn't want to bother with it at first, but I felt a little relieved inside. I felt like this was retribution, and that people like this deserved to die."

"But he is Fang Zhou's biological father after all. The blood relationship cannot be severed."

"You know your brother's character."

"I didn't know about this before, so it must be a big blow to him to suddenly know about it, and he won't agree to it."

"Even if I don't want to."

"We also need to consider the future of the Ark."

"Li Dong will definitely make a fuss if he doesn't save his own father. If the news gets out, Fang Zhou will definitely be criticized."

"No matter what the reason, no matter whether my biological father is dead or alive, it's a stain."

"I'll hide it from you and him."

"I thought so."

"I'll tell him after the college entrance exam is over. But Wang...your dad knows about it, and Fang Zhou heard about it too."

"That's probably what happened."

"There's never been much affection between you and your father."

"After something like this happened, it's impossible to act like nothing happened, so I decided to divorce."

Fang Qinglin felt his throat tighten.

He bowed his head and said:

"What about dad?"

"From beginning to end, he was the one who gave."

Fang Yuru was silent for a while.

He said slowly:

“Gratitude is not an emotion.”

"You'll understand when you meet someone in the future. You can't force feelings."

Fang Qinglin didn't want to ask questions that would embarrass his mother.

But I finally understand.

Why do they sleep in separate rooms all these years even though they are a couple? My mother doesn't let them mention this to anyone else.

But there is one thing Fang Qinglin still doesn’t understand.

"What about brother?"

"Why did you stop caring about him since high school?"

This is also what Fang Qinglin doesn’t understand.

Fang Yuru breathed a sigh of relief, and her tone was obviously relaxed:
"What nonsense! He's my flesh and blood. How could I not care about him?"

"But boys need to be independent and not procrastinate."

“We need to take on more responsibility.”

"And you know it."

"The company has been developing rapidly in recent years, and I have to worry about everything. I really don't have much time to take care of the family. I hope Qinglin can understand."

(End of this chapter)