If flowers bloom, youth will naturally follow.

"I've compiled this information over the past two nights. I hope it's of some use to you. This isn't a gift; I'll owe you one now and pay you back with interest when you graduate high school. The quality of the gift will depend on your college entrance exam score. Good luck, haha," Xiao Pang said as he held his phone in the car, unsure how to thank Qiao Tianyi, when Qiao Tianyi sent him a message as if by telepathy.

"Don't put too much pressure on yourself. As long as you've done your best and have a clear conscience, that's enough. It doesn't matter if you go to Peking University or anything else, or even if you only have a vocational college diploma," Qiao Tianyi probably felt that she was putting too much pressure on Xiao Pang, so she quickly sent another message.

"Hey, you, Tianyi-ge, who do you think you are? I'm going to give you the best gift, you'll be paying for it!" The little fat boy couldn't help but smirk, and his two little paws flew back like lightning.

Xiao Pang's trip to Baoding was perfect. Both his studies and love life were within reach. After returning to Shijiazhuang, he felt full of energy and threw himself into his studies with great enthusiasm that afternoon.

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We've written so much about how Little Fatty achieves both academic and romantic success, making this book feel like it's about to have its grand finale. If I didn't mention the Yilan community, would our dear readers have already forgotten that our happy Little Fatty is actually a poor girl who ran away from home?

On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, when Xiao Pang was on a date with his brother Tianyi, Xia Tian found an opportunity to talk to Ma Dongmei about Xiao Pang.

Ma Dongmei hadn't fully recovered from her surgery, so she carried her chubby grandson around for a while, panting heavily. She put him on the bed and teased him, saying, "You little thing, you're as fat as a pig. Your grandma isn't like she used to be. When she was young, she was so strong. When your aunt was eight or nine, she weighed over 100 pounds and I could carry her around like lightning."

"Mom, aren't you angry with Xiaobao anymore?" Xia Tian asked.

“Hey, I’m not angry, that’s how all mothers are. What good does it do to be angry? I’ve come to terms with it. I’m happy as long as you’re all doing well. We haven’t been able to get him that surgery all these years, and he’s suffered a lot. It’s no wonder he’s angry,” Ma Dongmei said with a smile, teasing the chubby little boy. “Right, my grandson?”

Yes, he's been wronged so much. Xia Tian's nose tingled with tears: "Mom, Xiao Bao went back to Yilan yesterday."

"Oh? Is that so?" Ma Dongmei paused, her face seemed to paler, and her smile became forced: "So you're back. A son grows up and no longer listens to his father. Aren't you my eldest grandson?"

"Mom, we misunderstood Xiaobao'er," Xia Tian told Ma Dongmei about her phone call with Xiaopang yesterday.

"What? You're saying he was on TV but didn't make any money?" Ma Dongmei swayed, then slowly sat down, holding onto the edge of the bed. Tears welled up in her eyes as she asked, her voice choked with sobs.

“Yes, I called the Spring Festival Gala and the website to ask. He’s doing his performances on the Spring Festival Gala and singing for free, without getting paid,” Xia Tian wiped away her tears, her nose twitching. “He has tens of thousands of yuan in his hands now, and he said he wanted to transfer it to you for medical treatment, but I didn’t take it. He hasn’t had his surgery yet, and his health is not good.”

Ma Dongmei was in tears: "No, it's not good, I can't have it. Tiantian, call Xiaobao, Mom wants to talk to him."

Xia Tian took out his phone, but Ma Dongmei stopped him again: "Forget it, don't call anymore. Don't drag him down. Let's wait until he's better. We can't help him, so let's not hold him back."

Summer thought it made sense, so she hung up the phone.

"Tian Tian, ​​can you watch Xiao Bao's Spring Festival Gala on your phone? Mom wants to watch it," Ma Dongmei said, wiping away her tears. Her voice became much cheerful, and her complexion even turned rosy.

"Let me see," the live version of "Smiling Face" is still quite popular. In the summer, a search brought up many videos of the chubby boy. On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the three of them, including the mother, watched the Spring Festival Gala on the twenty-ninth day of the twelfth lunar month.

"I didn't expect Xiao Bao'er to look so good."

"It's just stage design; it's not that good-looking."

"Nonsense, Xiao Bao'er isn't bad-looking at all. Look how beautiful his eyebrows and eyes are! It's just that his mouth is a bit big and his nose is a bit flat."

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