Sweet Planting Life of Two Young Masters

After receiving Fang Honghua's reply and learning that she had received the things she had sent, Fang Yan was in excitement for a long time.

He remained in a good mood until he was in school.

"Fang Yan, did you encounter any great things?" Du Hang looked at him with a surprised look: "You are in such a good mood, even if you fail the math exam, it's not sad."

He doesn't open which pot and which pot he raises.The smile on Fang Yan's face gradually disappeared. He took out the math test paper that had just been sent out in the previous class from his desk, and sighed at the score on it.

Recently, Gu's company was established. Although he is more busy than before, he is in a good mood.My mother has been in the culinary training class for more than a month, and her culinary skills seem to have improved a bit. She brought her practice work in class home, and my father finally stopped having diarrhea after eating.The second brother's teacher praised him.Dad also praised Big Brother.And grandparents have recently had new old-age activities, and they are very happy.His fresh food store is also on track, and his daily turnover is gratifying.Even the fish pond in the space has been dug, and the fish fry have been raised in it.

If there is anything to worry about Fang Yan, there is only this test paper in his hand.

Everything else is good, but his grades are too sad.

Du Hang couldn't figure it out, and sighed as he sat with him: "Tell me, the topic of elementary school is so simple, why do you always fail?"

Fang Yan also couldn't say clearly.He glanced at Du Hang aggrievedly, then fell down sadly.

"Are your brothers the same as you?"

Fang Yan shook his head: "Big brother and second brother have good grades." Every time they are the first place, the awards they get back at the end of each semester are more than the big books that the big brother holds in his hands. Be thick.

I heard that when my father was young, he was also a schoolmaster at a prestigious school, and my mother came back from abroad. It seems that he is the only one in their family who is too stupid.

Even Brother Gu, who doesn’t go to school every day, can still get second place every time!——The first place is Fang Ke.

Fang Yan bulged his cheeks and stared at the red number on the test paper, wishing it to change into another shape.

Du Hang scratched his head and wondered: "Did your mother not ask you for a tutor? Or is it a cram school?" Although only the third grade, Du Hang's mother is planning ahead, and Du Hang will go there on Saturday and Sunday. Go to various cram schools.

"No." Fang Yan shook his head and said, "Mom said that I would be happy anyway. She originally wanted to ask the tuition teacher, but my brother said he could teach me, and then gave up."

"What about your brother?"

"My elder brother said that I don't have to study so seriously. It doesn't matter if the primary school courses are not serious. Even if I don't study well, he will support me in the future." Fang Yan seriously repeated what the elder brother said at the time.

Du Hang looked envious: "Your brother is really nice." Unlike him, he is the only child in the family and will inherit the family business in the future. Therefore, the family has very strict requirements on him. Not only does his school grades need to be placed in the class. At the forefront, there are also various tuition classes after class, so I can’t easily relax.

But Fang Yan fell down again very disappointed: "No matter how good the eldest brother is to me, it is impossible to help me take the exam."

For him, it seems that it is more sad to fail the exam.

The courses in the third grade of elementary school have already failed, and the courses will only become more and more difficult in the future. What should he do then... Will he not even pass the college entrance examination?!

Fang Yan was shocked, and suddenly became nervous.

He looked at the dazzling scores on his test paper again, looked around, and finally his eyes fell on Du Hang next to him.

Fang Yan grabbed him with bright eyes, and asked with bright eyes: "Du Hang, tomorrow is Saturday, are you free?"

"Me?" Du Hang thought about it seriously. His cram school happened to have no class tomorrow, and he didn't make an appointment with anyone in advance. Tomorrow would happen to be a free day.

"That's great." Fang Yan said, putting his hands together and begging: "Can you give me tuition?"

"……what?!"

Du Hang was stunned.

...

The next day, Fang Yan carrying a small vegetable basket, sitting in Fang's car, was taken by the driver to the door of Du's house.

Du's family lived in not a small villa, but a high-end apartment. Knowing that his little friend was coming, Du Hang got up early in the morning and lay on the balcony and looked at the door of the community until he saw the familiar car parked at his home. Downstairs, seeing Fang Yan getting off the car, he immediately lay on the balcony and waved excitedly.

"Hey—Fang Yan—"

Fang Yan looked up and saw Du Hang waving at him on the eighth floor. He was amused and waved at him immediately.

"Uncle driver, just send it here." Fang Yan carried his little schoolbag on his back, put on his little food basket, and obediently said goodbye to the driver: "I have learned to take the elevator."

The driver did not agree, and he just sent him to Du's door before leaving.

Du Hang couldn't wait a long time ago. Seeing him enter the building, he excitedly opened the door of his home and waited. When the elevator opened and Fang Yan came out of it, he immediately rushed over and pulled the little partner. Walked his hand to his home.

"My mother made a delicious mousse cake today, and I specially saved it for you." Du Hang said excitedly.

Fang Yan was pulled in by him, and saw a beautiful woman sitting on the sofa in the living room. He immediately greeted him well-being: "Hello, Auntie." Then he raised the vegetable basket in his hand: "This is a meeting ceremony."

Mother Du was taken aback for a moment, stood up quickly, and took his food basket over: "Thank you..."

She murmured and looked down at the vegetable basket in her hand. The green vegetables looked like they had just been picked, especially with dew on them, and they looked very fresh. The basket was stuffed up all the time, just...who came to give the meeting present Will deliver food?

Mother Du gave Fang Yan a weird look, and then smiled immediately: "Are you here to study with Du Hang? Go to Du Hang's room. There is a desk in his room, so you two can sit down. Study, Auntie will pour you juice, do you like orange juice?"

Fang Yan nodded: "I can do it, thank you auntie."

Mother Du said that she was not polite, and when she saw the two children walking into the house holding hands, she went into the kitchen with a basket in her hand.

It just so happened that she didn't go shopping today, so she cooked them at noon.

Mother Du thought, took out the mousse cake her son specially left from the refrigerator, poured two more glasses of orange juice, and brought it into her son's room.

The two young children have already started learning inside.

Mother Du put down her things without saying a word, did not disturb the two children, and walked out quietly.

Close the door, and a faint voice can be heard from the room.It is the voice of my son explaining the topic.

Mother Du lowered the voice of the TV program, watched the program absent-mindedly, and pricked up her ears to listen to the movement in her son's room, and began to plan for the noon recipe in her heart.