Chapter 2, this is too difficult

"I did not send my son to your school to be bullied and mistreated," Fu Qingliu said to the principal, his tone cold. They must all know that the injuries on Fu Jinyu's face were inflicted by that couple, yet not a single person stood up to speak for Fu Jinyu. Even though Fu Jinyu's personality may not be likable, he is still a child, and these people, who are supposed to be role models, actually... They must all know that the injuries on Fu Jinyu's face were inflicted by that couple, yet not a single person stood up to speak for Fu Jinyu. Even though Fu Jinyu's personality may not be likable, he is still a child, and these people, who are supposed to be role models, actually...

"Try these tomatoes I grew and see if they taste better than those in the city that have been treated with pesticides and various growth agents," Zhang Dongmei said as she came out holding a small basket of washed cherry tomatoes, sitting beside Fu Qingliu. Ever since she moved here, it was manageable when Fu Jinyu was younger, as she took care of him through all the ups and downs. However, as the child grew and started school, she found herself with a lot of free time. Thus, she created a vegetable garden on her balcony, planting various things, to the extent that now she no longer needs to buy some fruits and vegetables from the market.

I will donate two teaching buildings to your school. Additionally, the principal of City No. 1 High School is my friend, and he will be transferred to Provincial No. 3 High School next year. He may recommend someone to become the new principal of City No. 1 High School. " Fu Qingliu said slowly.

As the sun sets in the west, the sunlight bathes the world in a soft orange hue. On the country path, her shadow is elongated at an angle, and not far behind, a small shadow is also stretched out at an angle.

To bear the responsibilities of a mother

They walked one after the other, separated by a distance of more than 5 meters. Fu Qingliu did not look back at him, yet he kept staring at her with a stubborn gaze that concealed his anticipation.

I understand. Fu Qingliu looked down at the tomatoes in the basket and said, "I understand everything you said, it's just... it's too difficult"

Fu Qingliu heard the footsteps behind him, turned his head to glance at the distant undulating mountains, and his steps imperceptibly slowed down a bit

Two teaching buildings

Yes, yes, yes, this is only natural! The school is a place for education, and I absolutely will not tolerate any inappropriate rumors!" The principal stated with righteous indignation.

What is it? Fu Qingliu did not notice Fu Jinyu's actions; she began to feel impatient when she saw the caller ID.

In Fu Jinyu's beautiful, yet not fully elongated, phoenix eyes, a hint of envy flashed by as she gazed at Fu Qingliu's hand beside her for quite a while before finally summoning the courage to reach out and grasp it

Ah? The principal was taken aback, not understanding what Fu Qingliu meant.

Oh my young lady, if you do not understand, please do not meddle. The vegetables I just picked from the garden have all been ruined by you! Elder Zhang Dongmei has not yet dealt with the smaller ones, and now the larger ones are causing her more trouble. Truly, no one is busier than her.

The elderly person shed tears of heartache while murmuring about applying medicine to Fu Jinyu. The cotton swab, dipped in alcohol, brushed against the wounds on his face, causing a sharp sting, yet he remained silent. His gaze was fixed on Fu Qingliu, who was sitting nearby, picking vegetables. Her hands, delicate and beautiful like jade, were a sight to behold. Fu Jinyu knew that these were hands accustomed to a life of comfort and privilege. He had never seen hands more beautiful than hers, nor had he encountered a person more captivating. Unlike others, he did not think that Fu Qingliu was supported by a man, for his grandmother had told him that his mother was an artist, capable of selling a single painting for tens of thousands or even millions. Although he had never seen any of his mother's paintings.

However, there is none

Zhang Dongmei is not Fu Jinyu's biological grandmother; she is merely a lonely elderly woman who extended a helping hand to Fu Qingliu when Fu Jinyu faced disgrace and humiliation. Consequently, Fu Qingliu took Fu Jinyu and left that noisy and malicious place, arriving here, and entrusted the child to her for upbringing. Zhang Dongmei did not let Fu Qingliu down, raising Fu Jinyu to be very healthy, except for the aspects of character that must be guided by parents, where she had no means to intervene. Thus, Fu Qingliu took Fu Jinyu and left that noisy and malicious place, arriving here, and entrusted the child to her for upbringing. Zhang Dongmei did not let Fu Qingliu down, raising Fu Jinyu to be very healthy, except for the aspects of character that must be guided by parents, where she had no means to intervene.

Teacher Liu glanced at Fu Jinyu, who was following Fu Qingliu from a distance but did not approach. Perhaps it was because Fu Qingliu was of a similar age to her, so there was no pressure in their conversation. She looked at Fu Qingliu with some disapproval, "This is to be expected, but I still hope you can pay attention to the child's education. Children without parents around are easily led astray. Based on his character, if no changes are made, his future can already be foreseen. I am not clear about your situation, but as a mother, I hope you can take on the responsibilities of being a mother..."

The principal was sweating profusely, unable to even force a smile, "This... this..."

Fu Qingliu picked up a fruit and took a bite, finding it to be exceptionally sweet. She nodded, acknowledging that homegrown produce is indeed different.

The elderly man was guarding the door, and before he could express his surprise at Fu Qingliu's return, he saw Fu Jinyu, who was bruised and battered. He immediately slapped his thigh and rushed over, "Oh dear, what happened? My dear grandson, what happened to you? Let Grandma take a look... Who is the scoundrel that did this, oh my..."

Fu Qingliu calmly pressed the hang-up button and turned off the phone

Fu Jinyu caught up and walked beside Fu Qingliu. He cautiously looked up at her face, and seeing no signs of anger or disgust, he quietly sighed in relief. After walking for a while, his attention fell again on the hand beside Fu Qingliu. Just then, a mother and her child passed by; the boy was bouncing along, holding his mother's hand in a way that seemed more like skipping than walking. His mother, looking displeased, scolded him while holding his hand tightly to prevent him from falling.

As the phone rang, the hand that was about to be caught quickly withdrew. Fu Qingliu answered the phone, and Fu Jinyu's hand suddenly froze.

I will return tomorrow

Fu Qingliu's actions are also well-considered. There is only an elderly person and a child living here, so attracting too much attention would not be good. As for the somewhat ostentatious behavior at school today, it is not a problem; those teachers and the principal will handle it. Moreover, they probably think, like the principal, that she has attached herself to a wealthy person or something similar. With money and power, they would not dare to cause trouble or make a fuss. The only thing they would likely do is to curry favor with Fu Jinyu.

How long will you stay this time

How could the principal not have picked up on Fu Qingliu's subtext? Upon hearing the words "Shiyizhong," he became excited, as it is the key junior high school in Lihua City, which is completely incomparable to this elementary school! He could not care less about the other teachers present, and his expression involuntarily took on a somewhat flattering and ingratiating demeanor, "What do you mean?"

As the sky darkened, a tall and a short person walked home in silence. It was not an especially luxurious villa, but rather a two-story small building similar to those of their neighbors. The decor was not overly ostentatious, clearly indicating that while they were not struggling to make ends meet, they were not particularly wealthy either

Exaggerated shouts came from over there: "Fu Qingliu! Fu the Great Painter! Do you know that everyone in the gallery is waiting for you? Where are you? Tell me, where are you? Do you know who has come today? Do you know? When will you change that willful temper of yours? Ahhhhhhh..."

Fu Qingliu leisurely tucked the hair in front of her ear behind it, casting a faint glance at Fu Jinyu, who was standing in the corner, before walking out.

He is ten years old this year, and perhaps due to inheriting his parents' high intelligence, he is much more mature than his peers. When he was younger, he would pathetically chase after her with his short legs, desperately holding onto her hand, questioning why she wouldn't wait for him. Even though he could never keep up with her pace and often stumbled and fell, he was unwilling to let go of her hand. As he grew a little older, he began to understand that he was not favored by his mother. He started to develop a sense of self-esteem and no longer shamelessly attached himself to her. Instead, he secretly hoped, even longed for, her to embrace him like other mothers do and to smile at him.

The child of that couple just now, no matter what method you use, I do not want their son to remain in this school with my son. Furthermore, before my son graduates from elementary school, I do not wish for any unpleasant or harsh words to circulate in the school that would make my son's school life unhappy. Those ill-mannered children and their parents who have not raised them properly, you should know how to handle this, right

Thank you, Teacher Liu

After enduring for two years, he could no longer hold back. Finally, he took a step forward, enduring the pain from the bruises on his legs caused by being kicked, and jogged to catch up with Fu Qingliu

Zhang Dongmei momentarily displayed a hesitant expression, and after a brief silence, she could no longer hold back and said: "That child is already ten years old and understands many things. I know his appearance was sudden for you, but he has indeed come into your life. Since you decided to keep him, you should take responsibility for him. Just look at his temperament now..."

When Fu Qingliu was leaving the school, she saw Fu Jinyu's homeroom teacher, Teacher Liu, who had also called to inform Fu Qingliu. Teacher Liu is a young female teacher who has just graduated from university not long ago and is still very passionate about her students and her work. Upon witnessing Fu Jinyu getting into a fight with those children and injuring one of the wealthy kids, she anticipated the possible developments that could follow. Therefore, she decisively called Fu Qingliu, knowing that informing Fu Jinyu's grandmother would be of no use. An elderly person, who is already worried about any potential accidents from a mere push, would be even less capable of supporting her grandson in such a situation.

At least for the past two years, there has been none. She has even returned to see him no more than twice a year. What she has provided him the most is probably just enough money for his basic needs, and he does not even have a single piece of clothing that she bought with her own hands

Before long, Zhang Dongmei brought the dishes out from the kitchen, and the three of them had dinner. She asked Fu Jinyu to return to his room to do his homework, leaving Fu Qingliu and the other person sitting in the courtyard to talk. On a summer night in the countryside, with green mountains and clear waters, the breeze that blew was cool, carrying a unique freshness, as if it could blow away the accumulated fatigue from living in the city.

With small hands tightly twisting, Fu Jinyu fixed his gaze on the back of the person in front of him, why ...? ... That is his mother, why should he yearn for something he cannot obtain himself? What right does she have to deny him what he desires? Why?!