531: C531 Decide

C531 Decide

Ouyang Qing'an wasn't surprised that Qin Yali and Ouyang Zhengkuan would make such a decision. It was just that he was now in his second year of high school, and the college entrance exam would be in the year after. Even if he went to college and went to Beijing, Xue Xue'er would only be in junior high school.1

She was only in her second year of junior high, and was five years away from him. There would be a lot of things that would happen in the future and there would be a lot of uncertainty.

Ouyang Qing'an was also not sure if she would still remember him after five years. The current communication was just a letter, and even a photo was black and white. He did not want to miss the time Xue Xue'er grew up in.

"Mom..."

"Yes, what's wrong? Qing'an, do you want to study in other schools?" Qin Yali did not know about the activities in his heart and only thought that he had other thoughts. But just as she was waiting to listen, Ouyang Qing'an suddenly became silent again.

Forget it, he should believe Xue'er. When he wasn't around, Xue'er and he were connected in their hearts. He believed that even if he left, Xue'er would still think of him.

At most, he would come back to find Xue'er during the winter and summer holidays.

After Old Lady Xue and the others dealt with these relatives, their bodies were so tired that they were about to fall apart. Xu Fangya did not have time to take care of Third Xue anymore and quickly went to the kitchen to boil hot water. She made a basin of foot washing water and brought it to Old Lady Xue's room.

"Mother, quickly come down and wash your feet." The moment Xu Fangya entered the room, she saw Old Lady Xue lying on the bed and resting with her eyes closed. One look and one could tell that she was exhausted today. When she heard Xu Fangya's words, she lazily opened her eyes.

"Third Xue's wife, I don't need it. You go and take care of Mo."

Old Lady Xue refused and struggled to get up to wash herself. In the end, she was still helped up by Xu Fangya and forcefully pressed her feet to wash.

As she washed, Xu Fangya said, "Today, it is also good that I have a mother. Otherwise, I really wouldn't be able to handle it alone. Just Old Lady Wang alone, I am afraid that I would not be able to deal with her."

Xu Fangya lowered her head and seriously helped Old Lady Xue wash her feet. At the same time, she also pressed some acupuncture points. She had read about it in the books before and knew a little about it.

After being pressed comfortably, Old Lady Xue's words softened. "You don't know the temper of these people in the village, but I know that these people's hearts are not so good. They just wanted to rub it off when they saw that Xue'er was working hard."

"Yes, mother is right."

When it came to Xue'er, Old Lady Xue instantly perked up. "What did Third Brother say when he came back? What is the path of this first prize?"

Xu Fangya had studied before. When Third Xue came back in the afternoon and talked with her, she already had a rough idea, so she could also talk to Old Lady Xue about it.

"Mo said, this first prize is only in our province. Maybe he will give out some bonus or something, but he will still need to go to the Beijing finals later. If we do well, our child will have a good future. Maybe we can even have a good university. "

"We still need to go to Beijing?" Old Lady Xue had never left the provincial capital in her life, let alone going to Beijing. She had heard from others that Beijing was really good. The place was huge, and there were still many cars. If Eva went, she would have a good future. Even if she had to sell everything she had, she still had to let the baby go.

Xu Fangya also could not bear to part with it, but it was indeed necessary to do so. It was not good to delay her own child.

"Yes, after Third Brother knew, he also could not bear to part with it."

Third Xue was now the school's director of education. Ever since he knew that his own child had won the award, he had been running around for this matter quite a number of times.

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