When he got home, Fu Yingying cleaned the medicine pot and began to boil the wound medicine.

He was busy living until more than 10 p.m., so fu Yingying asked sun Xinghai to help deliver it to chef Li the next morning.

"Yingying, your ointment is amazing. When my mother had dinner, she told me that her legs didn't hurt." Sun Xinghai saw Fu Yingying coming and lowered her voice. "In the past, my mother woke up in pain, but I slept very well today. I don't remember when my mother slept all night."

"I said it was useful, uncle Xinghai. This is my scald cream. You can bring it to Uncle Li for me." Fu Yingying said softly and didn't like to owe others. "These two times I sold fruit. They gave me more money and invited us to breakfast. I'm sorry."

The most important thing is that Fu Yingying thinks that chef Li is a kind person and worth communicating with.

Sun Xinghai did not hesitate and helped him to take it.

After chef Li got the scald cream, he thanked him and asked sun Xinghai to bring Fu Yingying a nice schoolbag as a gift. In fact, I bought it for my daughter yesterday and forgot to take it back. Fu Yingying sent scald ointment. Although he would not use these unknown ointment, he also received this concern. He bought his daughter's schoolbag and gave it to Fu Yingying. He will buy another one for his daughter later.

Chef Li didn't use this ointment. There was another young man scalded in the kitchen that day. I heard he didn't use it, so I took it to use it.

Fu Yingying shut himself in the house these days, carefully studied the contents of the jade slips, ate the fruits in the space and drank the spring water. He had a delicious childhood.

Liu Meihua found that the small watermelons in the backyard had grown strangely, as big as a washbasin. In addition, the watermelon seedlings that were supposed to wither were getting greener and lush, and even climbed to the tree and the roof.

In the backyard with a quarter of the land, watermelon seedlings are everywhere. Just when Liu Meihua was ready to tear off these seedlings and plant cabbage, potatoes and radishes, these watermelon seedlings actually opened a lot of watermelon flowers.

So Liu Meihua took more care of these watermelon seedlings, hoping to produce more watermelons and sell them for a sum of money.

School will begin in a month. She is going to the second day of junior high school.

Now that she has started again, she should study hard, enter a good university in the future and fight for her mother's breath.

Slag father Fu Zhiheng ignores me now and will make him unable to climb up in the future.

Open the books of the first day of junior high school. You can read the texts and poems that you couldn't recite a few times now. In addition, she has read the things she didn't understand in the math book several times before and after, and she can gradually master them. She has made two math papers, both of which have reached more than 90 points. This is a rare progress for Fu Yingying. As long as she works hard, she believes she can achieve better results.

Seeing her daughter study hard, Liu Meihua borrowed the textbooks of grade two from the people who had been in grade two in the village and asked Fu Yingying to review them in advance. She hopes her daughter can improve her grades in the new semester and enter a good junior high school, high school and University in the future.

Liu Meihua went to the backyard. Now she goes to the backyard several times a day to see the lush watermelon seedlings. The original watermelons are now mature. Pick one and cut it to see what's inside.

"Click" when the kitchen knife in Liu Meihua's hand just touched the watermelon skin, he heard the sound of crisp watermelon exploding, which shocked Fu Yingying's spirit while doing his homework, "Mom, is this the watermelon in our backyard?"