My dad's life

Sijie Town is a very ordinary town under the Changqing District of Quanzhou. There is a farmers market in the town.

Every day before dawn, vegetable farmers will carry vegetables to the farmers’ market to set up stalls.

People from the surrounding villages and villages will come to the market early in the morning. It is similar to Fangyuan’s hometown, Donghu Town, but on a much smaller scale.

There is no shortage of vegetables in rural areas, so pork is the best seller in the farmer’s market. Others are frozen foods, such as green fish, chicken legs, chicken wings, etc., which are the most sold foods.

Because I came to the market early in the morning, regardless of the vegetable seller or the vegetable buyer, I usually don't have breakfast.

Get up at four or five o'clock in the morning and go home at least ninety o'clock after shopping. Those who are reluctant to spend money can only go home hungry to eat.

Those who are willing to spend money will buy a few steamed buns, roll a flatbread, drink a bowl of bean curd or sweet foam, so uncomfortable.

Therefore, Fang Xinya and her husband opened an early shop next to the farmers’ market.

When her husband Wang Xiangming was young, he worked outside to learn pastry crafts.

So it specializes in steamed buns, steamed buns and beans.

It is very hard to do business early. I often have to get up in the middle of the night, especially in winter.

But there is no way not to sell buns, the family is counting on this small shop to live.

The busiest part of the shop early is naturally this time in the morning, around 10 o'clock, and the episodes are successively closed, and the shop just relaxes slightly.

"Xiang Ming, are there many buns left today?" Fang Xinya asked while wiping the table.

"There are more than a dozen vegetable buns left." Wang Xiangming opened the steamer and took a look.

In this small market, the meat buns are the best sellers, and the cabbage buns are the worst. They have repeatedly reduced the number of cabbage buns, but there are still leftovers.

"No one should buy it, put it in a bag and take it home for dinner." Fang Xinya sighed.

"Take it back again? Jia Jia told me that she was about to vomit when eating steamed buns. She wanted to eat steamed buns." Wang Xiangming said in embarrassment.

Jiajia in his mouth is his daughter Wang Jiayi, who is eight years old this year and is in the second grade of elementary school.

The little girl has a lively character, her mouth is so good that Wang Xiangming sometimes makes her speechless.

Thinking of his daughter Wang Xiangming's mouth, he smiled unconsciously.

"What should I do if I don't eat it? Don't you just throw away these buns, it's a waste, I don't know how to save." Fang Xinya said angrily.

"I didn't say throw it away, can't we eat it by ourselves? Besides, Jiajia and Junjun are growing their bodies. How can they always eat vegetables?"

The Junjun he spoke of was a child from Fang Xinya's younger brother's family, named Fang Lijun, who was only three years old this year.

Both husband and wife ran long distances, so they threw him to his mother-in-law.

And Wang Xiangming's parents died early, so naturally no one helped him take care of the children.

Normally they were busy with things in the shop, so naturally no one took the child, so they also threw it to the mother-in-law.

In addition, the mother-in-law has to take care of the elderly in the family, that is, Fang Xinya's grandmother.

The mother-in-law took the child in the country two years ago.

Later, Wang Jiayi wanted to go to school, so her mother-in-law followed and now spends time with them.

Of course Fang Lijun, who was only three years old, and his grandmother naturally followed.

This puts a lot of pressure on the young couple. Fortunately, the father-in-law works outside and often posts some of them.

"Well, let's steam another steamed stuffed bun." Fang Xinya thought for a while and said.

"Steam it in a basket? What a waste if you can't eat it?"

The steamed bun cages they use are all big ones, and one can steam dozens of them.

"You can't steam less."

"Oh, good." Wang Xiangming was a little surprised when he heard this.

"It's really a wooden fish head." Fang Xinya smiled after saying it.

Taking advantage of Wang Xiangming's steaming steamed buns, Fang Xinya cleaned the ground again.

Plastic bags, napkins, disposable dishes and chopsticks are thrown everywhere on the ground, and a lot of them can be swept every morning.

"Boss, do you still have buns here?" At this moment, a group of people walked through the door.

"Yes, there are." Fang Xinya hurriedly put down her broom.

Looking up, there are more than a dozen people in this group. There are old people and children. They seem to be a big family. I can't help but wonder if the remaining buns are enough?

Thinking like this in his heart, people greeted him, "Sit down quickly, but now there are only cabbage buns. If you want meat buns, you have to wait a few minutes."

Fang Xinya looked at the group of people and saw that they were not dressed like locals. Among them, one old and one young made her feel a little familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere, but she couldn't remember for a while.

"It's okay to wait a while, do you still have tofu brains? Give each of us a bowl."

"Oh, yes, our tofu brain tastes very good, and there is no second one in the whole town." Fang Xinya said with joy.

Of course, there is no second shop selling tofu in the town.

Fang Xinya told her husband to steam some more meat buns, and then served everyone with tofu and said, "Are you here to travel nearby?"

"No, we are here to find someone." Fang Yuan replied with a smile.

Fang Xinya saw the little girl in the group again, about the same age as her nephew, so she smiled and said, "The kid is so cute, do you want to eat sweet tofu? Aunty will give you more sugar."

In fact, this group of people is the Fangyuan family.

Originally, they planned to come over on Saturday, but considering He Liuqing's itinerary, they flew to Quanzhou on a plane on Friday night.

After spending a night in Quanzhou, then the soldiers were divided into two groups. He Liuqing and the tour guide went to the nearby scenic spots. The family followed the staff arranged by Luo Jiacheng and went straight to Four Street Town.

"Sweet is ok, but put a little less sugar, don't too much." Fang Yuan replied with a smile.

And looking at the woman in front of her, she was slightly fat, with a simple face, and she was wearing a sweaty floral checked shirt, a very simple rural woman.

She should be Fangyuan's only cousin.

Not only Fang Yuan was looking at Fang Xinya, but the whole family was looking at her, which made Fang Xinya aware of something weird, but she didn't say anything.

In broad daylight, I'm afraid that the robbery won't happen, and this one doesn't look like a bad guy.

When she brought Dou Nao to Fang Yuan and Fang's father, she felt that they were familiar.

"You look familiar, have you seen it somewhere?" Fang Xinya said in a joking tone.

"Hello, get to know, my name is Fangyuan." Fangyuan stood up and stretched out his hand.

"Ah, oh, hello!" Fang Xinya felt a little overwhelmed when Fangyuan introduced herself so formally.

At this time, Wang Xiangming put the steamer on the stove and just walked over. Hearing this, he looked at the lower circle in surprise.

Then I asked with some surprises and some doubts: "Aren't you the one that invented Dabai?"

Fang Yuan nodded with a smile.

"Fangyuan, wife, this is Fangyuan, the one on the news." Wang Xiangming saw Fangyuan nodded and admitted, and immediately said excitedly to the other party.

"Is Fang Yuan, the scientist who invented Dabai?" Fang Xinya asked with some uncertainty.

Because she really couldn't think of a reason to come to their small place with Fangyuan's status and status, and to come to her store.

"If there isn't a second person who invented a great idea, I think so." Fang Yuan said with a smile.

"Oh, hello." Fang Xinya reacted, and hurriedly wiped her hand on her clothes, and then held Fang Yuan's unretracted hand.

A little embarrassingly said: "My name is..."

"Your name is Fang Xinya, this is your husband Wang Xiangming." Fang Yuan said first.

"Huh?" Fang Xinya and her husband looked at each other when they heard the words, and for a moment they forgot to take back their palms.