My dad's life

"If you are not mistaken, you are my cousin, he is naturally my cousin's husband." Fang Yuan drew his palm back and said with a smile.

"Huh?" Fang Xinya was even more confused when he heard the words.

"Cousin?" Fang Xinya heard the words and turned to look at Father Fang who was sitting there, with a vague guess in her heart.

Because she listened to her grandmother more than once, she had a third uncle who lived outside, not knowing whether it was alive or dead.

"My name is Fang Zhenzhong, you should be the daughter of your second brother Fang Haiyang." Father Fang stood up and said.

The little guy sitting in his mother's arms looked at this and that, with a look of confusion.

She didn't know why she came here today or what happened.

"Are you my third uncle?" Fang Xinya asked uncertainly.

Then she was a little surprised. She knew her face because she had seen it on TV.

However, Fang Zhenzhong looked familiar, except for a somewhat similar look to his father, he looked very similar to the uncle who had passed away, and he looked like his grandfather who had passed away.

"If you are not mistaken." Father Fang said with a smile.

"It shouldn't be wrong. I often hear my grandma talk about you, and how do I think you are familiar? It turns out that you look a lot like the uncle who died." Fang Xinya said.

Wang Xiangming, who was next to him, heard the words and looked at his father Fang carefully. He was also a little surprised. The uncle had also met him, but they died in a car accident shortly after they got married.

"Does Grandma often mention me?" Father Fang asked with a trembling tone.

Immediately afterwards, I felt that asking in front of everyone was a bit disrespectful, so I pretended to be calm and asked, "Is her health okay?"

Yifang's mother naturally knew what his father was doing now, so she stood up and walked forward and gently took his arm.

Father Fang looked sideways at her, and then his tight body relaxed completely, and he was also relieved.

Fang Xinya nodded when she heard the words: "Grandma's body is okay, but her eyes are not good. When I was a child, I often heard grandma talk about you. Grandma is very self-blaming and guilty, and thinks that you should not be driven away. I have been asking uncle and my dad to inquire about you."

"Really, does she regret driving me away too?" Father Fang murmured.

The whole person seemed to be much older, Fang Yuan and Fang's mother hurriedly supported him from left to right and let him sit down.

When Dad Fang left home, he was only eight or nine years old. Although he knew he was driven out of the house by his mother, he still hoped that it was a fake.

Over time, he himself will be suspicious, or he is unwilling to accept the fact that he was driven away, and has been deceiving himself.

But now it is clear from Fang Xinya that he was driven away, and his years of self-pretending strength instantly collapsed.

"Grandpa." The little guy who had eaten two bites of tofu nao didn't think it was delicious. He looked up just in time to see the sad look of grandpa sitting opposite, so he couldn't help shouting.

Hearing the voice of his granddaughter, Father Fang finally reacted. He raised his head and gave her an ugly smile and said, "Grandpa is fine, you can eat."

Then he took a breath and tried to calm himself down, then raised his head to look at Fang Xinya and said, "Do you know why she drove me away back then?"

Fang Xinya was also frightened just now. Seeing that Fang's father was okay, she also breathed a sigh of relief. Hearing his question, she nodded.

"Grandma didn't tell us, but I heard my dad and uncle said that during the ***, most of the Fangjia Village starved to death.

At that time, there was nothing to eat at home, so grandma gave you the last two steamed buns and drove you out because you were the youngest. When you went out to see you, you might be pitiful, and you might even have a bite to eat.

In Fangjia Village, you just waited for death. After you left, the family didn't eat anything but Guanyin soil, sycamore bark, and grass roots, and almost died.

Later, my uncle's grandfather learned about it, so he helped a little bit, and then he managed to survive. I heard that it was because of the relief of our family, the uncle's grandfather's little cousin..."

Fang Xinya didn't go on, but everyone understood what it meant. If there was no uncle and grandpa, it is estimated that Fang's family would starve to death except for Fang's father who left.

After listening to Fang Xinya's words, Fang's father sat there without speaking, his eyes staring blankly forward.

Fang Yuan opened her mouth to speak, Mom Fang shook her head secretly, and then reached out and patted Father Fang on the back.

"Grandpa, what's the matter with you?" The little guy slipped out of his mother's arms and ran to Father Fang, pressing his hands on his legs and climbing up.

Father Fang, who didn't know what he was thinking, was interrupted by the little guy. He came back to his senses and hugged the little guy on his lap and said softly, "Grandpa is fine, grandpa is fine."

Father Fang said and smiled softly. It was an unprecedented relaxed smile.

Fang Yuan and Fang's mother looked at each other, and both breathed a sigh of relief.

"Where are your grandma and your dad? I want to meet them." Father Fang asked with a smile.

"Oh, grandma is at my house. My mother is taking care of him. My dad works in Quancheng. I call him and he should be back in the afternoon." Fang Xinya said hurriedly.

"Then let's go to your house." Father Fang hugged the little guy and stood up.

"Don't delay your business, right?" Father Fang looked at this small early shop. They talked to now, and no one came. Business should not look good.

"No delay, we are also ready to close the stall. It's all down, no one will come to eat early." Fang Xinya said immediately.

Then turned to Wang Xiangming, who had been silent next to him, and said, "You clean up, we will go home now."

"But the steamed buns are not ready yet." Wang Xiangming whispered.

"When is it all, still thinking of your buns." Fang Xinya frowned and reprimanded.

"But the steaming is stopped halfway, and the taste will be bad after steaming." Wang Xiangming defended in a low voice.

Fang Xinya: "..."

"It's really a wooden fish head." Fang Xinya said helplessly.

Father Fang listened to Wang Xiangming, but he felt very good about Wang Xiangming and felt that he was a sincere person.

So he said: "If the time is not long, we will wait a little longer and we will also taste the taste of steamed buns."

"It's not long, it will be fine soon." Wang Xiangming hurriedly said.

"That's all right, we'll just wait for a while. We've been waiting for so many years and don't care about waiting for this short while." Father Fang sat down again with the little guy in his arms.

"Why are you still standing there? Go and serve some more bowls of beans." Fang Xinya rebuked Wang Xiangming, and then asked everyone to sit down.

She only had three bowls just now, and many people haven't eaten them yet.

"Is this the granddaughter of the third uncle? What's the name?" Fang Xinya also sat down and opened the chattering box first.

She was also very curious about the third uncle's family, especially the third uncle's son Fangyuan.

This is amazing. The ancestral tomb of the Lao Fang family really smoked, and such a powerful figure appeared.

Grandma will be very happy to know.

So Fang's father introduced everyone to Fang Xinya one by one.

Only then did she know that the few people who had been sitting at another table alone and had not spoken turned out to be bodyguards and accompanying staff.

I thought it was a person with status, and he had a card for travel.

Fang Xinya sells early, and her character is naturally not less talkative, especially talkative.

It can be said that it is good at one time, one is happy and cute, and the other is beautiful in blue.

Instead, Wang Xiangming on the side was few words, just bowing his head in silence to do things.

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