My dad's life

After dinner, the villagers left in twos and threes and went back to their homes.

After the chef and Fang Xinya settled the final payment, they also started to pack their things. It was very simple and convenient. Pots and pans, tables, chairs and benches were packed and taken away.

Before I left, I cleaned up the threshing floor. It was really professional.

Fangyuan's family did not leave. Grandma was still talking to Fang Siye and his uncle and grandfather. Apart from the reason that they hadn't seen each other for a long time, most of them were similar in age in the village and there were not many old people who could talk.

And Father Fang also wants to take a look in the village to see if he can find some childhood memories.

So Er Uncle led everyone to the village.

The others were fine, but luckily they all followed. A group of little guys roared behind. Jiajia and Xinxin also picked up some unburned firecrackers and asked Fang Xinbao to set them off.

So I can hear the "pop" from time to time in the back, followed by the screams and laughter of the little guys.

Fangjia Village has a semicircular shape, backed by a large mountain, and a cement road at the entrance of the village crosses to other villages. This was also built in recent years. Of course, it cannot be for Fangjia Village, but for other villages.

Fangjiacun just took advantage of the terrain.

On the other side of the concrete road, there is a forest. Below the forest is a mountain stream. These trees are also used to prevent soil erosion.

The mountain on the back of the village is called Niutoushan.

Fangjia Village is located at one of the horns. Although the mountain is landslide, the entire shape of the mountain has not been damaged. After all, for a big mountain, a small landslide is nothing at all.

But for the other's village, it was ruined, and most of the entire village was destroyed.

The old house where grandma originally lived was buried under the soil, and there is also the iconic building of Fangjia Village-Fangjia Temple.

So Father Fang walked around, naturally he couldn't find any familiar feelings when he was a child, but shrubs and weeds were everywhere.

But the mountains behind gave Father Fang a sense of familiarity. When he was young, grandma would often take him along the trail behind the village to dig wild vegetables.

The wild vegetables are mainly fern and purslane. Grandma would usually pickle them when they dig them back. Because they are afraid of eating them out, the pickled ones are very salty. They can be eaten from the first spring to the next spring for a whole year, and then dig again. Pickled, because there is nothing to eat, save everything you eat.

"Can people take it? If you eat like this, you will probably vomit?" Fang Yuan said after listening.

"Spit up? How could you vomit? That's because you haven't really been hungry. You are so hungry that you have to swallow it back.

After a long time, you will get used to it. Just like you are used to eating rice, there is nothing good or bad."Fang's father said with a smile.

"I don't know how I got through that time, now think about it, if I live like that again, I will definitely not be able to survive." The second uncle said with emotion beside him.

"It's easy to change from simple to extravagant, but difficult to change from extravagant to simple. Now it is estimated that few people can live like that." Even Fang's mother was beside her with emotion.

But speaking of it, Mother Fang has been living well since she was a child. After all, there are rich products in the sea, and she will never starve herself anyway. It seems that eating the sea is more reliable than eating the mountains.

Everyone went around in the village, then climbed up the buried slope to take a look, and then they returned to Fang Siye's house.

Fang Siye lives with his eldest son, besides him, there are also the fourth grandma and his eldest daughter-in-law.

The eldest son has a child, and he is in university outside. The house is newly built. The two-story small western-style building is very spacious and bright.

Fang Siye also has a son who does business outside and does not live in the village. He only comes back every year during the holidays.

Everyone rested for a while at Fang Siye's house, and then left after drinking some water.

They have to go to the uncle's grandfather's house, and then back to Changzhuang. It is too late to drive on this small road in the countryside.

Fang Siye didn't force him to stay, but asked Fang's father to come back to see more when he was free, and left contact information with each other.

Then he drove everyone to the entrance of the village. After waiting for everyone to drive a long distance, Fang Yuan looked back and found that Fang Siye was still standing there, waving his arms continuously.

Just like what Fang Siye said today, some people may really be seeing each other for the last time today, and I am afraid they will be in the coffin when they meet again.

Not only Fang Siye, but also grandma sitting in the car looked very sad.

The muddy eyes looked out the window and didn't speak, I didn't know what I was thinking.

"Mom, don't be sad. We will come back and have a look after this year's New Year, okay?" The second uncle comforted his grandma.

"It's okay. I'm getting old, and I can't help but miss the past. In fact, the past is no better than the present. I don't want to, I don't want to." Grandma heard this, not knowing why she became happy again.

"Grandma, otherwise you just move back and let my dad rebuild a house on the original site of my old home." Fang Yuan said next to him.

"It's not necessary, it's all the people who got into the soil. Why did you spend the wrong money? Besides, the old house has long been buried in the soil." Grandma shook her head again and again.

"Then dig it out again. It won't be troublesome. As for the money spent, I still want to come back to live." Father Fang said with a smile.

"Really? Are you coming back?" Grandma looked very happy when she heard the words, and clung to Father Fang's hand tightly.

Father Fang did not answer immediately, but looked back at Mother Fang, and Mother Fang smiled slightly at him.

Father Fang said to his grandma: "I have this idea. Even if I can't live for a long time, I want to come back and live for a short period of time every year. How can I do without a house?"

"You...you can live with me in Changzhuang." Grandma said quickly.

"There are so many of us, we can't live, especially during the holidays. If we all come back, there will be no place to live." Fang Yuan took the conversation next to him.

The grandma was silent for a while after hearing the words, and then whispered: "It must cost a lot of money to build a house? I still have more than 10,000 yuan. Let the second son help me save it in the bank. I don't know if it is enough to build a house. ..."

"Grandma, I don’t need your money. I’m telling you, I’m very rich. If I use it to build a house, I can build the house all the way from Changzhuang Village to Fangjia Village." Fangyuan sitting next to her gently held her tight Said Ling's arm.

Grandma thought Fang Yuan was joking, and she smiled and said: "It's okay to have this heart. Building a house is our adult’s business. You don’t need to worry about it. Listen to Xiaoya, you are now a great scientist, so you can work hard and contribute to the country. ."

She still treats Fangyuan as a child.

"Mom, what Fang Yuan said is not an exaggeration. This kid has a lot of money now. Don't worry about building a house. I will discuss it with my second brother." Father Fang said with a smile beside him.

"This... isn't Fang Yuan a great scientist?" Grandma asked with some confusion.

"A scientist does not mean you are a pauper, you just think of him as a rich scientist." Father Fang explained again.

But when my grandma heard this, she became even more worried, and she took Fang Yuan's hand and said, "Where did you get all this money, do you know the leader? Be upright, don't take it if it's not your own..."

Feelings In the eyes of grandma, scientists are a group of people who are paid by the country to make inventions, just like leading cadres, naturally afraid that he will make mistakes and the money will not come cleanly.

Fang Yuan could only explain to her with a wry smile for a long time before she believed it dubiously.