Sweet Planting Life of Two Young Masters

The seeds that Fang Yan planted grew very fast. After a while, the tender seedlings grew. After a while, the tender seedlings began to rise, and in a short period of time, they grew a lot taller. .

The Fang family had eaten all kinds of vegetables, but it was the first time they saw the growth process of vegetables. After the initial silence, they became more curious. Every day they would go to Fang Yan’s vegetable plot to go around. Fang's father no longer disliked that the scenery he saw was a vegetable field, and even abandoned the freshly brewed tea, squatted directly on the edge of the vegetable field, and shamelessly asked his little son for advice.

He was the most opposed person at first, but now he has become the person who most wants to see the harvest of these vegetables.

Those chickens are too noisy.

Since the chickens grew up, the Fang family’s bedtime was completely gone. As soon as the day came, there was a loud crowing of chickens outside the house, continuous, this one screamed, and the other one rang again. The punctuality of every day is incredible, and even the time to wake up everyone is much earlier.

The two old people slept less, and Fang's father and mother also got up early. Fang Ke always disciplined himself. Only Fang Huai tried to sleep in bed every day. After raising those chickens, there were countless cock cries calling him every day. Getting up caused Fang Huai to chase the chickens every day, clamoring to pull out their fur.

But every time, Father Fang used Fang Yan as an example, pulling Fang Huai's ears to bring him back.

The child is the first person in the family!

It is earlier than the old man who has the habit of morning exercises every day, even before dawn, and even the chickens did not start to chir, he has already got up with the circadian clock, and when everyone got up, he looked out the window and saw the child holding one. The big bowl, grabbing the millet in the bowl and throwing it on the ground while walking, the chickens also followed him in an orderly manner, forming a long line, neatly, walking from one end of the yard to the other end of the yard. , And then taken by Xiaomi and walked back to the cage.

When he was still in the mountains, Fang Yan had to get up early every day to take care of everything at home, and then walk a long way down the mountain to go to school a few miles away. In order not to be late, he had to get up early. , So he has long been accustomed to such a routine.

Fang's mother held his hand every morning and muttered: "Since you have come back, why don't you sleep longer. This is when you are growing up. If you don't sleep enough, what if you don't grow tall in the future?"

"No, mother, I go to bed very early every day!" Fang Yan said proudly.

Fang Mu was speechless for a while.

It’s still a habit of bringing over from Shangougou. In order to save electricity and there is no entertainment, Fang Yan and Fang Honghua go to bed very early every day. They are also here. Not long after dinner, often everyone still gathers together. Talking together, the child was already lying in bed and fell asleep.

Occasionally, Fang Huai found a fun game that he wanted to play with his brother. After rushing to his brother’s room excitedly, he could only see the child’s eyelids sleepy and unable to open but still struggling to get up and play with him. , So much so that even Fang Huai, who has always been big-hearted, embarrassed to stay.

Obviously he has already arrived in the big city, and there is a lot of entertainment, but Fang Yan’s work and rest are still the same as before, and even his living habits are the same. Get up early every day, go to bed early, water the vegetable field, and feed the chickens. Feeding ducks is just a different environment compared to the original one.

Before Fang Yan felt wrong, the others couldn't stand it anymore.

On this day, he watered the vegetables as usual, fed the chickens and ducks, and walked into the house with the bowl in his hand. As soon as he entered the door, he was immediately caught by Fang Ke.

"Are you busy today?"

"Huh?" Fang Yan looked up blankly, and when he saw that he was the eldest brother, he thought about it seriously, then shook his head and said, "No."

"It just so happens that I am going to practice calligraphy today, do you want to follow me?"

"Calligraphy?"

Fang Yan immediately remembered the pen that his eldest brother gave him earlier.

He has never had such a beautiful pen!When the eldest brother gave it to him, he said it. If there is a chance in the future, he can teach him to use it. Now the eldest brother is going to teach him?

Fang Yan suddenly beamed his eyes, holding the bowl and nodding his head, he immediately became the little tail behind his elder brother. He stuffed the bowl of millet into the hand of the housekeeper, and followed Fang Ke upstairs. In the study.

The study is very large. The big desk on one side is for Father Fang, and the smaller desk on the other is Fang Ke's. Now there is a group of children's tables and chairs beside Fang Ke's table.

Tables and chairs!his!Still brand new!

Fang Yan cherished it very much, his eyes filled with excitement.

In his school, the tables and chairs are not known how many years ago they were donated. Now they have been corroded by time. Most of them have been pitted, and some of them are missing half of the chair legs. Every time they go to class, they need to find a stone to cushion them. under.

Fang Ke didn't expect it, only a set of tables and chairs would satisfy him.

He found the copybook he had bought not long ago, and asked, "Where is the pen I gave you last time?"

"I put it up." Fang Yan said.

"bring here."

Fang Yan replied out of the room, the running sound of da da da became farther and farther, after a while, it became louder and louder again, and soon ran back holding a box.

The child was sweating profusely, but he didn't realize it.He carefully took the pen out of the box. Since the time he received the gift, he has kept it carefully, and now there is no scar.

Fang Yan said nervously; "Brother, I'll bring it here."

"Don't be so nervous." Fang Ke touched his head.

He opened a copybook, picked up the pen next to him, and demonstrated it to his brother. The strokes were sharp and magnificent. When he finished writing a word, his brother immediately praised: "It looks good!"

"Try it."

Fang Yan said'Oh', awkwardly learning that he poured ink into the pen, making it all over his hands. When he patted his hand on the paper, he immediately left a black mark.

He let out an "ah" in surprise, and quickly reacted, embarrassedly hiding behind the table.

"It's okay." Fang Ke shook his hand, grabbed him, and wrote a word on the paper stroke by stroke, patiently and said: "It's like this, just write as usual."

Fang Yan nodded obediently, and after Fang Ke let go, he lay on the small table again, copying Fang Ke's words and writing strokes.

Once he did something, he became very focused. When Fang Yan felt his neck sore and his hands tired, and then raised his head, he saw that the older brother who was sitting next to him did not know when he was gone.He couldn't help putting down the pen, looked left and right, and followed the sound to the window.

Outside in the yard, the eldest brother and a person were sitting on outdoor lounge chairs, and seemed to be talking about something. The vegetable field in front of them seemed to be discussing the vegetables he grew.

Is...is he complimenting him?

Fang Yan suddenly became nervous.

After thinking about it, he turned around and ran downstairs. When he was about to run out, he slammed to a stop and hid behind the door to take a peek.

The person speaking with the eldest brother is about the same age as the eldest brother, and seems to be younger, looks good, and just as good-looking as his family.

He burst into laughter as he spoke, and seemed very happy.