Sweet Planting Life of Two Young Masters

The Spring Festival is a traditional festival. Even in poor families, they will take out the best things in the family during the New Year to share with their families.Even in this remote and impoverished mountain village, as early as a few days before the Spring Festival, there was already a lively New Year atmosphere.

As soon as Fang Honghua finished the phone call with her adopted son, she thanked the village chief’s wife and walked briskly towards her home.

There are still many traces of firecrackers on the bumpy dirt road. Since some time ago, the small shop in the village has bought toy firecrackers. Many children are willing to take out their pocket money to buy them. The explosions of'bang, bang,' from time to time When it rang, there were red confetti on the ground.

Fang Honghua glanced over the children playing games under the big tree at the entrance of the village, and couldn't help but smile.

After her adopted son Fang Xiaobao arrived in the city, his personality was much brighter than before, and he had more knowledge than before. Before, he followed his brothers abroad.She Fang Honghua has passed half of her life, and has never been abroad.

According to Xiaobao, they went to the seaside to play. The sea was very big and could not be seen at a glance. It was blue and blue, there were shrimps bigger than a palm, crabs bigger than a face, Fang Honghua listened to each one. , I was very longing for it, and in front of the adopted son, it was very difficult to resist my cowardice.

When Xiaobao first left her, she was still very reluctant, but now that she wants to come, it’s better to leave her. I haven’t seen how many lives Xiaobao has seen after living with his biological parents and what she said on the phone. What she heard was not something she could easily reach by a village woman who didn't know how to write.

That family is also a good family. He brought Xiaobao back to see her before, and even offered to invite her to the capital, but she refused.

After all, it is the capital, not any other village. She hasn't even gone to school for a few years. After she leaves home, she has to incur all kinds of extra expenses. People who have returned from working outside say that housing prices in the capital have risen to a terrible figure. , Maybe she went, and she didn't even have a place to live.

Oh, the Fang family said they would help her solve it, but that was Xiaobao's family, she didn't want to let herself be a drag on Xiaobao.She has lived in this village for so many years and has long been used to it.

And there are phone calls and letters. With these, she is already satisfied.

When he thought of his adopted son still talking on the phone and writing a big letter to himself, Fang Honghua's footsteps became faster, thinking that the basket of eggs that he had just saved a few days ago could just be sent to the school. Teacher, let him read the letter for himself.

She turned a corner, saw the door of her home, and quickly quickened her pace.

The door of the next room opened with a creak.

A vaguely figure appeared at the door, Fang Honghua glanced, and the wind was blowing under her feet, and before that person came out, she hurried into her house.With a "bang", she closed the door heavily, and shut the door to the question that the man was about to blurt out.

The smiling face of the neighboring woman's face immediately froze, and she took it back unwillingly.

She glared angrily at the next room, turned and closed the door back to the room.

In the afternoon, Fang Honghua pinpointed when the letter Fang Yan had sent to herself would come. She opened the cupboard and took out a basket of eggs she had saved for a long time. She found an empty basket and carefully picked a dozen eggs. Put it in, and took another piece of floral cloth to cover it.Putting the basket on the table, she turned around to work on other things, anxiously looking forward to it.

Outside, a courier truck drove slowly into the village.

The ground is rough and bumpy, which also makes the express truck sway.In the quiet afternoon of the village, the sound of the car coming in quickly spread through the walls that were not very soundproof and into the house.

The windows and doors of several nearby houses opened quietly, and the people inside were secretly observing the movement outside.

As usual, the express car stopped in front of a very run-down house in the village.

The courier brother opened the door and got out of the car, and skillfully cocked the door: "Fang Honghua—is Fang Honghua at home? You have a courier!"

Inside the house, Fang Honghua's heart jumped and she quickly put down the rag in her hand and went out.

The courier brother sent her many couriers, and he had known her a long time ago. When she came out, he immediately said, "Your son has sent you something again. He is so filial."

"That is, my son." Fang Honghua smiled and quickly signed her name on the list.

This time Fang Yan sent a lot of things, filling up half of the carriage, whether it was for food or clothing, and everything. The two of them moved in the car and filled the living room. .

After pouring a bowl of water for the little brother, Fang Honghua hurriedly sent him out after watching him drunk, watching the express car slowly drive away from the village, she hurriedly stepped back a few steps. It's about to close.

But this time, the others were even faster than her, so they heard: "Red Flower!" The door of the neighbor next door suddenly opened.

It's over, a step slower.Fang Honghua sighed and looked up and smiled.

The neighbors next door raised their heads, and other people hiding in the room peeking out came out.They went straight to Fang Honghua's home, and looked at the express delivery without concealing their eyes, as if they were going to see what was inside through the carton bag.

Although they couldn't see anything, they still guessed.

"Safflower, your little treasure is really filial, you see, I have sent you so many things again."

"Yeah, although Xiaobao is small, this filial piety can't be matched by anyone. There are several carts of things delivered every month. Many of these boxes are things I haven't seen before."

"I can use it for many years. Xiaobao keeps sending it here. I think it will last a lifetime."

Because of poverty, people in the village have always been thrifty, saving everything.

When Fang Yan buys things, he doesn’t care if Fang Honghua will run out or not. Anything he thinks his mother will need, he buys and mails them. With the improvement of living conditions, he is no longer as economical as before. , I guessed that the last one was used up, so I bought a new one and sent it back.

Fang Honghua has already piled up a lot of the same things at home. Although she knows that it's all her son's heart, she has become accustomed to saving it, and she still uses it carefully when using it.The accumulation is already a material that can make others jealous.

Fang Honghua reluctantly smiled.

She deliberately ignored the envy and jealousy in other people's voices, and said indifferently: "Yes, Xiaobao is filial."

"Before you could not give birth to a child, everyone felt sorry for you. It's okay. Later, I bought Xiaobao. There will be someone who can support you in the rest of your life." My parents took it back. I'm still thinking about what you should do in the future, but now I can see that it hasn't been in vain in the past few years. Xiaobao is only ten years old, right? Looking at the things sent over, we don't even earn a year Earn it. I think you not only helped others raise a son, but you still bought yourself a lucky star."