Sweet Planting Life of Two Young Masters

Today is the weekend. There are people coming and going in the amusement park, and there are families with children coming out to play everywhere. They come not early. There is already a long queue for every project inside. Fang's mother asked the driver to buy the ticket. , Went in and looked at the team, frowned suddenly.

She really doesn't like such a crowded place.

Fang's mother hesitated for a moment, and was about to ask her younger son and Fang Honghua to play by themselves, but before she could say anything, Fang Yan reached out and took her hand, and looked up at her who had stopped suddenly: "Mom. ?"

Mother Fang: "...It's nothing, let's go in."

Fang Ke didn’t make people worry since she was a child, and when Fang Huai grew up, it happened that her younger son was stolen. She was immersed in sadness, and she had no extra thoughts to share with her second son. Fang Huai was brought up by Fang Huai’s grandmother. Yes, the playground was also accompanied by two elderly people. She accompanied her son to a handful of times. The last time she accompanied Fang Yan.It's just that the last time I came was a working day. There were not so many people in the playground when the children were going to school or working.

Fang's mother settled down, squeezed her younger son's hand, and walked in with Fang Honghua, leading Fang Yan from left to right.

Fang Yan had been here before and knew which project was fun and which was not fun, so this time he also took the hands of the two mothers and ran straight towards one of the projects.

Fang's mother and Fang Honghua played with him at the beginning, but when they encountered this kind of amusement facility, the child had more energy than the two adults. Soon they were defeated, but Fang Yan returned. Enthusiastic.

"Mom, shall we go play that?" Fang Yan pointed at the roller coaster happily.

Fang Mu looked in the direction he was pointing, her face suddenly paled, she thought about it, pointed to the merry-go-round on the other side, and the other side said: "Inkstone, can you go sit on this?"

Fang Yan hesitated.He looked back at the thrilling roller coaster, and then at the obvious fatigue on Fang Honghua and Fang's mother's faces. He didn't insist on it any more, and obediently agreed.

The merry-go-round is very safe and does not require an adult to accompany, and there are many children playing.Fang Honghua and Fang Mu did not participate anymore, they just stood aside watching him line up, watching him get on the Trojan horse alone.

Both eyes fell on him, moving with the moving wooden horse.

In the sound of music, Fang Honghua suddenly said, "How did you lose the inkstone?"

Fang's mother didn't react at first, she hesitated for two or three seconds, then turned her head to look at her afterwards, "Are you asking me?"

"Ok."

Fang Mu gave her a surprised look, but did not hide it, and recalled: "At that time, our company just started to develop a big project. You know, any big profitable cake is a personal desire. Take a bite. At that time, there were other companies that wanted to compete. The company's affairs were all in the company of Yanyan, his father and his grandfather. I had an obvious reaction during pregnancy and did not pay much attention.

Fang Honghua gave an "um" and listened quietly without interrupting.

"Later, when I gave birth to the inkstone, the company's project also produced results. Of course, my husband was able to get it. And the company that wanted to compete with us caused a broken capital chain because of a mistake in decision-making. , The entire company has been dragged down.” At this point, Fang’s mother paused, then turned to the other Red Flower and said, “The shopping mall is like a battlefield.

"I know."

"That company went bankrupt, and the boss went bankrupt. They held a grudge against our family, so they bought our nanny, secretly stole my inkstone, and sold it to human traffickers." Speaking of which, even after many years , Fang’s mother also had hatred on her face: “At that time, no one thought that such a thing would happen. I woke up and the inkstone was gone. I immediately sent someone to look for it, but those people had already done it. Prepared, we followed the vines to check, the inkstone had already turned a few hands without knowing it, and no news was found, and I never saw my inkstone again."

Mother Fang took a deep breath, calmed her emotions, and said, "Fortunately, the hard work has paid off. I have been searching for eight years and finally found it. Now the inkstone has returned to me, I will be careful. Looking at him, there will be no more opportunity for others to steal him."

She added an accent to the three words "other people".

Fang Honghua's face was flushed, she lowered her head deeply, but she didn't dare to say that she didn't want to "steal" Fang Yan from her again...

But she had already robbed it once, but she didn't have the confidence to say such a thing again.

She asked again: "The people who stole the inkstone...how are they doing now?"

"Who knows." Fang's mother sneered: "They snatched my son from me. Since they did this kind of thing, they should pay the price. The family was already on the verge of bankruptcy, so I just asked the bank to remind me. I just checked what they owed, and didn't care about the rest." But I think it won't end well.

She was immersed in sorrow at the time, and was suffering every day for the things that her son had disappeared. The family members were also cautious, not dare to touch her negative scales, and did not mention the matter.Although she didn't do it anymore, her husband, her parents, parents-in-laws were also very angry, and they would certainly not stop there.But what they did did not tell her, so she was not very clear.Their methods are much more cruel than her.

The Fang family’s position is detached enough. The Fang family opens up to oppose that family, and they dare not have others who will take the initiative to lend a helping hand. Maybe they will rush to help and step that family into the quagmire. Think about it.But Fang's mother didn't feel sympathy for them, and if the family hadn't been vicious and stole her son, she wouldn't have suffered later.

She was in sorrow all day long, guessing what the consequences would be if her youngest son fell into the hands of the gangsters. Every time she heard news about child trafficking, she was excited, but let her down every time.From the initial hope to despair, everyone said that her son was dead. Perhaps when he was stolen, the people who started it had already mercilessly killed him.Fang's mother was almost shaken, so she fell into greater despair..

Later, she was anxious not to find it back. If she couldn't find it, there might be hope of alive. Maybe her son was still alive in some corner of the world, but there was no way to meet her.

Although she comforted herself in this way, she did not give up. Fortunately, after ten years, she finally got the inkstone back.

He is still intact, a lively and kind-hearted child, although he is still alive after a bitter life.

Being alive is more important than anything else.