"Mom, have Song Xue and Xiaoshan gone back?" Fang Yuan walked into the kitchen and saw Mama Fang and Mama Lan cooking dinner and chatting together.
Of course, most of them are done by Fang's mother, and Lan's mother is responsible for the chat.
"I took Xiaoshan back after eating at noon. Xiaoshan hadn't seen her father for a few days and missed him." Fang's mother kept moving.
"Then my dad, why didn't you see others?" Fang Yuan walked over to help her.
"I don't need your help, I can do it myself. Your dad is riding a swing in the backyard, and you help him." Fang's mother pushed him out.
Fangyuan came to the backyard. Father Fang was piecing together the wooden boards. He walked in and looked at the drawings. This was just a swing.
On the left is the structure of a small house, half of which is a climbing ladder and half of which is a slide.
The upper part is an open structure, where people can sit, and there is a children's ladder behind the house.
As for the lower part, it is a small shop style, which can be used for children's play.
As for the right side, there is a swing frame, and the small house can be used as a support for the swing, which plays a very good fixed role. The overall design is very delicate.
Let alone children, even adults are happy when they see it.
"Why are you standing there, but you can't help?"
Seeing that Fang Yuan was looking around with the drawing, Fang's father said angrily, not knowing that he would take the initiative to help.
Father Fang said he, what can he do?I could only pick up the tools obediently and assemble them with Father Fang according to the drawings.
"Dad, where did you buy this? The design is very delicate."
Father Fang smiled triumphantly.
It turned out that this was also the work of the carpenter who renovated the house for Dad Lan. Ever since Dad Fang forced him to make a children's chair, but because of the refreshing cost, the two were good friends.
When I heard that Father Fang had a little granddaughter, he strongly recommended this swing frame to him.
Father Fang's heart moved when he heard it. Granddaughter always stayed in the house and played with toys and watched anime. It's not a problem to be able to swing in the yard often, so he bought it immediately.
After listening to Fang's father, Fang Yuan always felt that the carpenter and Fang's father were friends, in fact, he came to recommend products to him.
But for the sake of something good, I didn't say much.
"Dad, you said that when I was a kid, you wanted you to help me tie a rope to the big tree in front of the door. You didn't want to, why is Xinxin so concerned now." Fang Yuan was a little bit savvy, thinking about his childhood, The difference in treatment is too great.
Hearing this, Fang's father stopped the movement in his hand, staring at Fangyuan in a daze for a while, making Fangyuan uncomfortable.
"Dad, what are you looking at me? I just talked casually." Fang Yuan sneered.
Father Fang reacted upon hearing the words, sighed deeply, and continued to work.
Fang Yuan couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, but at this moment, he suddenly heard Fang's father whisper: "You are a boy, be strong, and learn to take care of yourself."
"Huh?" Fang Yuan was a little strange, why did Fang's father say such a thing.
But when Father Fang finished speaking, it was obvious that he was not very interested, and he reversed the plank several times.
"Dad, you go and rest. I will do the rest." Although Fang Yuan didn't know what was wrong with him, he didn't ask much.
"That's okay, you can do it." Father Fang put down the tools at hand, and his whole person looked particularly withered. This was the first time Fang Yuan saw him.
"Dad, are you okay?" Fang Yuan couldn't help asking.
"It's okay, you did your job." Father Fang waved his hand, turned and walked into the house.
At this moment, the little guy ran out of the house wearing kitty pajamas with wet hair.
"Grandpa." The little guy hugged Father Fang and called out sweetly.
"Hey, you finished the bath." Fang's father, who had just appeared very slumped, was instantly energetic.
"Will you smell the fragrance for Grandpa?" Father Fang said as he squatted down and moved his head over.
The little guy hurriedly played around and avoided, "Grandpa's little brush is so prickly, don't come over, don't get close to the baby."
The little guy pushed Fang's father hard with his little hands.
"Then kiss Grandpa, so Grandpa won't be near you."
"Really?"
"Of course it's true, Grandpa doesn't lie."
"Okay, then." The little guy brought her little cheek closer, and was about to kiss Dad Fang on the cheek.
But Father Fang reacted more quickly and kissed her first, and naturally he was stabbed by a small brush.
"Wow, grandpa lied." The little guy said angrily, sticking in his waist.
"Grandpa said he didn't lie to others, and he didn't say he didn't lie to Piggy." Father Fang stood up and laughed proudly.
"Wow, grandpa has become a big badass." The little guy yelled and turned around and ran into the house.
"Grandma, where are you, grandma? Grandpa turned into a big badass and bullied the child. Come out and control him and beat him." The little guy yelled as he ran.
The originally quiet house seemed to be alive because of her. Mother Lan’s laughter, Mother Fang’s promise, Lan Caiyi’s shout and the happy sound of Father Fang following her made the whole house full of life.
Fang Yuan glanced at the room where the noise came from, and suddenly a warm feeling filled his heart. The little guy seemed to be the pistachio of this family manager, the chemical reagent, as long as she was there, he would always be happy.
"Fangyuan, let's have dinner first, and I'll make the rest tomorrow." Fangyuan was just halfway through things when Lan Caiyi came out and shouted to him.
Fang Yuan took a look at the remaining parts around. He probably won't be able to finish it tonight, and it will be dark soon, and there are many mosquitoes in the lawn. It seems that he can only get it tomorrow.
When Fang Yuan entered the house, the little guy who had just shouted that his grandfather was the big badass was sitting on Fang's father's lap, listening to him read a story book to himself.
Father Fang didn't go to school, and the characters were also learned in the army. It's okay to read books and newspapers, but if he wants to read it out, his pronunciation will have a big problem.
Especially Fang's father grew up in Quancheng when he was a child. Although he has been away from home for many years, his accent still has a little Quancheng accent, which is difficult to understand.
So it is not so much that the little guy is listening to Fang's father reading a story, it is better to say that she is correcting Fang's pronunciation.
Although she can't recognize a few words, the pronunciation is correct. This is mainly due to Lan Caiyi. Because she has been singing with her grandpa since childhood, she pays special attention to this one.
"Okay, stop reading, come over and eat." Mother Fang and Mother Lan brought out the dishes together and greeted everyone.
Fang Yuan went to the bathroom to wash her hands. When she came out, the little guy had already sat down on her "dragon chair".
A pair of big eyes patrolled her "Jiangshan", thinking about which "land" he was going to target.