625 Chapter 622: Going Home (Part 2)

Everyone clustered around Fangyuan's family to the village.

After entering the village, Fangyuan realized that it was not as good as he had seen outside.

Many old houses have been completely abandoned, with broken walls and overgrown weeds.

Of course there are some newly built houses, but in general there are not many.

So not all of the so many people live in the village today.

Father Fang walked into the village and looked all the way.

The entire Fangjia Village is particularly decadent, just like an old man in his old age.

"Does it feel strange? For more than 40 years, the village has changed a lot, and landslides have ruined many houses. Everyone moved out. There were originally more than 100 households in the village, but now only our 20 households have moved. Come back." An old man next to him said with emotion.

The old man has a thin body, a bald head and a white beard, and looks very energetic and tough.

"This is your Fourth Master Fang, I'm afraid you don't remember, you can just call him Fourth Master." Grandma heard him by the side.

"Old sister, you don't care about generations now." Fang Siye said with a smile.

In fact, according to his seniority, he is grandma's fourth uncle, so father Fang should call him the fourth master.

But his age is ten years younger than his grandma, so he would call grandma an old sister.

In short, the appellation in the countryside is very messy, some according to seniority, some according to age, and even according to habit.

For example, Fang Siye was originally only called by seniority, but after a long time, no matter who he was, he was called Fang Siye.

"The village has changed, but this mountain will not change." At this time, an old man who had been holding his grandma's hand since entering the village said.

"This is your brother-in-law and your eldest brother." Grandma pointed to a human who was about the same age as Fang's father beside her.

"If it weren't for your brother-in-law, there wouldn't be our home now." Grandma muttered authentically.

"Uncle, eldest brother." Father Fang hurriedly greeted them.

"It's been so many years, why do you still say these things, it's all over, it's over." Grandpa Uncle said repeatedly.

Fang Yuan also carefully looked at the uncle and grandpa who kept mentioning in her grandma's mouth. Although he was old, he could still see the similarities with his grandma.

She is thin, with short white hair on one end, but her body is much tougher than her grandma, and she is full of breath when speaking.

Everyone huddled Fangyuan's family to an empty and flat square, which was actually the threshing floor of the village, and Fangyuan saw a few stone rollers and haystacks nearby.

The threshing ground in the countryside is not a concrete floor, but a muddy land sprinkled with plant ash and then flattened with stone rollers, so the ground is very smooth and delicate.

At this time, more than a dozen large round tables were placed on the threshing floor, with a layer of sun-shading cloth supported by bamboo poles. Not far away, a group of people were making a fire and cooking.

"I remember, I remember." Seeing Shi Yun in the threshing field, Father Fang finally had some memories.

When he was young, he often came to the threshing field with his elder and second brothers.

Especially in the haystack next to it, there are often old hens laying eggs in it, and there is a curse saying, "You bastard old hen", which comes from this.

So they often turn over the haystack. If they can pick up an egg, they will be happy for several days.

This is also one of the few fond memories of Fang's father.

At the threshing floor, the uncle officially introduced the Fangyuan family to everyone, and also introduced some people to the Fangyuan family.

The Seven Aunts and Eight Aunts, in short, were all people who were originally related to Fangjia Village. Even with the memory of Fangyuan, they have a feeling of dizziness.

The older generation did not know Fangyuan, but the younger generation recognized him, such as the grandson and granddaughter of the uncle's grandfather, and also the children of the eldest and uncle.

One is called Huang Wenchu ​​and the other is Huang Wenting. The two of them are twins of dragons and phoenixes, and they are in the same year as Fang Xinya, especially Huang Wenting and Fang Xinya have a good relationship, and they have contacts on weekdays.

Huang Wenting helped Fang Xinya put the tableware on the table, and asked: "Your third uncle's son, really is that Fangyuan on TV?"

"I've already said that it's the radius, otherwise Huang Limin from your village can follow along and busy with it?" Fang Xinya slurred in Huang Limin's direction.

Huang Limin and Huang Wenchu ​​are busy pouring tea to everyone.

Huang Limin and Huang Wenting belong to the same village. Of course she knew each other. Even though she grew up in Quancheng, she grew up in Huangya Village.

I often come back to see my grandpa, so I am familiar with Huang Limin, one of the legendary figures in the village.

"With the help of Fangyuan, your family is in the early stage." Huang Wenting sighed.

"Don't say this casually, it's easy to hurt feelings, making it as if we are coveting the third uncle's money." Fang Xinya frowned upon hearing this.

"This is what I told you in private, but with your cousin's current identity, just letting a little out of your hand is enough for you to live as a family." Huang Wenting continued.

"Okay, don't say this, it's his business what Fangyuan is, we just need to do our own duty." Fang Xinya said.

Huang Wenting heard this and said nothing.

Instead, he looked towards Fangyuan not far away and saw him squatting in front of a stone roller, watching several children climbing around the stone roller.

His wife stood behind him, watching with a smile on her face.

"That's your brother-in-law, I think she seems to be quite boring, I'll take care of these things, and you can talk to her." Huang Wenting turned her head and said to the other party.

"That's OK, I'll go over and take a look." Fang Xinya looked up after hearing the words, then put down the disposable bowls and chopsticks in her hands and walked over.

"Dad, I'm thirsty, I want to drink water." The little guy who was pushing Shi Gong hard with sister Jiajia, suddenly said to Fang Yuan, who was squatting on the side.

"That's fine, I'll get some water, but let me tell you, you can't ride on a stone roller. It's so hot. If you wear short shorts and ride on it, your legs will become roasted pig's feet. Fang Yuan explained.

"I know, I know, you are the big pig." The little guy replied unwillingly.

Fang Yuan stood up and turned around, just in time to see Fang Xinya talking while pulling the blue color clothes, so he said: "Let me take some children and I will pour some water."

Fang Xinya and Lan Caiyi nodded upon hearing this.

So Fang Yuan walked straight to Fang's father and the others.

Fang's father and mother, as well as the uncle, grandma, uncle and grandfather, eldest and uncle, and several others were sitting around a table and talking.

"Mom, Xinxin wants to drink water, is her little kettle with you?" Fang Yuan nodded with everyone, and then the other's mother asked.

"Oh, I forgot to take it just now and left it in the car. You let Liang Feibai get it in the car." Mother Fang said with a pat on her forehead.

"I haven't drunk this cup yet, you can give it to her first." Father Fang heard the words and handed the paper cup at his table.

"Then, let her have a drink first." Fang Yuan took it over after hearing the words, turning around and going back.

"Wait." Father Fang called to him again.

"Take this watermelon to the little guy."

In the disposable plastic bowl at Papa Fang's table, there is a cut watermelon with a toothpick stuck in it.

Father Fang picked up the toothpicks and removed some watermelon seeds from the watermelon one by one.

"Dad, don't be so troublesome, she will vomit by herself." Fang Yuan said silently.

Just as he was talking, Father Fang tried too hard, and a piece of watermelon was picked out of the bowl by him and rolled onto the table.

Father Fang didn't even think about it, grabbed it, stood up, and said repeatedly: "Quick, quick..."

Then, without waiting for Fang Yuan to speak, he stuffed it directly into his mouth.

"Dad, what are you doing, it's unhygienic." Fang Yuan swallowed the watermelon, speechlessly.

"Haha, sorry, I always used you as a kid."

"When you were a kid, did you pick up things that fell on the table and give it to me?"

"What's the matter, your father, I'm a clean person. The ones that fall off the table are for you, and the ones that fall on the ground are definitely not for you."

The whole table laughed.

Only Fangyuan stood there alone, not knowing whether to laugh or not.

Mother Fang picked up the watermelon from Father Fang’s table and handed it to his hand: "Alright, don’t listen to your dad. Bring the watermelon to Xinxin. Besides, things on the table are not dirty. when……"

"Mom, can't we just talk about it." Fang Yuan hurriedly picked up the watermelon and ran away.

Really my parents...