Chapter 73

Fang Huai's guitar attracted many people.

When they came to their senses, they found that there were many people standing outside the yard, all familiar faces of Fang Yan. As soon as Fang Huai stopped, they immediately clapped up their hands.

Everyone was more attractive than the applause. When he heard the applause, he found that the applause was for himself. Fang Huai suddenly blushed with shame. He did not praise himself as much as usual. Instead, he scratched his head. The shame on his face went from blushing to ears, which was a shy appearance that his family had never seen before.

Fang Yan lay on Fang Ke's shoulder and bit his ear in a low voice: "I've never seen the second brother look like this."

Fang Ke said with a smile: "me too."

When Fang Huai was at home, he was not afraid of heaven or earth. He was the devil in the family. When did you see him shy like this? If he had been praised, Fang Huai would not have been embarrassed to nod his head to show his approval.

"Are you the guests of the Fang Honghua family?" A man in the yard said to them, "you play this very well."

Fang Huai uttered Chi Chi: "thank you."

"Ah, you are worthy of being from the city. There are so many things you can do."

"It's good to play, too."

"Before that, my daughter went to learn a harmonica, whistling every day, just like crows crowing. Unlike this, I felt in a good mood."

"It's like working hard."

"Yes, it is."

Everyone agreed.

Fang Huai is even more embarrassed. He scratched his head. He stood up with his guitar and rushed into the room.

As a guitarist, he left, but the villagers outside the yard did not leave. He continued to ask, "you are Fang Honghua's guests. What's the relationship with her?" Curiosity was also in the eyes of others.

We have been curious since the car came in yesterday. Now we are seizing the opportunity to raise our ears and look forward to the public expectantly.

Fang Yan said, "Uncle Chen, I'm Xiaobao."

"Xiao Bao?" The middle-aged man, known as Uncle Chen, was surprised. He looked him up and down, and his eyes became more and more surprised. Other people were no exception. "Xiaobao? You've become so beautiful. "

The child in front of him was white, white and tender. He was very different from the children born and raised in their village. He was much more lovely than the children in the city they had seen. If he had not spoken on his own initiative, everyone would not have recognized him as the original Fang Xiaobao, who was thin and black.

They all thought in their hearts: the people in the city are really different.

It turns out that Fang Xiaobao, who is the same as them, has been in the city for only a few months, just like a changed person. They didn't recognize it!

There was a burst of sob.

Satisfied with their curiosity, they left each other. They still have a lot of farm work to do.

As soon as they left, after a while, Fang huaicai poked his head out of the room and looked out curiously: "is everyone gone?"

"All gone." Fang's father jokingly said, "how can I not see you so shy at ordinary times? If I hadn't held you out of the delivery room, I would have thought I had a daughter."

Fang Huaichang breathed a sigh of relief and came out of the room: "what daughter, what gender am I, Dad, do you not know? I suddenly saw so many people listening to my songs, and I felt that it was not very interesting

Fang Yan immediately asked, "second brother, when will your song be finished?"

"What? Do you want to hear it Fang Huai immediately lifted his chest with pride: "sure enough, the song I created has infinite charm. It must be a big fire outside."

Fang Yan nods hard and cheers wildly.

Usually, Fang Huai didn't play the guitar at home and sang while playing. All he played and sang were some popular songs. The content was nothing more than love and love. Fang Yan was young and didn't understand the meaning of the lyrics. He thought the melody was good, and then he felt nothing.

But Fang Huai's own song is different. As soon as he heard it, he immediately thought of his carefree daily life, and his mood became better. He could hear it. Fang Huai's song should be based on their experience in the morning. For rural life, Fang Yan can be said to be the most touching!

Fang Huai scratched his head and said, "I feel a little worse. I can't tell you. What's wrong with the latter part? When I think about it, I'll play it to the inkstone immediately."

"Second brother said it!"

"Well, that's it."

Fang Yan was so excited that he wrote it down in a small book.

The smell of old hen soup stewed in the kitchen also gradually spread out.

This time, Fang Honghua was very surprised to have her son back. She put enough ingredients in the chicken soup. She didn't mean to be frugal at all. She even put in all the good things that she could not afford to eat. She tried to make her son live a life without regret for two days.

Fang Honghua took the wild vegetables that they had picked back, took out some of them, fried them, and put the rest away, waiting for the adopted son to leave, so as to make pickles.She took a roast duck out of the cooked food that Fang Yan brought back. She heated the roast duck, cut it into pieces, and then served it to the table. It was another dish.

At noon, there is only one meat, one vegetable and one soup. With a stack of pickled vegetables and a plate of scrambled eggs, each plate is large enough to feed six people.

After eating and drinking, she and Fang's mother went into the kitchen together to prepare the fish balls for dinner. And the rest of the people are in the yard lazily basking in the sun.

"It's good to come once in a while." Fang Huai sighs: "the country life is very leisurely, and the city is not the same, very suitable for relaxing mood."

"That's what you said. If you come, you must be the first one who doesn't want to." Father Fang knows his son very well.

"Why am I the first one to refuse?" Fang Huai was unconvinced and said, "look at me, isn't it a good adaptation? The wild vegetables are picked and the fish are caught. It's just like being born in the countryside. "

He has never been born with a good life in the country. Father Fang shook his head with a smile.

Fang Huai's eyes glanced, and he was immediately attracted to his attention: "inkstone, what are you doing?"

Fang Fu and Fang Ke looked and saw Fang Yan, who was sitting beside them in the sun just now, stood up and ran around the yard.

"Oh, I'm looking for help." Fang Yan said.

Fang Huai immediately stood up, lifted up his sleeve and said, "I'll help you."

"Really?"

"Really."

It's time for Fang Huai to show you his reliability.

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