Chapter 113

Spring Festival is a traditional festival. Even in poor families, they will take out the best things in their families to share with their families. Even in this remote and poverty-stricken mountain village, as early as a few days before the Spring Festival, there has been a lively atmosphere for the Spring Festival.

Fang Honghua just finished the phone call with her adopted son. She and the village head's wife said thanks and walked briskly towards the direction of home.

There are still many traces of firecrackers left on the potholes and dirt roads. Since a long time ago, toy firecrackers have been bought in the village's canteen. Many children are willing to pay their pocket money to buy them. The explosion of "bang bang bang bang" sounds from time to time, and red paper scraps are left on the ground.

Fang Honghua's eyes glanced at the children playing games under the big tree at the entrance of the village. She couldn't help but smile.

After her adopted son Fang Xiaobao arrived in the city, she was more cheerful and knowledgeable than before. Before that, she went abroad with his brothers. She Fang Honghua has passed half of her life and has never been abroad.

According to Xiao Bao, they went to the seaside to play. The sea is very big and big. They can't see the edge at a glance. There are prawns bigger than their palms and crabs bigger than their faces. Fang Honghua listens to them one by one. They yearn very much. In front of their adopted children, they also have a hard time holding back their cowardice.

When Xiaobao just left her, she was still reluctant, but now I want to come, or leave her. I didn't see how much world Xiaobao saw after living with his biological parents. What she saw and heard on the phone was not easily accessible to a village woman who didn't know big words.

The family was also a good family. Before that, they brought Xiaobao back to see her, and even invited her to the capital, but she refused.

After all, it was the capital, not any other village. She didn't even go to school for a few years. After leaving home, she had to pay more expenses. According to the people who came back from work outside, the house price in the capital had risen to a terrible figure. Maybe she went there and couldn't live anywhere.

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

And there's the phone, there's the letter, and she's satisfied.

At the thought that her adopted son still said on the phone that she had written a large letter to herself, Fang Honghua's pace became faster and faster. She thought that a basket of eggs just saved a few days ago could be sent to the school teacher and asked him to read the letter for himself.

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

The door of the next room opened with a squeak.

A figure appeared at the door, and Fang Honghua glanced at it. The wind was rising under her feet. Before the man came out, she hurried into her own room. "Bang" a sound, she heavily closed the door, but also the man was about to blurt out the inquiry shut the door.

Neighbor woman just put out the smile immediately solidified, and unwilling to take back.

She glared angrily at the next room and closed the door.

In the afternoon, Fang Honghua pinched her fingers and calculated when Fang Yan's letter would come to her. She opened the cupboard and took out a basket of eggs that she had saved for a long time. She found an empty basket, carefully picked up a dozen eggs and put them in it, and then covered it with a rag. Putting the basket on the table, she turned to work on other things and looked forward to it anxiously.

Outside, an express truck slowly drove into the village.

The uneven ground also makes the express truck wobble. In the silent afternoon of the village, the sound of the car coming in soon passed through the walls which were not very soundproof and came into the house.

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

As usual, the express truck stopped in front of a very dilapidated house in the village.

Express brother opened the door and got out of the car, skillfully "bang bang bang" tilted the door: "Fang Honghua - is Fang Honghua at home? You have express delivery! "

Inside, Fang Honghua's heart jumped, and she quickly put down her dishcloth and went out.

Express brother to her sent many times express, and her already familiar, see her out, immediately said: "your son sent you things, he can really filial ah."

"That's my son." Fang Honghua smiles and quickly signs her name on the list.

This time, Fang Yan sent a lot of things, which filled most of the carriage. No matter it was for food, clothing or anything, they moved the things in the car and filled the living room all at once.

She poured a bowl of water for her little brother. After watching him finish drinking, Fang Honghua hurriedly sent him out and watched the express truck slowly leave the village. Only then did she step back in a hurry and close the door.

But this time, other people's speed is even faster than her, listen to a: "safflower ah!" The door of the next door neighbor suddenly opened.

That's it. It's a little slow. Fang Honghua sighed and looked up with a smile.The next door neighbor made a start, and other people hiding in the room peeped out one after another. They went straight to Fang Honghua's house, and looked around the express delivery without concealment, as if to see what was in it through the cartons and bags.

Although they couldn't see anything, they guessed.

"Honghua, your little treasure is so filial. You see, you sent so many things to you."

"Yes, although Xiaobao is small, no one can match his filial piety. Every month, several cars of things are delivered to me. Many of them are things I haven't seen before. "

"There are all kinds of food to eat. I can use them for many years. Xiaobao has been sending them all the time. I think they can't be used up for a lifetime."

Because of poverty, the people in the village have always been thrifty. Everything is saved and saved.

When Fang Yan was shopping, he bought all the flowers that he thought his mother would need and sent them to him. With the improvement of living conditions, he was no longer as thrifty as before. He estimated that the last gift was used up, so he immediately bought a new one and sent it.

Fang Honghua has piled up a lot of the same things in her family. Although she knows that it is all her son's intention, she is used to saving and using it carefully. Accumulated, it is already a material that can make other people envious.

Fang Honghua reluctantly smiles.

She deliberately ignored the envy and jealousy in other people's tone, and said faintly, "yes, Xiaobao is filial."

"Before you couldn't give birth to a child, everyone was sorry for you. Fortunately, later I bought Xiaobao, and you will have someone to support you for the rest of your life." The neighbor woman said with envy: "before Xiaobao was taken back by his biological parents, I was still thinking about what you should do in the future, but now I see, these years have not been white raised, Xiaobao is only ten years old? Looking at the things we send, we don't have to earn a year. I think you not only help others raise a son, but also buy yourself a lucky star. "

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