Chapter 115

Fang Yan didn't know what he had done. After he received the letter from Fang Honghua, who asked the teacher to write for him, he was very happy. He held the letter for many days.

When Fang Honghua's letter arrived, it was the new year's day. As soon as Fang Yan received the letter, she immediately ran to the phone and called the village.

"Hello?" At the other end of the phone, a gentle female voice rang. For this number from the capital, the village head's wife has already remembered, so she immediately said, "it's Xiaobao, did you call your mother again?"

"Yes, please."

The village lady whispered "it doesn't matter" and put the phone aside. She asked her little son to call for Fang Honghua to come and answer the phone, but she was busy again.

Across the phone, Fang Yan vaguely heard the voice coming from there. It was very lively. Many of the voices were familiar to him. They were all people from the village.

Every new year's Day is the busiest time in the village. People will sell eggs that have been stored for a long time in exchange for pork and clothes. Only at this time can children open their minds to pick up the fat on the table and have a new dress.

Fang Yan remembers that the village head's family always makes a lot of delicious food during the Spring Festival. The smell of braised pork comes out of the window and spreads to every family and his nose. As for whether he can eat meat, it depends on the family's income in those years. Hua's mother always leaves the best things for him, and she will try to make him a bowl of delicious braised pork during the Spring Festival.

At the thought of this, Fang Yan couldn't help narrowing his eyes.

He specially sent a large piece of meat to Hua's mother. It was not fresh meat. Because it was a long way to go, it was not good to keep fresh, and there was no refrigerator at home. So he sent a large piece of cured meat, which could be stored for a long time. It was called ham.

Flower mother said that she had received it, and the letter also wrote that she was very happy!

This time he's not at home. Hua's mother can eat a lot of meat by herself!

Fang Yan sniffed happily, as if he could smell the braised pork made by mother Hua.

…… Eh?

He looked around doubtfully, and saw Fang Huai with a small bowl appeared beside him. On the chopsticks of his other hand, there was an attractive piece of braised pork!

As soon as Fang Yan's eyes lit up, he immediately stretched out his head and swallowed the meat.

The meat was just cooked by the chef, and it was very hot. As soon as he ate it, Fang Yan was immediately scalded, and all of a sudden his tears came out. Fang Huai was startled. He didn't expect it would burn him. He immediately circled around him and handed over the small bowl to show him to spit out the meat.

But when the meat in his mouth had no reason to spit out, Fang Yan puffed up his cheeks and sucked in the air with this small piece of meat, and let it cool down with physical actions.

On the other side, Fang Honghua's voice came out of the telephone which had been quiet for a long time, and immediately attracted all his attention to the past. Fang inkstone gulps down the meat, regardless of whether it is hot or not, and quickly calls out: "flower mother."

"Ah, it's inkstone." Fang Honghua said thanks to the village head's wife in a low voice. She took the plastic stool in her hand and sat beside the telephone. She called her foster son in a low voice: "today's Chinese New Year's day, how did inkstone and I call? Didn't you celebrate the new year with mom and dad? "

"I'm at home and dad is sitting next to me." Fang Yan said, "I got a letter from Hua's mother, so let's talk to her. Do you have any delicious braised meat today? I sent you a piece of meat. Did you cook it? Did you eat it? Is it delicious? "

"Done, eaten, delicious." Fang Honghua said with a smile: "because the inkstone is not at home, I ate a big piece, even a person who robbed me."

Fang Yan was satisfied.

Because it's new year's day, before zero, some people can't wait to start setting off fireworks. While they were talking, the sound of "bang bang bang" sounded outside. Fang Yan looked up subconsciously. Through the window, he could see the gorgeous fireworks blooming in the dark outside.

He "wow" a, excited to share with the people on the phone: "flower mother, I set off fireworks here!"

Fang Honghua smiles and answers.

She also looked out of the window. It was very busy outside. Many children from other families came out. Qualified families, such as the village head's, bought some fireworks this year and put them outside. She had heard before that they would be set off in the evening. Before that time, many children were waiting around it excitedly, and their faces were covered with a lot of excitement It's expectation.

Must be the face of inkstone, should also be such an expression?

Fang Honghua takes back her sight and glances at some people who are eating around the big round table. All the people in the village are related to their relatives, and most of the relatives of the village head are villagers in their village. At this time, she sat here and made a phone call with Fang Yan. There were several people who looked at her casually.

What do you want to know? Do you know what she and inkstone are talking about?The side of the mouth is kind to answer Fang Yan's words, but Fang Honghua's heart is born with infinite fatigue.

Since inkstone came back once, all the villagers she knew before seemed to have changed. One or two of them were listening about her. They were clearly getting along with each other under their noses, but they had to feel that she was doing something furtively. Every time she sent back something to eat and wear, they seemed to feel that there was some treasure hidden in it.

Even if there is any gold and silver treasure, what is it to do with these people?

Her son is raised by her, but also sent back by her own hand. She has nothing to do with these people. Is it difficult to become an inkstone and even filial piety with them?

Envy her to have inkstone, what is the use of filial piety, the new year's Eve, she is not alone, even a meal with people are not.

Fang Honghua sighs and stops in a hurry, but the child across the phone is keenly aware of it.

"Does mother Hua miss me?" Fang Yan also sighed and said, "I also want to spend my mother, but I and flower mother are too far away, even the Chinese new year can not be together. If only mother Hua lived in the capital

Fang Honghua bent her mouth. Yes, if she lived in the capital, she would not only see her son who she was thinking of every day, but also would not have to be speculated by these people.

A crazy idea came to her mind.

"But don't worry about it. I'll try my best to save money. I'll take her over as soon as possible." Fang Yan said happily: "so that I can meet her every day and spend the new year with her."

Fang Honghua said with a smile, "I'll wait."

But she had a different idea in her mind.

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