After dinner, the little one asked his mother to draw with her.

Mother Lan didn't have anything to do, so she also came over, and the three of them drew together.

Lan Caiyi and Lan Ma are proficient in Chinese painting, and have been systematically cultivated since childhood, Lan Mother is good at landscape painting, Lan Caiyi is good at fine brush painting, and the little guy is good at painting .......

Although it is not as beautiful as the mother and grandmother's paintings, because of them with him, the little one gets more happiness, so although the painting is not the best-looking, it is the most imaginative and happiest painting.

Dad Fang had dinner and watched the little guy go to paint, nothing happened to him, so he walked to the yard, leaned on the deck chair and looked at the starry sky in the north, and didn't know what he was thinking?

Fang Yuan felt a little strange in his heart, he rarely saw Father Fang like this, he was usually impatient and reckless, how could he ever have such feelings revealed.

Fang's mother was cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, Fang Yuan followed to the kitchen to help, "What's wrong with my dad?"

"What's wrong?" Fang's mother, who was washing the dishes, raised her head and asked.

"I don't feel like he's in the right mood tonight!" Fang Yuan leaned over to her and whispered.

"No, didn't you see him having a lot of fun with Xinxin before?" Fang's mother was a little puzzled.

"Look at him, is this also called?" Fang Yuan pointed out the kitchen window.

Mother Fang frowned slightly when she saw Father Fang looking at the starry sky in a daze through the glass window.

"Your dad guesses there's something going on in his heart, by the way, did he say anything in the yard before?" Fang's mother was very familiar with her husband and knew that he must have something hidden in his heart.

"It's nothing, I just said that he is really good to Xinxin now, and specially bought her a swing, I didn't want to let him tie a rope to the tree when I was a child. Fang Yuan thought for a moment and said with some doubts.

"Then did your father say anything?" Fang's mother asked suspiciously.

"He said you're a boy, be strong, learn to take care of yourself. Fang Yuan repeated Father Fang's words just now, and always felt that this sentence was a little inexplicable.

Mother Fang looked stunned when she heard this, and then turned around and continued to wash her dishes.

"Mom, do you know anything? Tell me. Fang Yuan's curiosity was now like a cat scratching.

"It's all about the older generation, do you know what to do?" Fang's mother kept saying.

"Mom, I'll help you wash the dishes, just tell me. Fang Yuan grabbed Fang's mother's arm and pleaded.

"Your daughter is so old, why are you still like a child. Fang's mother said this, but there was a smile on her face.

"No matter how big I am, I'm also your son!" Fang Yuan grabbed her arm and didn't let her wash it.

"You......" Mother Fang shook her head with a smile.

Fang Yuan's movements reminded her of the past, when Fang Yuan wanted to buy snacks or toys when she was a child, she liked to pull her arm like this and begg, just like yesterday, but in a blink of an eye, his daughters had grown up, and he was also old......!

"Mom?" Fang Yuan saw that Fang's mother was stunned, so he raised his voice and shouted.

"Okay, what do you want to know?" Fang's mother stuffed the dishcloth into his hand.

"Just the sentence I repeated just now, is there anything wrong with that sentence?" Fang Yuan asked as he brushed the bowl.

"That sentence was actually said by your grandmother to your father. Mother Fang looked at Father Fang in the yard outside the window, and sighed faintly.

"My grandma?" Fang Yuan was very surprised when he heard this.

Because in his memory, Dad Fang never seemed to mention things in his family, and he remembered that when he was younger, he seemed to ask, but Dad Fang just coldly told him that they were all dead.

"Your father has three brothers, he is the youngest, and when the natural disaster occurred three years, your grandmother gave him two steamed buns and kicked him out of the house. Because he has one more mouth, and there is no labor yet.

The only thing I told him was what I said just now, your father relied on two steamed buns all the way south, and almost starved to death on the road. ”

Fang's mother looked at Fang's father outside the window, there was some fog in her eyes, three years of natural disasters, for the fishermen near the sea, the impact is not very great, and those who starve to death are all shaved in the soil.

But she learned from Father Fang's past words that the three years were extremely miserable, not to mention that Father Fang was only seven or eight years old at that time.

Fang Yuan hadn't experienced it, but he had heard that according to official data, the number of unnatural deaths during the three-year period was 10 million, but the specific number will not be repeated here.

Fang's mother retracted her gaze and continued: "Later, your father met a man named Cripple Laosi, and he asked your father to work for him and gave him a bite to eat, so he didn't starve to death. ”

"Dad is so young, what kind of work can he do?" Fang Yuan said, putting down the rag in his hand.

Fang's mother did not explain, but continued, "At that time, to engage in large-scale steelmaking, steelmaking naturally needed coal, and after the charcoal car, there was always some falling on the road.

And the lame fourth controlled several children, let them pick up briquettes, and when they collected more, he pulled them to exchange food stamps with others, he was not bad, and finally gave him a bite to eat, and your father survived. ”

Fang Yuan felt a little sad when he heard this, because the lame fourth could think of it, others would definitely be able to think of it, the final result would inevitably be solved by force, Father Fang's character might have been cultivated at that time, because he was too good at talking, maybe he would have starved to death a long time ago.

"And how did my dad become a soldier later?"

"Three years of natural disasters passed, and within a few years, the lame fourth child was arrested for speculation, and your father was also sent to an orphanage, and later entered the army through the recommendation of the orphanage. Fang's mother continued.

"Did Dad go back and see it later?"

Fang's mother shook her head when she heard this, "Later, I heard that the lame fourth child died in prison, and your grandmother's house, your father couldn't let go of his knot, and he never went back." ”

Glancing at Father Fang who was leaning on a chair outside the window, Fang Yuan somewhat understood his feelings, being kicked out of the house at such a young age, in fact, his grandmother had already given up on him, and she didn't want him to survive at all.

"After so many years, grandma should have passed away, right?" Fang Yuan asked with some emotion.

"Who knows, if she were still alive, she would be in her eighties. As Fang's mother spoke, she turned around and went out to bring in the teacup on the dining table, and then made a cup of tea.

"By the way, why haven't I heard you talk about grandpa?" Fang Yuan asked a little strangely.

"Your grandfather participated in the War to Resist US Aggression and Aid Korea and was wounded on the battlefield, and your father died a few years after he was born. ”

Mother Lan stuffed the teacup in his hand and motioned for him to send it to Father Fang.

Fang Yuan held the teacup, thinking of a woman with three children, he suddenly understood his grandmother's situation back then, but he was indignant at her behavior, and felt even more sorry for Fang's father.