Seeing his younger brother Zheng Yang looking at the boys grabbing the candy on the ground with envy on his face, Zheng Fang smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

"Let's go, go home, what is this? Brother brought good things for you and Zheng Hong. As he spoke, he dragged Zheng Yang towards home.

"Brother, grandma is gone. Looking at Zheng Fang, who looked strange in shape and appearance, Zheng Yang followed behind him and snorted, and a sentence came out. Zheng Fang stood abruptly and turned his head to look at Zheng Yang.

"What are you talking about?" Zheng Fang's eyes widened.

"...... Milk ...... Deceased. Zheng Yang looked at Zheng Fang, whose face suddenly changed, and was so frightened that he stammered and couldn't speak.

Zheng Fang was a little angry, his grandmother died, how could the family not write to him? This little guy talks nonsense as soon as they meet, and he has to educate him well.

"Really...... It's true. Zheng Yang was about to shed tears when he was wronged. To be honest, Zheng Fang is very different from when he came back this time and left home, not only did he jump out a lot, but he was a lot stronger, and his eyebrows and eyes were opened. What's more, he already has a kind of cultivator's momentum on his body, after all, he has guarded the clumsy realm, and he has killed people, he usually smiles, and he can't see any problems, but once he gets angry, ordinary people can really be frightened, which is to face Zheng Yang, Zheng Fang reined in, if other people in the village said this, they would have been paralyzed by fright.

"Brother?" A crisp voice sounded hesitantly not far away, Zheng Fang turned his head and saw his sister Zheng Hong standing on the threshold of her house, looking at herself carefully, it is estimated that she can't equate the Zheng Fang in front of her with the brother in her impression.

Ignoring Zheng Yang anymore, and not looking closely at the roof with new thatch, Zheng Fangsan stepped over Zheng Hong in two steps, and went to the house in a daze, grandpa did not squat by the door like before, Zheng Fang had a bad premonition in his heart.

"Daddy, I'm back!Grandpa, grandma, I'm back!" Zheng Fang shouted loudly as he walked into the gloomy hut, hoping to hear his grandfather chanting "Zheng Dong, go home for dinner!", however, he was greeted by his mother's surprise face.

"Fang, are you back?" the mother hurriedly came out of the room, and the half-drawn curtain was still on her shoulder.

"Mother, what about grandpa and grandma? I'll take a look at the second elder first. Zheng Fang was about to break into the room as he spoke, but his mother stopped him.

"Grandma is gone. The mother said lightly, pointing to the portrait hanging in the middle hall of the outhouse.

"Let's kowtow to Grandma first. ”

"I said it earlier, the second brother just doesn't believe it!" Zheng Yang, who followed Zheng Fang to the door, was still full of grievances.

Looking at his grandmother's portrait in a daze, Zheng Fang seemed to be in a dream, stunned and speechless.

"My grandmother passed away on November 28 last year. Your father was afraid that it would affect your studies, so he didn't write to you. The mother slowly explained to Zheng Fang on the side.

On November 28th, I was in the spirit world at that time, and I said that I couldn't come back. Zheng Fang settled down, unloaded the package from his shoulder, rested it on the ground, picked up the incense on the table, and did not use a match, rubbed his fingers, and lit it.

"Where's Grandpa?" Zheng Fang held the incense, as if he suddenly remembered something.

"Your grandfather has not been in good health lately, and has been lying in bed, and you kowtow and go in to see him. The mother didn't seem to notice Zheng Fang's action of lighting incense, and pointed to the inside and said.

Plugging in incense, facing the portrait of his grandmother, Zheng Fang knelt down and kowtowed a few times, sighing in his heart, he also brought her grandmother's favorite braised pork, which he and Lao Fan specially greeted and prepared, all of which were two-finger thick fatty meat, stewed in thick oil red sauce, but unfortunately grandma couldn't eat it!

"Father, what about the eldest brother?" Standing up, Zheng Fang asked again. There is no farm work in winter, so my father and eldest brother should be at home.

"The production team broke the ice and fished in Dingbo Lake today, and your father and eldest brother went to help. Mother said.

"Oh. Zheng Fang nodded. Zhengjiawan has this habit, every year before the Spring Festival, the lake with thin ice will be broken, catch some fish up, each family to share a little, is the township New Year's welfare, every time at this time, the men will go to the lake to help, it is not in vain.

When I opened the thick curtain of the inner room, a thick stench came to my face, which was the breath that I could not get rid of after being sick for a long time, showing the unbearable and decaying of all living things when they inexorably slipped towards the end of their lives. Zheng Fang saw his grandfather lying on his back on the bed, wrapped in a shabby quilt, his originally ruddy face was already sallow, his mouth was wheezing, and his breath was sweet and sour.

"Grandpa, I'm Zheng Fang, I'm back. Zheng Fang came to the side of the bed and looked down at his grandfather.

"It's strange to say, as soon as grandma died, grandpa's body collapsed, and he kept lying on the bed, not knowing anything, it all depends on your father and your brother, tossing each other, wiping his body three times a day, to maintain a refreshment. As she spoke, she sat down at the head of the bed, holding a broken bowl, dipping a piece of gauze into the bowl and squeezing the water into Grandpa's mouth little by little.

Holding his grandfather's hand, which was as thin as dry wood, Zheng Fang passed the spiritual power he had just accumulated in his body towards his grandfather's body little by little. Zheng Fang can't heal, but there is no way to just look at it in a daze, and do nothing, since the spiritual power is infinitely useful, let's use it to see if I can save my grandfather.

Grandpa's body is like a dry and cracked earth, as soon as the spiritual power enters, it is like a few raindrops falling, and it disappears in an instant, it is useless, Zheng Fang increased the intensity of the spiritual power output, but no matter how much it was sent, it was like a mud cow entering the sea, and there was no reaction at all. After trying for a long time, I saw that my mother put down the bowl, so I gave up my efforts in a daze.

"Fang, what's wrong with you?, why did your face suddenly turn pale?" the mother looked at Zheng Fang and asked suspiciously.

In the end, it is his own mother, and he can't hide any clues, Zheng Fang smiled bitterly and shook his head, that is a manifestation of the depletion of spiritual power in the body, this explanation is too troublesome, so I simply don't explain it.

"Zheng Yang, Zheng Hong, hurry up and help!" The voice of the eldest brother Zheng Dong came from outside the house, and Zheng Fang hurriedly greeted him. I saw my father walking in the head with a half-human-long big silver carp in his hand, and my brother Zheng Dong followed behind with a large handful of trash fish in his pocket with a waste newspaper, there were too many trash fish, and they always fell out, and my brother seemed a little in a hurry, and called for his younger brothers and sisters to help.

"Brother, I'll come. Zheng Fang hurriedly walked forward.

"Zheng Fang!" Seeing his younger brother, Zheng Dong's eyes lit up and he hurriedly dodged.

"No, don't get your clothes dirty, just let Zheng Hong and Zheng Yang help you get a few. I'm all fishy, stay away. As Zheng Dong spoke, Zheng Hong and Zheng Yang stepped forward, caught a few small fish in one hand, and ran home happily.

"Dad!" Zheng Fang greeted his father.

"Hmm. Dad replied heavily, looked at Zheng Fang, didn't speak, and left the fish on the ground in front of the door.

"Zheng Dong, your brother will come home today and ask your mother to stew all the small fish. Dad turned his head and said to Zheng Dong, and then entered the house.

"Hey!" Zheng Dong agreed, and followed into the house with the miscellaneous fish, and after a while, he hurriedly turned out again, holding the few fish scales, wet and greasy newspapers in his hand, and smiled at Zheng Fang.

"There are still some left, I asked Zheng Mingyi to watch it for me, I have to hurry up and get it. As he spoke, Zheng Dongfeng left in a hurry, Zheng Fang looked at his back, and just wanted to say that he would go with him, but saw his father walking out with a broken basin.

There was water in the basin, and a kitchen knife was leaning against the edge of the basin. Dad put down the basin, picked up the kitchen knife and began to scrape the scales, and then shaved the fish from the back, and took the internal organs, this is to pickle the fish, in the Zheng family, it has always been the father himself, and several children in the Zheng family have not learned this craft.

"Kowtow to your milk?" Dad lowered his head and was busy for a while, then suddenly asked.

"Knock. Zheng Fang squatted there and watched his father play with the fish, and replied sullenly.

"Daddy didn't tell you, don't blame Daddy?" Dad asked again.

"No wonder, when my grandmother died, I wasn't at school and couldn't come back. Zheng Fang replied.

"It will take six or seven days to write a letter, and it will take a few days for you to come back, and by then your grandmother has already been buried, so you don't have to delay your studies. Come back this time, I have to go to your grandmother's grave to worship, this person, the picture is alive, and when he dies, he will get those vain things, it's boring. Dad carefully pulled out the internal organs of the fish little by little, Zheng Fang knew that he was afraid of breaking the fish gallbladder, and once the fish gall bladder broke, the whole fish would be bitter and unable to eat. It's just that Dad is very slow today, and that word is like saying to the fish.

When the father washed the fish, smeared it with salt, and stuffed it into the pickled fish jar, the mother was already in the house beckoning to start the meal. The family sat around the hall, in the middle was stewed straight and bubbling, the fragrant miscellaneous fish pot, the mother served rice to everyone, and used a small bowl to hold some fish soup, carefully got some fish, removed the thorns, and was about to go to the room, Zheng Fang stood up.

"Mother, I'll come. Zheng Fang stayed in school for a semester, and everyone was used to eating together in the cafeteria, and then he saw that his mother was not on the table when he ate, so he was a little unaccustomed to it, and he saw his mother's behavior, she was going to feed her grandfather, so she thought about her own past.

"It's okay, my mother feeds me carefully, grandpa can eat two more bites, and he won't get dirty on the bedding. As she spoke, she turned around and went to the inner room.

"Let your mother go, she's used to it. As he spoke, Dad took a fish and put it in Zheng Fang's bowl.

"Dad, why are you still polite to me?" Zheng Fang embarrassedly gave the fish clip to Zheng Yang.

"Eat slowly, be careful of stabs!" Zheng Fang glared at Zheng Yang, this kid, he just can't change his gluttony.

"You eat more, you can't eat the miscellaneous fish pot in Zhengjiawan in the northern capital. Dad said.

"Yes, Zheng Fang, I read what you wrote in your letter, why are your schools so arrogant? Zheng Dong said with a smile, while Zheng Hong and Zheng Yang immediately looked at Zheng Fang.