Chapter 567: Lotus Falls

The next day, Fang Xiaoyu personally went to several households to give the thank-you gifts, and then went to Uncle Seven's house and Jiang Yan's house, and then went to Zhang's house to visit Mrs. Zhang.

Mrs. Zhang's body is very good, but the New Year is approaching, and it is inevitable to remember Zhang Jiaqian and Xu Houlang, and she wants to say a few words.

In front of Fang Xiaoyu, as soon as her daughter and nephew were mentioned, the old lady began to wipe her tears.

At Mrs. Zhang's age, she doesn't ask for anything else, she just wants her children and grandchildren to be able to surround her knees and enjoy the blessings in the years of her life.

Zhang Wenhai and Song Haifang are going out to work, and now that Zhang Yihao is accompanied by a grandson at home, the house will inevitably look deserted.

Fang Xiaoyu took out the letter sent by Xu Houlang a few days ago and read it to Mrs. Zhang, and the old lady wiped her tears, "So, Houhou still won't come back in the past few years?"

Fang Xiaoyu didn't want to lie and deceive the old man and nodded to the old man, and Mrs. Zhang couldn't help sighing, and said with a depressed expression, "This is the life of the two of them." ”

If the daughter hadn't chosen that man, why would she be separated today.

But if there was no man, and there would be no smart grandson like Xu Houlang, Mrs. Zhang would also see it.

Children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren, and she, an old lady, can't take care of it, and she can't take care of it.

Fortunately, a few days ago, Zhang Jiaqian called home and reported her safety.

said that she was in Kyoto with the child's father, everything was fine, and there was a maid waiting for her there, so that she could rest assured and didn't have to worry about her.

These words are all words that Zhang Jiaqian is looking for, and the old lady naturally knows in her heart that it is really good, and she will come back together during the New Year.

Thinking of this, Mrs. Zhang's mood was inevitably a little low.

Fang Xiaoyu moved her lips, and she didn't know how to comfort the old man, but Old Lady Zhang saw her thoughts, and patted her hand lovingly, "Good boy, you don't know if you don't say grandma, I don't look cold with you accompanying grandma." ”

Mrs. Zhang is a transparent and kind elder, Fang Xiaoyu likes her very much, not only because Xu Houlang is not there, she came to do her filial piety for him.

Fang Xiaoyu blinked and said, "Grandma, in this way, I brought a bamboo board over today, in the past two days, I have learned a new piece of "Wang Jinlong Asks for Rice" Lotus Fall, how about you give me a comment on my singing?"

Lotus fall is the folk art of Shao City, which is well-known and widely spread in Shao City.

Men, women and children as long as they are local will hum a few words of lotus fall, which can be said to be the best entertainment way for the masses in Shaoshi to spend time after tea and dinner.

The key is that Mrs. Zhang loves the local lotus flower very much, like Hu everyone's, Ni everyone's, these well-known lotus flowers, the old lady has heard of it, and is familiar with it.

Xiaoyu did her homework when she came to the front, and picked a fresh one that the old lady had never heard of, and came to relieve her boredom.

Sure enough, as soon as she said that the old lady was energetic, her face swept away the previous haze.

"Okay. Mrs. Zhang's face turned into a chrysanthemum with a smile on her face, "Then I am really blessed, I just listened to "Sister Cui Returns to Her Mother's Home" you sang to your grandmother last time, and it has only been a few days, and you have new tricks." ”

"Grandma, it took a few days to sing "Sister Cui Returns to Her Mother's Home" for you last time, and I thought you would think I was too slow to learn, so this song is easy to learn this time. ”

Fang Xiaoyu grinned, "Listen to this "Wang Jinlong Wants Rice" first, if you don't like it, I still have a song in my stomach, but this funny, you will definitely like it." ”

"As soon as I heard the title of "Wang Jinlong Wants Rice", it was interesting. Mrs. Zhang nodded happily, "Okay, you can sing this song for me first, the song on your stomach, my grandmother is still reluctant to blow it, wait for you to come next time, and sing it to me." ”

"Well, grandmother, listen up. ”

Fang Xiaoyu's voice was raised, and the bamboo board in his hand was held above his chest, and Peng Peng knocked it up.

Learning from those famous artists, he raised his little face, and sang with enough posture and bamboo board.

Not to mention that he still learns quite well, as soon as he comes on the stage, he amuses Mrs. Zhang.

In addition, Fang Xiaoyu's voice is crisp and sweet, and in order to please Mrs. Zhang, her voice is particularly funny and witty.

sang a paragraph, and the old lady couldn't close her mouth.

Later, the old lady also pulled her to learn herself, and sang the lotus flower falling for half a morning, and the old lady's sullenness was completely relieved.

At noon, Fang Xiaoyu accompanied Mrs. Zhang to eat again, and when she fell asleep, Fang Xiaoyu went home.

During the Chinese New Year, the team took ten days off, and during these days of vacation, Fang Xiaoyu and his brother Fang Yonghua helped Chen Xiuying do a big cleaning, cleaned the doors and windows, and made some window grilles by themselves.

When the lanterns are pasted and the couplets are hung, the smell of the New Year will come out.

On this day, just after the cleaning, Fang Guodong came back from outside, and his voice was excited, "Xiaoyu, Xiaohua, come out quickly and see what Dad bought for you." ”

"What did you buy?" the brother and sister poked their heads out in front of the hall.

Good guy, Fang Guodong didn't know where to borrow a human-powered tricycle and bought a whole car of fireworks.

Big and small, long and short, all kinds of things.

"Dad, you're awesome, the fireworks on the whole street have brought you back. ”

Fang Yonghua looked at a car full of fireworks, his eyes shining.

In the early years, their brother and sister wanted to buy more fireworks and firecrackers to set off, but the family's economic conditions did not allow it.

The two brothers and sisters can buy a few cheap drills or squibs and throwing cannons at most, but they don't have any energy at all.

I had to take advantage of the fact that when the neighbors went out to set off fireworks, he took his sister to the open space and watched the people put them off.

Fang Xiaoyu praised, "Awesome Dad, you can do fireworks business next year." ”

The children were happy, it was in vain that he spent a lot of money to buy these things, Fang Guodong was also happy when he looked at it, "There are no fireworks in the whole street, but there are always half a street, come, you help me unload it, I still borrowed this car from your Uncle Baofa, he will have to do business later, let's unload it early, don't delay him." ”

Fang Guodong started to do it as he spoke, Fang Xiaoyu wanted to help, Fang Yonghua didn't let her get involved, "You stay on the side, this kind of work, where do you want a girl to do it." ”

Fang Yonghua rolled up his sleeves neatly.

Fang Xiaoyu just took a firecracker, and her brother really looked at her as a delicate flower.

However, Fang Xiaoyu, who was stopped, was still sweet in his heart, and obediently stood on the side to watch the scumbag father and brother sweating.

The beautiful snake king in the space jumped to his feet excitedly, "Yoho, watch the fireworks." ”

Fang Xiaoyu thought to himself that this little snake was really unknowledgeable, and praised it for being known as the most beautiful spirit snake king in the demon world, and he was excited to be like this when he set off a firework, and he had traveled through the spirit snake of five thousand years up and down, and he had seen this point.

Fang Xiaoyu seriously suspected that this little snake had always been boasting about itself, what five thousand years ago, the most beautiful spirit snake king, it was all bullshit.