"Thank you, Dad, I knew you wouldn't rob me. Don't worry, Feifei is very powerful, it is estimated that he will be able to play the ukulele very slippery in a few days, and then you will teach him to play the erhu, I raise my hands in agreement. ”

Feeling his father's love, Fang Yi had a little bit of happiness and pride, and Yu Fei felt it all on the side.

In his previous life, at this age, he was still an ignorant child, and he didn't understand these things at all, let alone care about this kind of emotional exchange and communication.

"Okay, that's what you said, then we'll settle it. Fang Jianguo laughed.

Yu Fei pouted at this time and smiled: "I protest, you didn't ask me for the opinion of this party." ”

Auntie snorted: "The protest is invalid, if you can get the teaching of me and your grandfather, you can steal the fun." ”

Yu Fei was speechless and said, "Okay, auntie, you won." ”

Fang Jianguo couldn't help but laugh when he saw his daughter joking with his nephew, and then Fang Yi suddenly said: "Dad, show you something, I promise you will be surprised after reading it." ”

"Oh?" Fang Jianguo was a little curious, and asked with a smile, "What is it?"

Fang Yi glanced at Yu Fei and said with a smile: "It's a painting painted by Feifei." Feifei, your grandfather is a master of painting that even your grandfather praised, so don't you hurry up and present your masterpiece to your grandfather for appreciation. ”

Fang Jianguo shook his head with a smile and said: "What kind of painting master, that's the kind words that Old Man Yu said, your father's level of appreciation is not even fur, where can he be called a master." ”

"Grandpa, you are too modest, this is my painting, you can take a look. Yu Fei handed the painting in his hand to his grandfather.

Fang Jianguo took the painting and looked at it like this, and he was taken aback.

The reason for the surprise is not only that the nephew is very skilled in painting, but that the nephew is very meticulous in his mind and knows how to use painting to persuade him to change his ways.

Fang Yi saw the surprise on her father's face, and she said a little proudly: "Dad, Feifei's painting is good!"

Fang Jianguo didn't know the thoughts of his daughter and nephew at this time, he nodded with a smile and said: "It's not good, but it's quite good, this pen sketch is of sufficient level, and the most important thing is that it has a relatively profound connotation." Feifei, what do you mean by miracles?"

"Miracles, as the name suggests, are extremely difficult things to do. It is precisely because it is so rare that miracles are so precious. A few days ago, I saw a news in a foreign country, the news said that at the scene of a car accident, an ordinary mother suddenly burst out with great potential, and used her own strength to lift the car and rescue the child who was crushed under the car. This must be the so-called miracle. ”

Seeing that his grandfather and aunt were listening, Yu Fei paused and continued: "After reading this news, I suddenly wondered if sometimes we tend to look at problems too absolutely, and before we see the results, we have already made a judgment on the results, so as to take the initiative to give up what we want to do. Just like the big tree king of our old Fang family, it has just withered, it has not died yet, is there no miracle to happen? ”

"Anything is possible! That's great!" the aunt clapped her hands.

Fang Jianguo was a little embarrassed when he heard this, his ideological realm was not as good as that of his little grandson.

Even if he doesn't have dead wood in spring, then he can grow old and strong, give full play to his residual heat, and rejuvenate the orchard that once belonged to Lao Fang's family.

Thinking like this, Fang Jianguo had already made a decision in his heart, that is, no matter what the result of the Great Tree King was, he would give it a try, because this was one of the things he wanted to do, and he was afraid of trouble before.

Fang Jianguo patted Yu Fei's shoulder and said solemnly: "Feifei, grandpa has to thank you this time! You are right, everything is possible, besides, grandpa is not old, the orchard belongs to the old Fang family, this time grandpa will definitely take it down." ”

Hearing his grandfather's change of course, Yu Fei had a sense of accomplishment in changing history.

Isn't being reborn to make up for one's own or loved ones' regrets?

In addition, Yu Fei also heard a kind of confidence from his grandfather's words.

Yu Fei was reborn, and of course he knew the reason.

The reason why my grandfather is so confident is, of course, because he is not only popular in the village, but also has a good relationship with the director and secretary, plus the orchard originally belonged to the old Fang family, and it is difficult for anyone to compete with him under the same conditions.

In the days of '96, there was almost no such thing as bidding in the countryside, and basically the village committee had the final say, and the result of the village committee's deliberations was naturally decided by the director and secretary.

In fact, Yu Fei heard his mother say before that the village took the initiative to hand over the contract to his grandfather, but unfortunately his grandfather refused at that time, otherwise there would be no regrets later.

"Grandpa, thank you, in fact, Feifei just wants to eat the fruit you planted, hehe. ”

Fang Yi saw that Yu Fei's eyes were different from the wisdom of her peers, and she smiled coquettishly: "Little slippery, you know how to eat." ”

Fang Jianguo laughed and said: "That's not simple, when my grandfather contracts a big orchard, I must plant some of your favorite fruits, such as grapes, kiwi and the like." ”

Yu Fei thought of a kind of wild strawberry that he had eaten on the mountain in his previous life, and suddenly said: "Grandpa, I still want to eat that kind of wild strawberry with thorns, which is the kind on Fairy Peak." ”

Fang Jianguo smiled: "That's called thornberry, it is a kind of raspberry, which is not only delicious, but also can be dried and sold as medicinal herbs." Since you like to eat, then grandpa must grow it. ”

Yu Fei remembered the ground lantern he had eaten, the fruit really looked like a lantern, a bit of cherry tomatoes, very sweet and delicious, but unfortunately he never tasted it again in his previous life.

"Grandpa, are the lanterns ready to eat now?"

"Not yet, it's just fruited!" Fang Jianguo shook his head and said with a smile: "It turns out that you still like to eat this, then when you are ripe, your grandfather will go to the hill to pick it for you." ”

Speaking of fruits, Yu Fei's thoughts seemed to have really returned to his youth, and the memories of his youth were now so kind.

As he spoke, the topic of Yu Fei and his grandfather somehow returned to the painting "Miracle Tree".

"Feifei, your painting is very good, but you only have one problem. ”

When grandpa said this, Yu Fei actually knew what the problem was, maybe he wanted his grandfather to understand what he meant, so he wrote eight more words, but now that he thinks about it, it is actually completely redundant.

Fang Yi asked, "Dad, isn't it very good?

Yu Fei smiled and said: "Auntie, grandpa is right, I shouldn't have written those eight words on the painting, in fact, the painting already contains this meaning, and those who know painting will naturally understand." ”

Fang Jianguo nodded and smiled: "It's not bad to wake up so quickly! Actually, your eight pen characters are both wrong and correct, which adds a charm to this painting." Your characters are timeless and strong, and you shouldn't have put in a lot of work on weekdays, right?"

Yu Fei smiled and said: "It's not as good as what my grandfather said, so I usually practice casually." ”

In his previous life, Yu Fei's words in junior high school could only be regarded as good, but in high school, he deliberately practiced for a period of time and improved more than one grade, and later deliberately studied for a period of time in the process of learning painting, and also got his father's advice, and his painting and calligraphy have been significantly improved.