I didn't expect that the morning was still windy and sunny, but in the afternoon, the sky suddenly became overcast, the wind swept the dark clouds, and the thunder was gusting, and it was a frame that was about to rain rain.

Aunt Gen dried a lot of homemade bacon and sausages and dried fish in the yard, and Fang Jing hurriedly helped to move the cured goods back to the kitchen, and the rainstorm fell like a scoop.

At present, Fang Jing still adopts a family workshop style of operation, and only three employees are hired, Uncle Gen and Aunt Gen are responsible for cleaning the stone kitchen, taking care of the front desk, network promotion and other marketing clerical work is Ye Chi is fully responsible, in terms of the current development of the fishing village, this kind of family workshop type of operation is completely sufficient.

"Your dad and mom are coming back soon, right?" Uncle Gen came in, holding a change of sheets and quilt covers.

"On Saturday's plane, I went to the airport early in the morning to pick them up." Fang Jingzheng was squatting at the door of the stove to help Aunt Gen light the fire, staring at the row of smoked bacon and sausage and preserved chicken hanging on the beam, and his saliva was about to flow down.

Fang's father and mother are not there this year, Uncle Gen and Aunt Gen also helped Fang Jing make a lot of bacon by the way when they smoked bacon, and now they are all hanging on the beam, in a whole row.

The meat is a home-raised pig, which grew up eating grain, with more lean meat and less fat, and there is no need to worry about any clenbuterol; The chicken is free-range after hatching in the old mother's house, tender and fragrant, the fish is caught in the pond, although it is also grown up eating feed, but the taste is better than the market sales.

And the bacon made by Aunt Gen tastes good, much more delicious than the X people and gods sold in the supermarket, and those who have eaten it say that it is good, and many guests will never forget it after tasting Aunt Gen's craftsmanship, and they specially drove over to buy Aunt Gen's homemade bacon.

Maybe in the future, we can also develop a farmer's homemade bacon business.

"Okay, if you don't have time, ask your aunt to help clean up tomorrow, you two boys, it would be good to clean up where you live." Uncle Gen said a word and went directly to the laundry room.

"Lao Gen is this temper, saying two good words is like killing him, don't be like him, he just doesn't like it, and he suffers the loss of that mouth." Aunt Gen stir-fried the vegetables neatly, laughing, and said, "Anyway, there are no guests in the farmhouse now, and there are not many things, your Uncle Gen can do it alone, I have nothing to do, if you can rest assured, my aunt will go to your house in a while, wash what should be washed, wipe what should be wiped, and wait for Lao Fang and Xiaole to come back, they can also take a breath and have a good New Year with peace of mind." ”

Fang Jing's face froze for a moment, he really hadn't thought about it.

Usually he mops the ground at most, Cen Jiu is a good hand at playing with knives, as for housework, forget it, sweeping the floor He can directly let the broom split the five horses, it is still a broom tied by the farmer with sorghum ears, and it is old and strong.

In addition, the two of them are usually busy, they have been at sea for more than a month, and the house is covered with a layer of dust, Fang Jingguang cleaned his and Cen Jiu's bedroom, and other places should be invisible because he is not needed, Aunt Gen offered to help, Fang Jing couldn't ask for it.

After eating, Aunt Gen took the set of clothes she cleaned and went to Fang's house with Fang Jing.

The three of them worked hard for two days, until the floor of the Fang family's old mansion was clean and smooth enough to be used as a mirror, and Aunt Gen successfully exited the scene.

"That's what the clean floor looks like." Looking at the beautiful ground, Fang Jing pondered, it turned out that the ground he used to mop was not called mopping at all.

Sure enough, he has a special talent for diving, Cen Jiu has a special skill for fighting, and Aunt Gen also has a private secret for cleaning.

Fang Jing thought silently, it's really three hundred and sixty lines, and the line is the champion!

Soon, the weekend came, Fang's father and their plane would not arrive until evening, and in the afternoon, Fang Jing and Cen Jiu packed up and went to Jingcheng Airport to pick up people.

At this time, it was the end of the year, and the airport was full of people, Cen Jiu was a little better, and Fang Jing's head stood in the crowd, and he was instantly submerged.

Cen Jiu saw the grand occasion of the New Year for the first time, nearly one-fifth of the world's population, whether rich or not, with wives and without wives, almost all returned to their hometowns from all over the world in the past few days to reunite with their families.

"That's a lot of people!" Cen Jiu exclaimed.

Shangjing of the Great Qi Dynasty was already the most prosperous and rich city, but it was far less prosperous than this.

You must know that there are 10,000 people in Jingcheng alone, and in a city like Jingcheng, there is one in the Great Heavenly Dynasty, and as for a metropolis like the magic capital of Kyoto,

"It's nothing, you can see what it means to have a lot of people when you go to the train station!" Fang Jing stood in the crowd and stretched his neck to look in, for fear of missing Fang's father and Fang's mother.

Suddenly, as soon as his waist tightened, Fang Jing found that his feet were off the ground, and his whole person was lifted.

Fang Jing: "......"

"So you can see clearly." Cen Jiu's face was indifferent.

Well, the monster is so handsome!

But as a big man, he was lifted up by another little man with both hands in front of everyone, Fang Jing didn't think he was handsome at all!

However, before he could refuse, he saw a man pushing a luggage cart.

The man was not too tall, wearing a black down jacket, with a thin face, but his eyes were full of life. He pushed a luggage cart with three large suitcases that were very sturdy and heavy at first glance, and walked slowly along the crowd.

He didn't walk fast, and his walking posture was even a little awkward, but he did walk out on his own, without human support, or crutches or anything.

Behind him, followed by a middle-aged woman with a slightly sturdy figure, a tall and thin teenager beside the woman, and the eyes of the two fell on the crowd that picked up the plane, eagerly searching for something.

Seeing this scene, Fang Jing's eyes were a little moist.

"Dad, Mom, Xiaole, here and here!" He waved at the three of them in the crowd, and everyone around them looked back at the young man who was being lifted up like a child, and they couldn't help laughing, and one girl even took out her mobile phone and took pictures.

Fang Jing was unaware of this, at this moment, he only saw the three figures he was concerned about in his sight, all the crowd was moving away, and all the sounds were automatically filtered by him.

His family returned home safely.

When Dad Fang heard the voice, he couldn't help but laugh when he saw Fang Jing who was "standing out from the crowd" at a glance.

"This kid ......" Before Father Fang finished sighing, Fang Jing and Cen Jiu had already fought their way out of the crowd and squeezed in front of Father Fang.

"Dad, can you walk on your legs?" Fang Jing grabbed Fang's father's arm, his eyes stared straight at Fang's father's pants revealing a simulated prosthetic, and he really stepped on the ground, although Fang's father's walking posture was very awkward and unnatural, although every step he took, Fang's father's face would subconsciously twitch, but he was indeed walking on his own, and he could walk freely like a normal person.

Fang Jing's eyes turned red in an instant.

His father had been lying in bed depressed for so many years, suffering so much, and finally being able to stand up again.

"Hey, son, how does Dad look now?" Father Fang smiled heartily, patted Fang Jing's shoulder and asked proudly.

"Amazingly handsome." Fang Jing praised him without hesitation, "You are the most handsome and handsome father in the world!" ”

His voice was loud and loud, causing everyone around him to look back at who the most handsome and handsome dad in the world was.

"Hey, hey, hey!" Father Fang touched his head, because he was too happy and only knew how to smirk.

"Brother, why don't you call me?" Fang Xiaole was wearing a big down jacket and a cashmere scarf around his neck, he hadn't seen him for a semester, he had risen a lot, and he was almost reaching Fang Jing's chin.

Fang Jing was taken aback: "Fang Xiaole, you tell me honestly, what kind of fertilizer have you eaten, it grows so fast, beware of the light that you don't grow long, you have become a stupid big man." ”

"Brother, you are so annoying!" Fang Xiaole hummed dissatisfiedly, laughed again after humming, hugged Fang Jing's arm and shook it and began to be coquettish, "Brother, I miss you so much." ”

"Thin, dark." Fang's mother touched Fang Jing's face, happy and worried.

"Hey, don't you notice I'm a lot stronger now?" Fang Jing waved his arm and compared a toned posture, causing Fang's mother to twist his arm and said, "No matter how strong it is, it can't even compare to half of Xiao Cen Jiu, so you can save it." ”

Cen Jiu took the luggage cart and pushed it out, and he easily dragged three large suitcases outside to call a taxi.

"Xiao Cen's strength is still so great." Although she had already seen Cen Jiu's strength, every time she saw it, Fang's mother still had to sigh once.

"He's gifted." Fang Jing smiled.

After a while, Cen Jiu stopped the car, and the family got into the car and went home with great eagerness.

Father Fang sat in the car, looking at the familiar fields and buildings flashing outside the window, and his heart was full of emotion.

Four months ago, he was carried on the plane, and four months later, he came back on his own legs.

Who would have thought that after many years of amputation, he would really stand up again, and this pair of prosthetics brought him not only the convenience of being able to walk freely, but more importantly, it brought him confidence and hope.

From now on, he is no longer the cripple who can only lie in bed and drag his wife and children, maybe he will still not be as capable and useful as before, but at least he will have a goal in life, and he can continue to support the family like a man, take care of his wife and children, and fulfill his responsibilities as a husband and father.

Father Fang held Fang Jing's hand, although he didn't say anything, his eyes had already expressed all his meaning.

Thank you, son, for your hard work.