46 Returning Home for Chinese New Year (3)

Bin'er! Dick! Uncle! Uncle!

The greetings and shouts were one after another, and he couldn't tell which one it was, Fang Bin hurriedly replied loudly, clasped Yu'er's hand tightly, and said softly: It's home, don't be nervous. The motorcycle has not stopped steadily, the old father has already bypassed the front of the car, strode to the back of the car, followed by a large group of people in the dark night, Fang Bin looked back and smiled: Look! The whole family is out to pick you up. Yu'er didn't speak in the dark, and unscrewed his hand vigorously, as if to say, your father is in front.

Bin'er! Yellow! The old father stood by the carriage and shouted softly, suppressed with love.

Hey--, Yu'er said crisply, uncle, are you okay? The old father said again and again: Okay! Good! I'm fine, don't worry.

Yurong! Sister Fang Xiaoju smiled and reached out to hold Huang Yurong.

Sister Ju! Huang Yurong shouted affectionately, taking her outstretched hand.

Slow down! Slow down. Brother-in-law Sun Hanchao stood next to him and reminded again and again that Huang Yurong was already very familiar with this brother-in-law who had never met, so she smiled and shouted: Brother-in-law! Sun Hanchao was happy and surprised.

Dick! Brother Fang Jun stood by the carriage restrainedly, and only after everyone had said hello did he shout timidly, Fang Bin's heart ached: I'm a loyal and honest brother! Hurriedly grabbed his brother's hand, held back his tears, and shouted tremblingly: Brother!

What are you doing here? Fang Hai, hurry up and help Uncle Mi carry things. Fang Bin had already seen that his sister-in-law Liu Xiaomei was also here, it may be that there are many people, or it may be embarrassing, she has not spoken to Fang Bin Huang Yurong yet, because she is too spicy, she is strict with her brother Fang Jun, and she is not good to her parents, Fang Bin and her sister Fang Xiaoju are not very kind to see her, and they may also know this, she only dares to greet her teenage son. Fang Bin's heart moved, and he hurriedly shouted: Sister Mei! In the countryside of Longyang, most of the sisters-in-law are called sisters. Huang Yurong also shouted affectionately: Sister Mei! Liu Xiaomei promised in her mouth, climbed into the carriage with her hands and feet, and went to carry large bags and small bags. The driver, Liu Qiang, helped his brother and brother-in-law to unload large luggage, cigarettes and alcohol.

Fang Bin, do you want to send you again? Is it still far away? The driver, Liu Qiang, stood next to him and rubbed his hands.

No need to send it, it's dark, it's not good to reverse over there. Fang Bin said as he took out a fifty yuan bill and stuffed it into his hand. I won't pick you up at night, will I take you home?

What are you doing? Liu Qiang looked at it, it was like a hot hand, old classmate, can you still collect money? Fang Bin smiled, yes, old classmate, thank you. Hold, it's not easy for you either! Liu Qiang choked up obviously, so there is no need for so much? Half is enough. Fang Bin smiled, take it, old classmate, you have to hope that I don't care about the twenty yuan. Yu'er has been paying attention to Fang Bin and the driver's words, and when she heard this, she complained in her heart, and spoke Longyang dialect that I didn't understand.

Liu Xiaomei commanded the family, young and old, carrying large bags and small bags, and walking home, the driver Liu Qiang turned on the headlights to see him off, until he could no longer see it.

Fang Bin's home is a small mound, a common small embankment on the shore of Dongping Lake, a zigzag embankment, at the foot of the inner embankment, there are sparse and bright people's houses, in front of the house and behind the house, there are forest and vegetable gardens; Outside the embankment, there is a clear river, the river is not deep in winter, the riverbed is exposed, there is a sandbar in the distance, rows of towering fast-growing black poplars, Fang Bin wanted to point it to Yu'er, but it was dark, and he only vaguely saw a black shadow.

The lively family alarmed the villagers along the way, and they opened the door one after another, standing on the side of the road and greeting from a distance: Old man Fang, is your child back? The old father was full of spring breeze and replied loudly: Come back, come back! The Ming Dynasty went to drink tea at home. Walking all the way and greeting all the way, Fang Bin felt that his father had never been so happy and so open.

Bin'er! In the distance, on the embankment behind the house, there was a figure standing, and Fang Bin thought that it was his mother. All the old and young went to pick up their sons, and they all wanted to catch up with the excitement, but only their old mothers, suppressed their thoughts, guarded the door, and stood and stared.

Mother! Fang Bin's heart was hot, he strode forward, grabbed his mother's calloused and frostbite-covered hand, and tears quietly flowed.

Silly boy, what's the matter with crying when you get home? The mother wiped away the tears on his face with her hand, said distressedly, and stretched out her hand to shout: Yurong! Huang Yurong hurriedly stepped forward and held the old lady's hand: Aunt! The mother gave a long answer and took Yurong's hand downhill and went home.

Walking down the embankment, Fang Bin found that there had been a lot of changes in the family, it was still the three old tiled houses, and there were T-shaped houses on both sides, but the grass field, the steps, and the houses were all paved with cement, and several houses were hung with bright and flickering big light bulbs, which were placed in the past, and it was impossible for the parents who had always been thrifty to use this big light bulb, and in the kitchen on the east side, there was a warm smell of chicken soup and pork. The old lady kept holding Yurong's hand and walked to the hall.

Mother, I'm going to stir-fry? Liu Xiaomei rolled up her sleeves and walked to the kitchen, and her mother sighed with relief: Xiaoju, you go and help your sister-in-law. A few vegetarian dishes were quickly fried, the fish was stewed a long time ago, and on the large round table, there were two three-legged stoves, stewed hens and pig's feet, and a table full of dishes. There was a big table of old and young, and the mother piled up Yurong's bowl to the brim, Fang Bin saw that her face was afraid, so he said: Can't finish eating? Give me the points. Saying that, she stretched out the bowl, Yu'er smiled, and put all the chicken and pork feet in the bowl into Fang Bin's bowl. When the mother saw it, she stood up again, took Yurong's bowl, and scooped a bowl full of chicken soup. Yu Rong, this is delicious. Yu Rong replied, picked up the bowl tamely, and drank it slowly.

After eating, a large family accompanied Yurong in the hall to pull home, a square table in the middle, covered with a quilt, under the coal stove, the table was full of pastries, snacks and tea, nephew Sun Yang's niece Sun Ying's nephew Fang Hai, running around beside him, from time to time stretched out his hand on the table to grab a handful. Fang Bin glanced at Yu'er, she happened to look at it, smiling slightly, Fang Bin was afraid that she would not like to be uncomfortable, and her heart was relieved at this time. Hearing the mother in the kitchen, she walked over: Mother, don't you stop?

Don't get tired! The mother stroked the gray hair on her forehead, there was oil in the pot, I washed it and boiled two pots of water, so that the twist (Longyang local dialect, you can be you, you can also be you) good bath. Fang Bin's heart was sour, and he must build a bathroom and toilet for his home in the future. Old house, the small house on the west side is the toilet shower, and the outermost side is the chicken pen. The toilet is the most primitive, a large vat is buried in the ground, with two thick wooden planks on it, when he was a child, Fang Bin often squatted in the toilet to read novels, and his mother did not let him read it, for fear of delaying his studies; The bathing place was actually an empty house, with two chairs for clothes, and there was neither a water heater nor a hair dryer. Although he had already talked to Yu'er, Fang Bin was still a little worried at this time, returned to his house on the left side of the hall, found clothes for Yu'er from the suitcase, took a towel and shampoo, brought hot water and poured it into a big foot basin, and put a bucket of cold water and a bucket of hot water next to it, and then went to the door and shouted: Yurong, you go to take a bath.

Huang Yurong stood up, said a word to Sister Xiaoju beside her, walked over, and looked at Fang Bin with a gentle smile: Take a bath? Then I'll go look for clothes.

I've got it all for you, I'll take you there. Fang Bin took Yu'er's hand, came to the bathroom, and tested the water temperature with his hands, do you see if it's hot? When hot, add cold water. I'm out, huh? Yu'er took Fang Bin's hand and refused to let go, leaning in his ear, choking: Don't worry about fools! I'm adapting and enjoying it. Fang Bin's heart was sour, tears flowed down, and he picked at her buttocks: I wronged you, stupid mother-in-law!

The mother took a clean new towel quilt, waited until Yurong came out of the shower, moved a chair to sit behind her, twisted her [***] hair with a towel quilt, and dried it little by little.

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