In the hall, Han Xuehua sat quietly in front of the portrait of her husband Fang Zhiyuan, with a small suitcase beside her, in which only a few clothes were placed, the black wooden box and some other small commemorative things.

This dilapidated house was cleaned by Han Xuehua inside and out, and even the window glass was spotlessly clean. On the offering table in front of the statue are rich offerings, and three pillars of sandalwood emit curling green smoke.

Han Xuehua sat for a long time, sighed long, stood up and took down the portrait, picked up a white silk scarf and wiped it carefully. Han Xuehua's movements were very gentle, as if she was washing her husband's face. After wiping it, Han Xuehua took out a brand new red silk and spread it on the table, and said to himself:

"Brother Zhiyuan, I know you don't like going to the Han family very much, in fact, I don't like it there either, but the Han family has my father and my brother, especially my father, his days are numbered, so I have to go back...... Brother Zhiyuan, I don't feel at ease to leave you here alone, so I can only wronged you to go back to Beijing with me......"

After speaking, Han Xuehua put the portrait on the red silk, then carefully wrapped the portrait, opened the suitcase, and carefully placed the portrait on the top layer of the suitcase.

At this time, Han Xuehua heard the sound of the courtyard door being pushed open, she trembled, looked back at dusk, and stared closely at the broken wood door of the small courtyard.

The first to enter the small courtyard was Fang Yang, and when he saw Han Xuehua sitting in the hall, he grinned brightly. When Han Xuehua saw his son's smile, the nervousness in his heart was suddenly relieved a lot.

Han Lingfei followed Fang Yang into the small courtyard, as if there was telepathy in the underworld, Han Lingfei's eyes immediately found Han Xuehua who was sitting quietly in the hall, and Han Xuehua also looked over at almost the same time.

The two looked at each other, as if they had been immobilized, time seemed to have stood still at this moment, Han Lingfei stood at the gate of the courtyard in a daze, looking at the little sister in the hall whose temples had been dyed with hoarfrost, and gradually, the youthful image in his memory with two ponytails and chirping like a happy bird every day began to coincide with the middle-aged woman in front of him who had already engraved the traces of time on her forehead......

Han Xuehua's eyes were also full of tears, she often saw Han Lingfei's images in the news programs of Beijing Satellite TV, as a member of the Standing Committee of the Beijing Municipal Party Committee, Han Lingfei also often appeared on the camera. But seeing his eldest brother again in more than 20 years, Han Xuehua still couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart, and tears fell down like pearls with broken threads.

Fang Yang walked up to Han Xuehua, put his arms around his mother's shoulders, and reached out to gently pat her back to soothe her excited feelings. Han Xuehua stretched out her hand to wipe her tears, glanced at her son with relief, and then slowly stood up.

Han Lingfei strode through the courtyard and walked in front of Han Xuehua, this steel man who had personally experienced the baptism of war and had a career of fighting horses for decades was also full of tears at this time, and he said in a trembling voice:

"Little sister...... I'm here to pick you up. ”

As soon as Han Lingfei said this, Han Xuehua could no longer control his feelings, and all the grievances over the years came to his heart. Han Xuehua threw herself into Han Lingfei's arms with tears like rain, and said while sobbing:

"Big Brother ......"

Han Wenhai stood in the courtyard, staring at the scene in front of him dumbfounded, speechless for a long time. When Han Xuehua ran away from home, he was still a babbling child, and he had no memory of what happened at that time.

When he grew up, he faintly heard that he also had an aunt who was kicked out of the family in the early years, but at that time, the old man Han was in charge, and the people in the Han family who knew about this matter were secretive about it, and Han Wenhai, as a junior, naturally couldn't pay too much attention to it.

Unexpectedly, his aunt actually lived in Nanpu County, where he worked, and not long ago, he came to her house as a guest. At that time, when she called her "Auntie", the look on her face was indeed a little strange, and now that she thinks about it, she should have known her identity at that time.

Han Wenhai set his eyes on Fang Yang again, this young man who had a good relationship with him because of Fang Xu was actually his cousin? Han Wenhai's mind was still a little unable to turn for a while.

Fang Yang looked at Han Lingfei and Han Xuehua, walked out of the hall, beckoned to Han Wenhai, and the two walked out of the courtyard together and came to the door.

At this time, the two siblings who have been reunited after a long absence should be given a little time to be alone.

Fang Yang took out a cigarette, first gave one to Han Wenhai, and then took out one himself and put it in his mouth, and when he was about to take the lighter to light the fire, he only heard a "pop", Han Wenhai took the lead in taking out the lighter and lit the fire, and came to Fang Yang.

The flickering flames reflected the young faces of the two, and Han Wenhai suddenly realized that Fang Yang and himself did indeed have a lot of similarities between their eyebrows and eyes. Thinking that since I met Fang Yang, I had a natural sense of intimacy with him, and it was estimated that this was because of the family affection that blood is thicker than water!

Fang Yang smiled slightly, leaned up and lit a cigarette, and after taking a deep breath, he spit out the smoke for a long time, and said with a smile:

"Brother Dahai, do you feel a little cloudy in your brain?"

Han Wenhai lit a cigarette for himself, glanced at Fang Yang and asked:

"Did you already know?"

"Sooner than you!" Fang Yang said with a grin.

Han Wenhai's eyes widened, and he feigned anger:

"You all know how to love me, just keep me in the dark! I said, "Why did you suddenly send me to Nanpu!" Fang Yang, you're not doing this well enough! You didn't talk to me in advance about such a big matter, so I didn't even have to prepare for it! ”

Fang Yang stretched out his hand and pointed to the inside of the room, and said lightly:

"Brother Dahai, if you want to blame you, blame your Han political commissar! He doesn't speak, how dare I sue you? ”

Han Wenhai was suddenly depressed, even if he borrowed a few guts, he didn't dare to give his father a little face! After being silent for a long time, Han Wenhai suddenly asked:

"Fang Yang, you and your mother have been living here?"

Fang Yang's face darkened, and he said in a flat tone:

"Yes! My father died very young, and for as long as I can remember, my mother worked all day in the fields, and the vegetables she grew were the best among the vegetable farmers in the neighborhood, and with the money she earned from selling vegetables, I finished elementary school, junior high school, and high school, and was admitted to university......"

Fang Yang had completely integrated into his new identity at this moment, and the memories of his predecessor were flooding back, as if he saw the woman who worked hard in the field every day, supporting the family with her strong backbone......

After hearing this, Han Wenhai was silent for a while, and at the same time, he was full of curiosity about Fang Yang, Fang Yang could call Fang Xu a brother and brother, and he also brought Chu Xiaobai over some time ago, it seemed that the relationship between the two was also quite close. Obviously, Fang Yang was not interacting with them as a child of the Han family, so what was the reason why those children of the family looked at Fang Yang differently?

After calming down, the atmosphere seemed a little awkward, and after a while, Han Wenhai pretended to be relaxed and asked:

"Fang Yang, should I call you little cousin in the future?"

Fang Yang glanced at Han Wenhai and said lightly:

"Brother Dahai, it's too early to say this."

Han Wenhai suddenly felt a little embarrassed, he knew that Fang Yang must have a deep prejudice against the Han family, if he changed his place with Fang Yang, it was estimated that he would not be much better, Fang Yang was quite polite to himself, it was probably because of the friendship during this time.

Fang Yang also felt that his words seemed to be a little too hard, he sighed and said:

"Brother Dahai, if the Han family only has the Han political commissar and you, then it's easy to talk about it......"

Han Wenhai nodded thoughtfully, reached out and patted Fang Yang's shoulder, but did not speak.

A qiē is all in the words.

Han Wenhai also vaguely understood his father's intention to come over to greet his aunt in such a high-profile manner. At the same time, he also felt a little relieved in his heart, at least Fang Yang's impression of himself and his father was still good.

As for the intricate relationships within the Han family, even Han Wenhai himself felt a headache, and this was not something that could be solved in a while.

At this time, Fang Yang heard a noise behind him, and he and Han Wenhai turned around at the same time, and between Han Lingfei and Han Xuehua stood up and prepared to go outside. Han Lingfei shouted at Han Wenhai:

"Why are you stunned? Why don't you come over and help your aunt with her luggage? ”

Hearing this, Han Wenhai nodded hurriedly, trotted back to the hall, and when he saw Han Xuehua, Han Wenhai shouted:

"Auntie is so ......"

Thinking that a few days ago, he was still called "Auntie", Han Wenhai couldn't help but show a trace of embarrassment on his face, in front of the elders, his Huanghuang official authority as the deputy secretary of the county party committee couldn't show it at all.

Han Xuehua had regained her calm, the tears on her face had been wiped away, and with a kind smile on her face, she nodded and said:

"Hello Wenhai!"

After speaking, she turned her face to Han Lingfei and smiled and said:

"Big brother, even Wenhai is so old, how can you say we are not old!"

Han Lingfei also nodded with emotion.

Han Xuehua continued:

"Big brother, during the time Wen Hai came to work in Nanpu, I have been paying attention to his appearance, which is very good! It is worthy of being the key training object of the family! ”

Speaking of his son, Han Lingfei also showed a look of pride on his face, but he said modestly:

"Little sister, don't praise him, this kid can't afford to be praised! It's your son's awesome! At a young age, he has already created a huge family business, compared to the younger generation in the family, Fang Yang is more than a little stronger! ”

Han Lingfei said, looking at Fang Yang with a smile on his face, his eyes unconcealed his appreciation.

Fang Yang scratched his head a little embarrassed, and hurriedly said:

"Mom, don't talk patronizingly, Commissar Han hasn't eaten dinner yet! Hurry up and get something to eat, I'm hungry too! ”

"Huh? Big brother hasn't eaten yet! Han Xuehua woke up like a dream, and hurriedly got up and said while walking towards the kitchen, "I'll cook right away, you guys will wait a while!" ”

Han Xuehua didn't notice that Fang Yang's address to Han Lingfei was still "Political Commissar Han".

"Little sister, no need!" Han Lingfei hurriedly said, "Let's just eat some dry food on the way!" ”

"What about that! Big brother, you are not a young man now, pay attention to taking care of your body! Han Xuehua glanced at Han Lingfei reproachfully, and said with a smile, "You sit down for a while!" Soon! ”

After saying that, she walked straight to the kitchen, her steps were brisk, and it was obvious that after reuniting with her eldest brother after a long absence, her heart was also full of joy.

Han Lingfei looked at Han Xuehua's back and shook his head helplessly, he couldn't imagine that the unruly little princess who was not diligent and did not distinguish between grains and grains back then was now a good hand at housework......

Time can really change a qiē!