It's been two years, and there is still no news from the second child of the Fang family, and the army came again at the beginning of the year, when Fang Fuguo was just sixteen. "The third child of the Fang family is also of age" Fang Xuan listened to his neighbors everywhere, yes, another one who has reached the age is really not leaving a way to live. That night, Fang Xuan's mother knelt at his father's feet, the Jiangnan woman cried with her husband for the first time, Fang Xuan looked up when he passed by and saw the young man standing next to the wooden king in the middle of the courtyard, thinking that he had also listened to eight or nine times out of ten.

"Third brother, do you want to go?" Fang Xuan looked up at the young man in front of him, and at some point, his brother, who was not much taller than her at that time, already needed to tilt his head to talk to him.

The third child looked down at his sister's bright eyes: "Stinky girl, if I don't go, will you go?" ”

"But the second brother is all." Fang Xuan remembered that after she finished speaking, the third brother changed his usual hippie smile, "Girl, remember, I am your brother and a man, and I can't let you girls go to fight guns." Fang Xuan looked at the person in front of him, and suddenly felt that he was somewhat similar to the tall and strong Wood King behind him.

Fuguo also left, he took the initiative to go, he was still hippie smiling before leaving, he said: "Daddy, I will find the second brother back for Xiao Wu, this girl has been thinking hard all day long, and she will return if she finds it."

It snowed again on the day the third child left, and this is the case here, and there is still such a thing from time to time in April and May, and it is already a fire day in the south, and a rain from time to time is a god-given way to live. At that time, Fang Yuan knew for the first time that the place where his brother was going was far away, and there was no snow there now, but people who were hot couldn't stand it, as if they were roasted on the fire, roughly the same as the winter in Fengtian City four years ago, even if it was cold for so many years, it should have been used to it, but that winter was extremely cold, and people couldn't stand it, so my father changed his name to that one.

Recognized Qiao Luo also in 1935, two months after the third child left, Fang Qingli and his wife discussed using their son's condolence money to open a school in the town. In October, Fang Xuan twelve, the school had just been built, in Fushun, the Fang family moved some supplies in the school, saying that it was a school, but there were six or seven classes, a row of bungalows, but it was from primary school to middle school. Fang Qingli named it "Red River". In addition to daily reading, Fang Yuan occasionally goes to the primary school to help substitute teaching, small, standing on the podium, not much taller than the teaching stick made of branches in his hand, Qiao Luo is here to pick up the child, the employer's little master, nine years old this year.

"You're a teacher?"

"Well, you're?"

"I'm here to pick up people, Mo Fan, my young master"

"Little master, let's go, it's going to rain outside, and my wife's house has stewed pig's trotters, waiting for you to go back to eat."

"Teacher Fang, goodbye."

"Hey, goodbye, don't forget to do your homework."

"Hmm."

Knowing that the two of them were far away, Fang Xuan came back to her senses, and couldn't help but ask her father on the way back.

"Principal Fang, I would like to ask you a question."

"Stinky girl, don't give me an official tone, just say something if you have something" Fang Qingli patted Fang Xuan's head with smooth braids, it was not heavy, but it provoked the white eyes of his daughter, and the exhaustion of his body was immediately eliminated, and Le's eyebrows and eyes were squeezed out of lines.

"Just, Mo Fan, tall and thin, that male doll who doesn't like to talk."

"Which one?" Although the school is not big, it is dozens of people, and it is really not easy to let Principal Fang think of one person.

"That's about the same height as me, by the way, I helped you move new books before."

"Oh, Mo Fan, isn't that the eldest young master of the Mo family in the east of the city, don't you remember, when he was a child, his father always took you to eat the walnut crisp he bought at the door of his house, and gave Fei Fei to let me pass you on to him as a daughter, and your eldest brother heard about it and went to someone's house to make a big fuss."

"How did I not know?"

"You were just over three years old at the time, and you knew anything more than eating." Principal Fang glanced at his daughter, full of disdain.

"Big young master? Is he the only son in his family? ”

"Yes, I didn't hear that Mr. Mo's family is happy again."

"Oh."

"Stinky girl, what are you thinking, why did you suddenly ask about the Mo family?"

"No, I suddenly remembered it, and asked."

Two days later, during the school holiday, Mr. Fang took his wife and daughter to the street to prepare to buy some summer clothes, when the twelve or thirteen-year-old girl officially changed, she was also very fast, and she was almost as tall as her mother, Fang Xuan was already good, and she grew up spoiled since childhood, and her parents and brothers were close to this squeamish flower everywhere, she was not as tall as a country girl, tall and smart, especially those eyes, but also inherited Mr. Fang's thick eyebrows and big eyes, not as affectionate as Meng Xiaohui's eyebrows, A bend of eyebrows and eyes seems to hold all the love in this world, Fang Xuan is even more heroic, her mother always said, this old fourth and little five are the opposite, the bigger Fang Xuan is, the more like Mr. Fang, although the skin is still fresh, but not as delicate as when he was a child, to a little more sassy, and Fang Xingguo is a boy and a girl who is getting longer and longer, and the brother and sister are only somewhat similar when they were children, and now, Fang Xingguo is becoming more and more quiet, reading and practicing calligraphy every day, but there is one more person who inherits Mr. Fang's mantle. Just like the old man of the Fang family said, "Now, I can't control this big family, I have to run to the battlefield one by one, and my ancestors have accumulated virtue, so I have left to rejuvenate the country, but don't make any mistakes."

"Dad, the fourth brother stayed in the house again, and I was afraid that he would get sick."

"Your fourth brother is happy, how can he be like you, he keeps jumping all day long, how can he look like a little girl's house.

"That's right, Dad, isn't the God of Wealth Festival coming" Fang Xuan kicked the snow balls under his feet, and the toe of the little red cotton boots he had just made were white, like the tip of the nose on the girl's frozen red face.

"Yo, yes, your mother asked me not to forget to buy some tribute spices yesterday, I forgot about it when I was busy, Xiao Wu, you go to the front street shop to see if it's still open, if it's closed, go take two more steps to Santaizi, your Aunt Liu, can also take care of the business."

"Aunt Liu, didn't she talk to that iron-striking Qiao the year before last, alas, I can't remember, so I went to the south with that Uncle Qiao? How did you come back again? ”

"Just returned, I heard that there is still a home over there is Lao Qiao, but there is only a girl and an old mother left in the family, last winter Lao Qiao was gone, your Aunt Liu looked at the old and small in the family, and she couldn't bear it, so she took people back together, and the girl was similar to you."

"Similar to me? This Uncle Qiao is also powerful, alas, speaking of which, I remember that Uncle Qiao is in good health, how can you say that it is gone? ”

"Your Aunt Liu said that she was harmed, and they couldn't help it, so they went back to Fengtian, it's not easy to be a woman. Okay, children are asking about something, go and come back quickly, it's not safe outside."

"I know, I said that I was inquiring blindly, and I didn't say it all when I went back, the old man was duplicitous" Fang Xuan pursed his lips, holding the money and raising his legs towards the door.

"Stinky girl, just count your mouth."

When Fang Xuan went out, it was already unitary, and the sun had just left some afterglow, shining on the snow with a glittering white light, like a girl wet with water, dyed with Kodan's fingers, pink and tender, dazzling people's eyes. The nearest spice shop closed early, I heard that it was the mother-in-law who gave birth, and the long-awaited Fuwa arrived, and the boss was overjoyed, and closed the door early every day to go home to serve. Fang Xuan looked at the door of the spice shop and smiled, turned around and went to Santaizi Street.

"Boss, come two taels of star anise, two taels of fennel, half a catty of material, and then a bundle of incense"

"Yo, little sir, it's so tall, I almost didn't recognize it, it's so good-looking, it's really a female college eighteen changes, more agile than when I was a child"

"Aunt Liu, my father said that you are back, just in time for the God of Wealth Festival to arrive, I will come to see you"

"Alas, Aunt Liu, I'll get you something" Liu Pingping smiled and helped Fang Wei weigh the spices, while shouting into the inner room, "Luoluo, take a bundle of incense out"

After a while, a girl wearing a red jacket and gray pants came out of the back room, not tall or short, but better than white skin, but also delicate. "You are, Mo Fan's family" Fang Xuan looked at Qiao Luo.

"Mr. Fang, my name is Qiao Luo, and I went to pick up my young master during the day."

"I remember you, Qiao Luo, who are you?"

"This is my daughter, Luoluo, send things back to Mr. Xiao"

"No need Aunt Liu, there aren't many things, I'll just carry it by myself, how much is the total amount?"

"What kind of money to give, in the past, Principal Fang took care of me a lot, just use it, it's not worth a few dollars"

"That's not going to work, business can't do that."

"Auntie said, take it and use it, and then give the money and see you."

"That's okay, then another day, auntie, you go to my house for dinner, I'll ask my mother to cook something for you" Fang Xuan said with a smile, and as he spoke, he stuffed the money ticket under the flower pot at the door, revealing a corner.

"Okay, Aunt will go to your house another day, I see that it is a lot darker, hurry back, don't let Principal Fang hang up, be careful on the road" Liu Pingping instructed.

"Okay, then I'll go first" Fang Xuan smiled at Liu Pingping, glanced at Qiao Luo, and nodded at her.

In the north, the sun was setting fast, and it was almost dark at this time, Fang Xuan stepped up his steps, and when he was about to get home, he saw his mother looking at the door, "Mother, I'm back."

"You kid, why have you been there for so long, it's dark this day, and so is your father, he can't remember letting him buy something, and he can really instruct people, Dongzi, your fourth brother, who can't go, just let a girl's house go in the dark." Meng Xiaohui counted Fang Qingli and took the bag in her daughter's hand, "It's cold, my mother cooked red dates and white fungus soup for you, it's hot on the fire, my mother will serve it out for you, bake it in the house first, and your little hands are cold." Your father, I have to talk about him well" Meng Xiaohui pulled her daughter to the back room, counting her husband at the same time, Fang Xuan couldn't help laughing behind her, causing her mother to roll her eyes.

After drinking the white fungus soup, Fang Xuan was driven into the house by her mother and wrapped in a quilt, saying that she had been outside for so long, and she was afraid that her body was frozen, so she had to warm up.

Lying on the bed, Fang Xuan thought of Qiao Luo again, she was really a girl of eleven or twelve years old, she compared herself with her, and even said to her grandmother: "The girl is really a golden pimple that fell into the nest of blessings." Fang Xuan smirked twice, although he sighed at Qiao Luo's misfortune, he was also glad that his family held him in the palm of his hand, and the only regret was that the second brother's life and death were still unknown. But in these years, the family and country are unfortunate, and no one can escape.