Chapter 150: Grandparents and grandchildren gather to dig deeper

Lin'an County. Linhe Township. Fang's compound. The main room of the middle courtyard.

"Alright. Da Kui, don't ask or guess anymore. Also, don't mention or say your guess about Lu Yun to anyone. ”

"Yes, young master. I know that, and I promise never to say it to anyone. ”

Lin'an County. Fang's compound. The living room of the main house in the west courtyard.

Fonda sat on the couch and whispered to Delu, the butler standing next to him. The German Siemens electric fan on the low table next to it rotated silently, sending out a soft breeze.

The 16-year-old inner house maid Xiaohe tiptoed in and said softly:

"Master, Tian Yuanxiu is here with her daughter Niuniu, waiting outside the north gate, sir, look, let their mother and daughter come in?"

Fang Da was stunned for a moment, and then a look of joy and sorrow appeared on his face:

"Huh? Well, let them in. ”

Xiaohe turned around and walked out of the living room, walking quickly through the north courtyard towards the north door.

Tian Yuanxiu carried a bamboo basket with a black watermelon in her right hand, led Niuniu with her left hand, and followed Xiaohe into the living room. Tian Yuanxiu put down the bamboo basket, let go of her daughter's hand, stood slimly in the center of the living room, folded her hands in front of her lower abdomen, bowed to Fang Daxian with elegant movements, and said in a soft, clear and humble voice:

"Uncle Fang is good."

Niuniu bowed in the way of her mother Tian Yuanxiu, and said in a crisp and milky voice:

"Hello grandpa, Niuniu misses grandpa."

Niuniu's greeting voice made Fang Daxian's heart instantly swell with a variety of complex emotions of sourness, pity, love, and liking, tightly wrapped his heart, infiltrating and penetrating. Fang Daxian couldn't help but stretch out his arms and smile lovingly and said to Niuniu:

"Good boy, good boy. Niuniu, come here, come to grandpa. ”

Niu Niu opened her arms and happily threw herself into Fang Daxian's arms.

Fang Daxian wrapped his arms around the petite and soft Niuniu, patted her back gently, put his cheek against the top of Niuniu's head, and whispered in a kind and soft tone:

"Oh, Niuniu, grandpa's good granddaughter, good granddaughter." Fang Daxian's expression and words fully showed the deep concern and true love of the elders for the next generation.

"Miss Tian, don't stand, come here and sit down." Fang Daxian looked up at Tian Yuanxiu and pointed to the sofa on the left and said.

"Thank you, Uncle Fang." Tian Yuanxiu walked to the single sofa on the left and sat down.

"Delu, go and cut the watermelon. And that ......."

"Yes. Sir, Delu understands. Delu bent down and lifted the bamboo basket and left the living room, and Xiaohe followed.

Fang Da picked up Niuniu and put it on his lap first, and asked with concern and concern:

"Miss Fang, how are your mother and daughter doing lately? Are there any difficulties? ”

"It's okay, it's okay, it's not difficult. Thank you, Uncle Fang. ”

"Okay? Alas! How good can it be? How can there be no difficulty? Child, if you have difficulties, go home and talk about it. Or, don't live in the school dormitory, take Niu Niu home to live. It's nice to have a family living together and taking care of each other. ”

Miss Tian. Child. Let's take Niu Niu home and live. The family lives together and takes care of each other. Fang Daxian's words of change and calm concern made Tian Yuanxiu's heart completely melt, and her heart was suddenly filled with emotion and gratitude. From his attitude and words towards himself and his daughter Niuniu, Tian Yuanxiu understood that Fang Daxian had acquiesced in her identity as the daughter-in-law of the Fang family, which made her very happy and satisfied. It's just that due to China's traditional etiquette, marriage customs and the ancestral rules of the Fang family, she can't just enter the house and recognize her ancestors and return to her ancestors. In fact, Tian Yuanxiu didn't care that she would be Fang Jiren's concubine in the future, and she had no intention of competing to be the main concubine. Francis was his first man, she was Francis his first woman, and that was enough. At the same time, Tian Yuanxiu still has deep guilt and shame, entanglement, and a lingering sense of guilt. She wanted to confess everything to him, and threw herself into his arms and called Daddy. But not now, you can't do that. Otherwise, how can I explain to my father and mother in Beiping? She was full of joys and sorrows, sorrows, hardships, and physical and mental constraints, Tian Yuanxiu couldn't help but shed tears silently.

Niuniu snuggled tightly into Fang Daxian's arms, took out a piece of paper from the pocket of her skirt and unfolded it, she smiled innocently, looking at the colorful picture on the paper with a fascination on her face.

"Niuniu, did you draw this picture yourself?"

"yes, I painted it myself. Grandpa, do you like it? ”

"Oh. Niuniu's painting is so good, grandpa likes it very much. Who are the people painted on it? Is there a grandfather? ”

"Yes. This is grandpa, this is grandma, this is dad and mom, this is Niu Niu in a floral skirt, and the two little white rabbits next to her are given to Niu Niu by grandpa. This big house is our home and our family lives in it. Niu Niu moved her delicate pink fingers and pointed them one by one.

"Oh, Niu Niu is so good at drawing, even better. Grandpa loved it so much. ”

Niuniu twisted her body and raised a pink smile to look at Fang Daxian and said:

"Grandpa, if you like it, Niuniu will give it to you. Grandpa, why are you thinner than the last time I came? ”

"Alas! Grandpa has a lot of things to worry about, he can't eat well or sleep well. ”

"That's not good. Grandpa has to eat well and sleep well to gain weight. ”

"Good. Grandpa listens to Niu Niu. ”

The butler, Delu, walked in with a cut watermelon and gently placed it on the coffee table.

Fang Da first took the colored pen drawing from Niuniu's hand and put it on the coffee table, and picked up a piece of watermelon:

"Niuniu, come, eat a piece of watermelon, and tell grandpa when you're done."

Niuniu took the watermelon with both hands, slipped off Fang Daxian's legs, turned around and held the watermelon to Fang Daxian's mouth, and said seriously and milkily:

"Niuniu can't eat it, this is what her mother and Niuniu bought for grandpa and grandma, it is for grandpa and grandma to quench their thirst and quench the heat. Grandpa, you can eat. ”

"Nope. Grandpa doesn't eat it, Niuniu eats it. ”

"Grandpa doesn't eat, grandpa doesn't behave, Niuniu will be unhappy. Mom has no money now, and when Mom has a lot of money in the future, Mom and Niuniu will buy a lot of delicious food for grandpa and grandma. Grandpa, be good, listen to Niu Niu, eat quickly. ”

Yes. What an innocent, smart, sensible and well-behaved child, what a child who likes to love and pity.

Fang Daxian, who was still angry, full of resentment, and cold and tough just now, was said by Niuniu's unscrupulous Tong Yan at this time, his whole body was soft, his heart was crispy, his eyes were hot, and his nose was sour. He lowered his head and opened his mouth to take a small bite on the watermelon piece that Niu Niu was holding:

"Well, crispy sand, it's so sweet. Niu Niu, it's even sweeter when you eat it with grandpa. Take a bite and taste. ”

Niuniu took a bite, nodded and said happily:

"It's so sweet. Grandpa is so sweet. ”

Fang Daxian raised his head and laughed, looked at Niuniu and said happily:

"Niuniu, it's not that grandpa is so sweet, it's that watermelon is so sweet."

Looking at the intimate and warm appearance of the grandfather and grandson, Tian Yuanxiu's heart felt sweeter than eating watermelon.

Delu picked up the colored pen drawings drawn by Niu Niu on the coffee table, looked at them and praised them:

"Niu Niu is so good, so good-looking." After a few more glances, Delu's face changed suddenly, his brows furrowed, and he was secretly surprised.

The housekeeper Delu recognized that Niu Niu's colored pencil drawings were drawn with colored pencils of the Japanese cherry blossom brand. This kind of high-end rare colored pencil is only available to the children of Japanese families in China, and Chinese families will not have it, and the stationery stores in the market do not sell it at all, and the rich Fang family cannot buy it if they are so rich. How could Tian Yuanxiu, a middle school teacher who hadn't been paid a salary for several months, have expensive and scarce Japanese cherry blossom colored pencils that she couldn't buy? He was suspicious, and subconsciously glanced at Tian Yuanxiu suspiciously.

Tian Yuanxiu saw Deluhu's questioning gaze, and her heart was shocked, she seemed to understand something? She smiled calmly and gracefully at Delu.

With an unnatural, awkward grin, Delu gently put down the colored brushstrokes and turned to leave the living room quickly.

"Uncle Fang, is there any news from Fang Jiren? When will he come home? ”

"There's no news yet, and I don't know when he'll be back. I've been looking for him. Don't worry, kid, I won't let him go when he comes back. If Francis dares to go again, I will break his legs! ”

"Don't! Dad, don't. Tian Yuanxiu subconsciously blurted out. Immediately, he changed his words and said: "Uncle Fang, don't beat Jiren, persuade him well, he will listen to you." ”

"Grandpa, don't hit my dad. Grandpa doesn't beat people well, Niu Niu doesn't like it. ”

"Good, good. Grandpa promised Niuniu not to hit anyone. ”

"Uncle Fang, is Fang Luqing an intelligence officer of the Communist Party and the Eighth Route Army?"

"Huh? Kid, why do you ask about this? How do you know? ”

"Uncle Fang, it's spread all over the county, how could I not know. Fang Luqing is my colleague, my good sister, and Niuniu's godmother. Uncle Fang, find a way to save her. Is she an intelligence officer of the Communist Party and the Eighth Route Army? ”

"How could she be an intelligence agent of the Communist Party and the Eighth Route Army? Alas! What is the danger of adding to the sin? Arrest people casually, what kind of world is this? I'll figure it out. Thank you, kid, for your concern. ”

"Uncle Fang, if Lu Qing is really an intelligence agent of the Communist Party and the Eighth Route Army, what can you do to get the Japanese to release her?"