"Fan, it's Fan! Our Van, our children, our King, he is back! Really back! Hahaha! ”

"The guy in front, you give way, don't get in my way, I brought the chocolate cake that I just made, Fan likes to eat my cake the most, let me give it to him!"

"Hey, boy, you haven't forgotten me, have you? That's right, I'm Leices. Young man, are you going to get a handsome haircut? Wow, I've recently developed a trendy hairstyle that I think would work well for you. ”

"Damn it, you damned mob! What are you doing in the streets, do you want to make trouble? Bastard, give me all my home...... I'm a cop and I'm your Sheriff Lloyd...... Get out of the way, get out of the way, let me go to the front, let me and my fan hug......"

"Lloyd, you're shameless! …… Who's going to take care of you now, Fan, come on, let Uncle Luther give you a good hug! …… Oooooo Ha, it's Felisa! Okay, Lloyd, you go and hug Fan, I'll have Felisa enough......"

"Old and unrepaired Luther! Shameless! ”

All kinds of voices sounded in the street, familiar faces appeared in front of them, everything seemed to have not changed, the people of the small town were still enthusiastic, still doting and loving themselves, as if they had never left.

"Mr. Ralph, Uncle Road, Sheriff Lloyd, and Mr. Leices the Barber......"

A warm current surged in his heart, a smile climbed up his cheeks, Fan Bizhuang opened his arms, hugged and kissed the people around him.

"I'm back! Little Town, I'm back! ”

……

After spending almost two hours on the streets of the town, Fan Bizhuang and Felisa finally escaped. People are too enthusiastic, after all, Fan Bizhuang has not returned to the town for a long time, this time back, people don't let him leave immediately, drag him or chat, or must let him taste his own good food, if it is not for Felisha "madness", I am afraid that the barber Mr. Lychests will really use scissors to make a trendy look for Fan Bizhuang.

Despite the reluctance, it was also known that Fan Bizhuang needed to return to his courtyard in the countryside, and the people gradually dispersed, leaving only Ralph and a middle-aged couple behind.

"Originally, I was going to deliver a letter to old Juan, but since you're going back, then okay, I'll be easy, I don't have to make this trip, well, this is a letter from little Juan to him, you can bring it for me, Fan."

Ralph handed a letter to Van Bizhuang, gave him a remonstrance, then hugged again, waved goodbye, got on his bike, and whistled away.

The middle-aged couple who stayed behind were also old acquaintances of Fan Bizhuang and Felisa, to be exact, the landlords of Fan Bizhuang - Moya and his wife.

"Your house has been kept and we go over and clean it every week, thinking that whenever you come back, you can move in immediately. Today is just the time to go cleaning. ”

The simple Uncle Mo Ya grinned, he was not good-looking, and he was even a little short, and he would show a mouthful of yellow teeth when he laughed, but Fan Bizhuang looked at it, but he had a long-lost warmth and touch.

"Thank you, Uncle Moya. And Aunt Suzanne. ”

Aunt Suzanne glared at her husband, waved her hand and said angrily, "Say thank you!" Anyway, that house is yours now, we won't rent it out anymore, that's your home! ”

Uncle Mo Ya nodded in agreement.

"Well, that's my home, Villarreal is my home, and you are my relatives."

The chubby Aunt Suzanne also laughed, reached out and patted her husband on the head, and said, "Why don't you go and get our car over, we have to send Fan and Felisa back." ”

Uncle Moya promised to trot away, and turning his head, Aunt Suzanne smiled and said, "I think you need a car, if you don't dislike it." ”

"How can you dislike it? It's been a long time since I've been in Uncle Moya's car, and I miss it so much. ”

Fan Bizhuang laughed, at this time, Uncle Mo Ya had already driven the car over.

A wooden cart was dragged by a sturdy ox, and Uncle Mo Ya sat in front of him and waved at Fan Bizhuang: "Fan, hurry up, we have to go!" ”

Fan Bizhuang nodded with a smile, jumped up without hesitation, and by the way, he also stretched out his hand to Felisa, and Felisha sat up without care.

Aunt Suzanne and Uncle Moya looked at each other and laughed happily.

Fan is still the same Fan, and he has not become another person because of the passage of time or the change of identity.

"Let's go! Let's go! Let's go home! ”

Uncle Moya shouted and drove the ox cart slowly forward.

Fan Bizhuang simply lay down, with dry straw under him, and Felisa lay beside him, with the same smile on her face.

The blue sky, the warm sun, the warmth sprinkled on the two of them.

Fan Bizhuang suddenly smiled and spoke.

"On a beautiful day, the sun and the ox cart are more compatible!"

Felisa was stunned for a moment, then smiled sweetly.

Aunt Suzanne also laughed, and Uncle Moya, already happily humming a country song, drove out into the warm sunshine.

……

"It's really warm sunshine!"

Juan lay in his small courtyard, feeling the warmth of the sun shining on his body, and squinted his eyes comfortably, and let out such a sigh.

Since Fan Bizhuang left the town, the old man's life has returned to peace. Without Fan Bizhuang's door-to-door meals from time to time, without the Spring Festival always messing with his beloved flowers and plants, and without Felisa's quirky tricks, it stands to reason that this should be a very happy thing, but he has long been used to living next to the three little villains, and he really feels a little uncomfortable when he calms down.

At the beginning, Juan was really unaccustomed to opening the yard early every day, waiting for the Spring Festival to come over to have fun, or when pruning flowers and plants, Fan Bizhuang would run in front of him enthusiastically...... But such days are gone, the familiar Spring Festival and Fan Bizhuang will never come to his own courtyard every morning, although he has accepted this fact, but sometimes, perhaps because of his age, he will always forget, will be in a trance, and then fall into a deep sense of loss.

Even now, Juan has regained his habit of living a peaceful life, but occasionally when he thinks about it, he still remembers the time when he was angry, happy and helpless.

The afternoon sun was soft and warm, and Juan lay comfortably on the chaise longue, letting the sun pour in, and in a daze, he seemed to hear someone calling his name.

"It's really old and confused, when this person is old, he loves to remember the past, no, he even has hallucinations in dreams."

Juan thought that he heard the familiar voice in his dream, turned over, and continued to nap, but he didn't expect that Fan Bizhuang and Felisa, who were standing outside the courtyard, looked at each other helplessly.

"This old guy is old and confused, let's call him, how dare you ignore it? I see that his beard has grown, and his temper has curled again! Hum! ”

Felisa said with angry eyes, looking into the courtyard on tiptoe, looking at the little old man's face full of enjoyment, hating the root of his teeth and his body eager to try.

"Okay, I'll leave it to you, don't be too rude."

After calling two more times, but still no response, Fan Bizhuang agreed to Felisa's request with his eyes, and seeing Fan Bizhuang nodding, Felisa smiled happily, pushed open the courtyard door and walked straight over.

In a trance, the little old man Juan seemed to see a face appear in front of his eyes, very delicate, very beautiful, very ...... Eccentric.

Kindness? Eccentric?!

Juan suddenly had a thrill, as if he had thought of something, and his eyes widened suddenly, but it was already too late.

The familiar voice was already ringing in his ears, and the pain on his face made him completely understand that this was not a dream! The little devil who likes to pull his beard is back!

"I'll let you sleep!"

"I'll let you ignore me!"

"I'll let you grow a beard!"

"Old man Juan, I'm going to pull your beard naked!"

Felisa shouted indignantly, her hands moving non-stop, pulling Juan's beard, laughing and laughing.

The elf-quirky Felisa was right in front of him, and not far away, Fan Bizhuang had already walked into the courtyard and was smiling softly at him...... The long-lost joy filled his heart, but before he could show this joy on his face, the old man Juan covered his face and cried out in pain, and then "scolded".

"Ouch, my beard!"

"It hurts me! Not...... Don't pull, don't pull, ouch, my beard, my face ......"

"Bastard! Damn bastards! Felisa, you demon! Tell you to stop messing around...... Ouch, ahhhh......h Pain! Tell you to stop messing around...... Am I wrong? ”

"Fan, you bastard, why are you still stunned there? Why don't you come over here and drag this little devil of your house away......"

Felisa laughed and continued to move in her hands, while the little old man Juan was holding his head and running around, chasing back and forth in the small courtyard, laughing and laughing.

Fan Bizhuang looked at this long-lost familiar scene with a smile, whistled, walked to the flowers, picked up scissors, and began to prune the flowers and plants.

"It's still the most comfortable here! That's what it feels like to be at home! ”

……

The family feast in the evening was held at the old man's house in Juan, and the Moya couple did not leave, so the peasant couple cooked a table full of dishes in Juan's courtyard, and the five of them sat in the courtyard and held an open-air reception.

Although he was very dissatisfied with Felisa's bad behavior of tearing off his beard as soon as he came back, during the meal, the little old man still couldn't stop giving Felisa vegetables, and in the old man's heart, the naughty and funny little girl was his granddaughter.